Disclaimer: Alias does NOT belong to me although I really want it to be, but J.J. Abrams would probably kill me, so…NO!
Reviews: Yes please!
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Author's note: This is my first fan-fic so please be niceJ…also I wanna thank everybody who's reading this cos' it means you're probably one of the first to read my work…sorry if there's any etiquette I missed out on and any comments please tell meJ
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Prologue"Syd…"
"I've been gone for 2 yrs? 2 whole yrs?"
Nervously, Vaughn raked a hand through his hair. Something flashed blindingly, and Sydney soon realized that it was the small piece of silver wrapped around his ring finger. Funny, how it seemed to glare painfully at her. Sensing her attention, Vaughn quickly stuffed his hand into his pocket.
"Vaughn" she said in a dangerous voice,
"What is that?"
"Syd…please don't start now," he pleaded.
"What is that?" she asked again, pronouncing every syllable slowly and with perfection.
"Syd, could we talk about this late?"
"You've gotten married," She stated in a quiet voice.
"No! How could you do this to me? It's been only what? 2 years? 2 freaking years Vaughn, how could you do this to me? How could you move on so fast? Forget it, you don't have to answer that, apparently I wasn't worth enough for you to wait for me, you've probably never even loved me, and I'll just be the dear little asset Sydney whom you had a nice little fling with."
Vaughn sprang up from his seat, eyes flashing dangerously, only that little bit of self-control kept him from pouncing on her.
"Don't you ever doubt that Sydney Bristow, don't you ever doubt my love for you ever again, don't you ever doubt this last shred of sanity that I've been hanging onto for the last 2 years. Never ever again." with that, he turned on his heel and walked out of the room.
Sydney braced herself against her seat, she'd never seen Vaughn that upset or angry before, not once. It scared her, but at the same time it provided some comfort. Did this mean he still loved her? She shouldn't be thinking of this, he was married; she shouldn't even allow herself to. Silently, she stood up and walked out of the room.
Tbc…
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Well? How was that for starters? It's my first. I'm not American so please forgive me if I used any weird slang that you might not know*LOL*…Any way tell me if there are any mistakes, and I'd really really appreciate reviews, now I finally know what its like to write and be wanting reviews…btw, if you're wondering why its so short, I just wanna remind you it's a prologue*evil grin*…anyway I shd be updating soon, so cya!
