Author: Shade
None of these characters are mine, the belong to all the appropriate "Alias" related folks!
Note: The title, "Pour Attendre, Pour Aimer" means "To Wait, To Love" in French. Since Michael Vartan and his character are French, I decided to do that. Please let me know if the translation is wrong, because I don't know any French and used an online translator! (
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Pour Attendre, Pour Aimer
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Her favorite color is yellow.
She has a weakness for Ben and Jerry's ice cream – her favorite is Bovinity Divinity.
Her favorite TV show is ER.
She runs three miles every morning.
Her favorite bands are R.E.M. and Styx.
Her favorite movie is Clueless.
She can't stop laughing when you tickle her tummy.
Her favorite food is lasagna.
She plays the piano as well as Bach could.
Her favorite sport is volleyball.
She is afraid of clowns.
She would rather play Monopoly with her friends on a Friday night than go clubbing.
She rolls her socks into little balls.
Her favorite season is summer.
She collects postcards.
She hates broccoli.
Her middle name is Victoria.
Her favorite joke is the lamest one ever written, but she laughs at it every time.
She swears like a truck driver.
She loves mystery books.
Her favorite flowers are daffodils.
She never, in three years, made me feel like I do about Sydney Bristow.
No matter how many useless details I knew about Alice, and no matter how many she knew about me, we couldn't make it work. We fooled ourselves into a showcase love.
I don't know what Sydney's favorite color is.
I don't know what ice cream flavor makes her weak in the knees.
I don't know what her favorite TV show is.
I don't know how far she runs in the morning. Heck, I don't even know what time of day she runs.
I don't know what music she listens to.
I don't know what her favorite movie is.
I don't know where her special tickle spot is.
I don't know anything normal about her.
But I am certain about one thing.
I am more than willing to learn it all.
Because she makes my heart flip every time I see her or think about her.
Because I ache to be able to be in public with her.
Because I was attracted to her even with that obscene red hair.
Because I can't sleep peacefully while she's away on a mission.
Because the hope that I can one day be with her outweighs my doubts about our jobs.
Because my favorite place in the world is our warehouse.
Because the only number I call anymore is "Joey's Pizza."
Because she's the only woman I am willing to wait for – and who knows how long I will have to.
Because I can't live without her.
And somehow, I know that she can't live without me.
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FIN
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So what did you think? Please let me know! -Shade
None of these characters are mine, the belong to all the appropriate "Alias" related folks!
Note: The title, "Pour Attendre, Pour Aimer" means "To Wait, To Love" in French. Since Michael Vartan and his character are French, I decided to do that. Please let me know if the translation is wrong, because I don't know any French and used an online translator! (
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Pour Attendre, Pour Aimer
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Her favorite color is yellow.
She has a weakness for Ben and Jerry's ice cream – her favorite is Bovinity Divinity.
Her favorite TV show is ER.
She runs three miles every morning.
Her favorite bands are R.E.M. and Styx.
Her favorite movie is Clueless.
She can't stop laughing when you tickle her tummy.
Her favorite food is lasagna.
She plays the piano as well as Bach could.
Her favorite sport is volleyball.
She is afraid of clowns.
She would rather play Monopoly with her friends on a Friday night than go clubbing.
She rolls her socks into little balls.
Her favorite season is summer.
She collects postcards.
She hates broccoli.
Her middle name is Victoria.
Her favorite joke is the lamest one ever written, but she laughs at it every time.
She swears like a truck driver.
She loves mystery books.
Her favorite flowers are daffodils.
She never, in three years, made me feel like I do about Sydney Bristow.
No matter how many useless details I knew about Alice, and no matter how many she knew about me, we couldn't make it work. We fooled ourselves into a showcase love.
I don't know what Sydney's favorite color is.
I don't know what ice cream flavor makes her weak in the knees.
I don't know what her favorite TV show is.
I don't know how far she runs in the morning. Heck, I don't even know what time of day she runs.
I don't know what music she listens to.
I don't know what her favorite movie is.
I don't know where her special tickle spot is.
I don't know anything normal about her.
But I am certain about one thing.
I am more than willing to learn it all.
Because she makes my heart flip every time I see her or think about her.
Because I ache to be able to be in public with her.
Because I was attracted to her even with that obscene red hair.
Because I can't sleep peacefully while she's away on a mission.
Because the hope that I can one day be with her outweighs my doubts about our jobs.
Because my favorite place in the world is our warehouse.
Because the only number I call anymore is "Joey's Pizza."
Because she's the only woman I am willing to wait for – and who knows how long I will have to.
Because I can't live without her.
And somehow, I know that she can't live without me.
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FIN
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So what did you think? Please let me know! -Shade