Word count: ~2100
Author: Rose of Pollux
If you prefer reading there, cross-posted to ff.net and AO3.
( Act V: The World isn't on My SideCollapse )
The Waverly’s aka The Duke and Duchess of Warwick were dressed to the nines in preparation for their supposed dinner at the British consulate.
Estelle left her jewelry case out in the open as Mr. Kuryakin had requested, and placed it on a table next to a floor lamp that was left on.
As it was time to set the plan in motion, Solo and Kuryakin knocked on the Waverly’s door and were let in.
Located on Hollywood boulevard, behind the doors of the Academy movie theatre in Los Angeles was the secret entrance to the United Network Command for Law and enforcement.
Movie goers had no idea the private elevator, bearing the sign "Employees only" led to the entrance of this clandestine organiztion. The only time this particular entrance into headquarters wasn’t used was when the theatre was closed, usually after the midnight show.
Theirs was a unique relationship; reading each other with no words needed.
Now, be silent or die.To call out meant death from above...avalanche.Illya was stuck on a lonely part of the ski slope, his ankle broken.
Would Solo sense his predicament?
Kuryakin heard something.“Napoleon?”
“Illya!” Dancer called.“He said you were in trouble and broke his leg looking for you.”
Tying their skis as makeshift sled; April dragged Illya back. He was taken to hospital, placed in the same room as Solo.
“Thanks for the rescue Napoleon.”
“I had a feeling.”
“One word my friend...sympatico.”