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Abrams. The lyrics of The End of the Innocence belong to Don Henley
A Happy Ending
"But 'happyliy ever after' fails, And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales" -The End of the Innocence Don Henley
She opened the front door to her apartment thanking that Francie wasn't up and that she didn't have to listen to her tell her to quit her job. She had just about had the worst day. She had gotten the substance, but a guard had caught her and she was now sore with all this pain.
She was truly just glad to be home. She thought as she went in to her room. She caught a glance of the clock. 2:00 a.m. Only a few more hours and the city of Los Angles would wake up. She looked out her bedroom window and saw the road almost diverged of traffic. She could think of families driving back home from a weekend vacation. A mom and a dad in the front of the car just talking quietly as their children sat in the back of the car sleeping, not having to worry if they were going to be alive tomorrow. She felt ultimately alone.
That was what this life was. Waking up going to a job where your boss is the devil himself, having a meeting with someone your not suppose to know. Going on one mission, but it really is two different ones, give the good guys the right stuff and the bad guys the false. She absolutely hated this job. She was alone in the world, or at least right then she felt like it.
That was the truth and sure she had a good set of friends and stuff, but she wondered when was her happy ending. You know the fairy tale endings. Her idea of a good ending was not ending up dead. She knew that this life was dangerous and she defiantly wasn't going to make the same mistake twice by letting someone in.
Then she thought of Vaughn. She had let him in and that was one day going to be the end of him she thought. She needed him, he kept her sane. He was more than that, so much more. She just didn't want to let him know for his own safety, besides he had someone. Alice. She really hated that name, but it was all for the best she supposed. Sydney Bristow wasn't supposed to have a happy ending. She thought she really needed to get a grip and stop this. She couldn't call him now. She would have, but Alice stood in the way, Protocol stood in the way, the fact that she wasn't supposed to have a happy ending stood in the way.
"Way to blow what ten minutes."
She decided that she would find a way to just accept the way it was, she had before and she would now. The End.
Later.
She was in that same room only a year later. She was sitting on the same bed. She looked out the window and saw the sun come up. She smiled slightly, it was nice. This was nice.
Things had changed she thought. There were no more missions, no more lying, not more Francie telling her to quit her job, she had. Well, sort of anyway more like SD-6 had been taken down. She was a college English Lit. Teacher. It was nice. The freedom, and she wasn't alone, she thought as she looked at her left hand as a diamond ring sparkled in the morning sunlight. She was happy; she wasn't Sydney Bristow who had no happy ending. She was Sydney Vaughn, who did have a happy ending.
"Hey Syd, how was the doctors appointment?" her husband asked her as he took a seat beside her on the bed.
She smiled up at him and said, "It was great." She had a tone that you knew she was hiding something.
"What did the doctor say about your stomach bug, do have a prescription you want to get filled for you?" he asked a little concerned.
"No, it isn't a bug, actually," she paused before speaking again. "I'm pregnant."
"Your, we're.pregnant?!" he asked with a shocked, but excited face.
"Yes," she said smiling. He was speechless, but his actions spoke louder than any words could. He kissed her.
"We're going to be parents," he stated smiling.
She placed his hand on her stomach and said, "Yes."
"I love you."
"I love you, too." She responded. Maybe there were such things as happy endings.
A Happy Ending
A Happy Ending
"But 'happyliy ever after' fails, And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales" -The End of the Innocence Don Henley
She opened the front door to her apartment thanking that Francie wasn't up and that she didn't have to listen to her tell her to quit her job. She had just about had the worst day. She had gotten the substance, but a guard had caught her and she was now sore with all this pain.
She was truly just glad to be home. She thought as she went in to her room. She caught a glance of the clock. 2:00 a.m. Only a few more hours and the city of Los Angles would wake up. She looked out her bedroom window and saw the road almost diverged of traffic. She could think of families driving back home from a weekend vacation. A mom and a dad in the front of the car just talking quietly as their children sat in the back of the car sleeping, not having to worry if they were going to be alive tomorrow. She felt ultimately alone.
That was what this life was. Waking up going to a job where your boss is the devil himself, having a meeting with someone your not suppose to know. Going on one mission, but it really is two different ones, give the good guys the right stuff and the bad guys the false. She absolutely hated this job. She was alone in the world, or at least right then she felt like it.
That was the truth and sure she had a good set of friends and stuff, but she wondered when was her happy ending. You know the fairy tale endings. Her idea of a good ending was not ending up dead. She knew that this life was dangerous and she defiantly wasn't going to make the same mistake twice by letting someone in.
Then she thought of Vaughn. She had let him in and that was one day going to be the end of him she thought. She needed him, he kept her sane. He was more than that, so much more. She just didn't want to let him know for his own safety, besides he had someone. Alice. She really hated that name, but it was all for the best she supposed. Sydney Bristow wasn't supposed to have a happy ending. She thought she really needed to get a grip and stop this. She couldn't call him now. She would have, but Alice stood in the way, Protocol stood in the way, the fact that she wasn't supposed to have a happy ending stood in the way.
"Way to blow what ten minutes."
She decided that she would find a way to just accept the way it was, she had before and she would now. The End.
Later.
She was in that same room only a year later. She was sitting on the same bed. She looked out the window and saw the sun come up. She smiled slightly, it was nice. This was nice.
Things had changed she thought. There were no more missions, no more lying, not more Francie telling her to quit her job, she had. Well, sort of anyway more like SD-6 had been taken down. She was a college English Lit. Teacher. It was nice. The freedom, and she wasn't alone, she thought as she looked at her left hand as a diamond ring sparkled in the morning sunlight. She was happy; she wasn't Sydney Bristow who had no happy ending. She was Sydney Vaughn, who did have a happy ending.
"Hey Syd, how was the doctors appointment?" her husband asked her as he took a seat beside her on the bed.
She smiled up at him and said, "It was great." She had a tone that you knew she was hiding something.
"What did the doctor say about your stomach bug, do have a prescription you want to get filled for you?" he asked a little concerned.
"No, it isn't a bug, actually," she paused before speaking again. "I'm pregnant."
"Your, we're.pregnant?!" he asked with a shocked, but excited face.
"Yes," she said smiling. He was speechless, but his actions spoke louder than any words could. He kissed her.
"We're going to be parents," he stated smiling.
She placed his hand on her stomach and said, "Yes."
"I love you."
"I love you, too." She responded. Maybe there were such things as happy endings.
A Happy Ending