Title: CRUZ
By;mystic_blue17
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: Sydney decides it time to leave and it has repercussions .....
Discalimer:I don't own anything and im making no profit from this.
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'Today is the worst day ever.' thought Sydney. 'Not only did I stay at ops three hours later today. But today three years ago I had a fight with Allison. I physically hate today'
She stepped into her living room, which didn't in fact looked like it was lived in. There was barely and personal touches except the photograph of Jack and Sydney about twenty years ago. Her apartment looked like an interior decorator just finished with it. The room was decorated nicely but it was unnaturally clean. Like it was a model house on display.
'How easy would it be to pack up and leave the misguided attempt at a life?' she thought as she settled down on her couch. 'There are five people who care about me tops. I mean the real me. Not Sydney the spy. Not Sydney the fighter, just Sydney the girl. Her father was almost obligated as a parent to care about her. Eric was Sydney ex-boyfriend's best friend. He was just looking out for her. Marshall was probably the purest caring Sydney had. But Marshal was having a family. And then it got tricky those three people seemed to care about her a good majority of the time. But Dixon was hot and cold. I can hardly see the man I worked with in SD-6.'
'And Vaughn was on a league of his own. I know that we are still...us. I mean for months we were against protocol. Then for a couple of months we were blissfully happy. Well as happy you could be in the spy business. And *bam* back to longing glances and that stupid invisible wall was back again. That stupid invisible wall that was keeping us apart. At first that wall was SD-6 and protocol. But now it is so much smaller and at the same time so much bigger. A band of gold is separating me from Vaughn. And the more I watch him and see him with her and see him talking about her. I realize that he loves her.
HE actually loves her. It's not some secret plot or some ploy to destroy everything in my life. He didn't marry her for information about something. Maybe they weren't star-crossed lovers or the perfect story for why you don't get attached to your handler like Vaughn and myself. But they have real feelings of love. And I wish I was wrong but their relationship wasn't one sided. Vaughn loves Lauren. I still can't believe it sometimes.
And the worst part about the whole thing was that I couldn't imagine being with anyone else anymore. Vaughn was my second chance. Danny was my first chance but of course I screwed that up. Maybe destiny and fate were nice enough to give me a second chance. I probably would have spent the rest of my life with Danny. If lady luck was nice enough to give me a second chance it would have been Michael. And now they are giving Vaughn a second chance in Lauren. And I just can't change the fact that he is married.
But back in the beginning of our experiences together, Michael Vaughn was my angel, pure and simple. He kept me sane. And I swear there was a time while I was on a mission or SD-6 or I was at home after I had to make up a lie to Francie and Will that I would consider the fact I could stop breathing. But I would get a phone call or just get some kind of thing from Vaughn. Sometime it was looking and my *new* beeper and sometimes it would be a glance at a hockey game from the TV. And the thought of him would set me on track. Some times it wasn't even the fact that if it was Vaughn. It was what he stood for. He was true to his country. He believed in making a difference in the world. And that was what got me through the day, that could make a difference.'
Sydney found herself standing up and walking to her bedroom. She began to pack clothes and anything else that she wanted to keep. Well at least the things she could stand to look at. When she was done she had packed everything she wanted to keep and it fit into two duffel bags.
'How sad for me.' She thought.
So she brought them both out to the car. She drove to a real bank and emptied out her accounts.
'By the time they notice my bank activities, I will have been long gone.' she thought. She checked her watch 'Seven o'clock...hmmm...I think that the car dealer should still be open.'
Sydney took out the GPS tracker off her car she had found months ago and attached it onto another car. Sydney went to the car dealer and sold her car. She got the first car she could get. And by 8:10 she had a new car and was already on her way.
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Her first destination was Santa Barbara. She rented a room in a decent business hotel and she slept for a couple hours. When she woke up, it was about eleven thirty. So she got dresses and got out of the hotel room. And she went to the nearest salon and had a new disguise on. When she was done there she had dirty blond hair.
'One more thing then I'm done. I'm gone for this life and I'm free from everything.' she thought
Sydney stepped into a random drug store and headed straight towards the post cards. She picked up the first one she liked. It was a photo of the beach with the restaurant in the background. She paid and left the store. She went into her room and filled it out. Barely even twenty words.. And I hopefully it would be enough for now. But I know and he knows it will never be enough.
To Vaughn. I'm safe and I'm sorry it had to be this way. I'm moving on.
No signature nothing they would know it was her anyways.
'This is it. Goodbye to that life.'
Sydney slipped the postcard into the mail chute and walked away. And that was it. She walked away from the people and anything that would have to do with the life of Sydney Bristow.
She left Santa Barbara that day and kept driving till she couldn't drive anymore. And it was then that she found out what she would have known all along.
Sydney Ann Bristow was a survivor.
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Cruz by Christina Aguilera
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
Slowly drifting into a peaceful breeze
Tongue tied and twisted are my memories
Celebrating a fantasy come true
Packing all my bags, finally on the move
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
As I'm driving I'm captured by the view
So much beauty the road become my muse
The heat is rising and my hands surfs through the wind
Cool calm collected is the child that lies within see
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
But somehow I miss it, I think ill really miss it one day
I turn up the radio and I feel like I've never felt before
Turn down the memories of yesteryears and broken dreams I bring
Finally free
Slowly drifting into the peaceful breeze
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
But somehow I miss it, I think ill really miss it
one day
A/n: this is it...my first ever.... this can have a sequel or it can become a series....whatever u people want more. Thanks for reading...bye..
By;mystic_blue17
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: Sydney decides it time to leave and it has repercussions .....
Discalimer:I don't own anything and im making no profit from this.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'Today is the worst day ever.' thought Sydney. 'Not only did I stay at ops three hours later today. But today three years ago I had a fight with Allison. I physically hate today'
She stepped into her living room, which didn't in fact looked like it was lived in. There was barely and personal touches except the photograph of Jack and Sydney about twenty years ago. Her apartment looked like an interior decorator just finished with it. The room was decorated nicely but it was unnaturally clean. Like it was a model house on display.
'How easy would it be to pack up and leave the misguided attempt at a life?' she thought as she settled down on her couch. 'There are five people who care about me tops. I mean the real me. Not Sydney the spy. Not Sydney the fighter, just Sydney the girl. Her father was almost obligated as a parent to care about her. Eric was Sydney ex-boyfriend's best friend. He was just looking out for her. Marshall was probably the purest caring Sydney had. But Marshal was having a family. And then it got tricky those three people seemed to care about her a good majority of the time. But Dixon was hot and cold. I can hardly see the man I worked with in SD-6.'
'And Vaughn was on a league of his own. I know that we are still...us. I mean for months we were against protocol. Then for a couple of months we were blissfully happy. Well as happy you could be in the spy business. And *bam* back to longing glances and that stupid invisible wall was back again. That stupid invisible wall that was keeping us apart. At first that wall was SD-6 and protocol. But now it is so much smaller and at the same time so much bigger. A band of gold is separating me from Vaughn. And the more I watch him and see him with her and see him talking about her. I realize that he loves her.
HE actually loves her. It's not some secret plot or some ploy to destroy everything in my life. He didn't marry her for information about something. Maybe they weren't star-crossed lovers or the perfect story for why you don't get attached to your handler like Vaughn and myself. But they have real feelings of love. And I wish I was wrong but their relationship wasn't one sided. Vaughn loves Lauren. I still can't believe it sometimes.
And the worst part about the whole thing was that I couldn't imagine being with anyone else anymore. Vaughn was my second chance. Danny was my first chance but of course I screwed that up. Maybe destiny and fate were nice enough to give me a second chance. I probably would have spent the rest of my life with Danny. If lady luck was nice enough to give me a second chance it would have been Michael. And now they are giving Vaughn a second chance in Lauren. And I just can't change the fact that he is married.
But back in the beginning of our experiences together, Michael Vaughn was my angel, pure and simple. He kept me sane. And I swear there was a time while I was on a mission or SD-6 or I was at home after I had to make up a lie to Francie and Will that I would consider the fact I could stop breathing. But I would get a phone call or just get some kind of thing from Vaughn. Sometime it was looking and my *new* beeper and sometimes it would be a glance at a hockey game from the TV. And the thought of him would set me on track. Some times it wasn't even the fact that if it was Vaughn. It was what he stood for. He was true to his country. He believed in making a difference in the world. And that was what got me through the day, that could make a difference.'
Sydney found herself standing up and walking to her bedroom. She began to pack clothes and anything else that she wanted to keep. Well at least the things she could stand to look at. When she was done she had packed everything she wanted to keep and it fit into two duffel bags.
'How sad for me.' She thought.
So she brought them both out to the car. She drove to a real bank and emptied out her accounts.
'By the time they notice my bank activities, I will have been long gone.' she thought. She checked her watch 'Seven o'clock...hmmm...I think that the car dealer should still be open.'
Sydney took out the GPS tracker off her car she had found months ago and attached it onto another car. Sydney went to the car dealer and sold her car. She got the first car she could get. And by 8:10 she had a new car and was already on her way.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Her first destination was Santa Barbara. She rented a room in a decent business hotel and she slept for a couple hours. When she woke up, it was about eleven thirty. So she got dresses and got out of the hotel room. And she went to the nearest salon and had a new disguise on. When she was done there she had dirty blond hair.
'One more thing then I'm done. I'm gone for this life and I'm free from everything.' she thought
Sydney stepped into a random drug store and headed straight towards the post cards. She picked up the first one she liked. It was a photo of the beach with the restaurant in the background. She paid and left the store. She went into her room and filled it out. Barely even twenty words.. And I hopefully it would be enough for now. But I know and he knows it will never be enough.
To Vaughn. I'm safe and I'm sorry it had to be this way. I'm moving on.
No signature nothing they would know it was her anyways.
'This is it. Goodbye to that life.'
Sydney slipped the postcard into the mail chute and walked away. And that was it. She walked away from the people and anything that would have to do with the life of Sydney Bristow.
She left Santa Barbara that day and kept driving till she couldn't drive anymore. And it was then that she found out what she would have known all along.
Sydney Ann Bristow was a survivor.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Cruz by Christina Aguilera
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
Slowly drifting into a peaceful breeze
Tongue tied and twisted are my memories
Celebrating a fantasy come true
Packing all my bags, finally on the move
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
As I'm driving I'm captured by the view
So much beauty the road become my muse
The heat is rising and my hands surfs through the wind
Cool calm collected is the child that lies within see
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
But somehow I miss it, I think ill really miss it one day
I turn up the radio and I feel like I've never felt before
Turn down the memories of yesteryears and broken dreams I bring
Finally free
Slowly drifting into the peaceful breeze
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
I'm leaving today
Livin' it, leaving it to change
But somehow I miss it, I think ill really miss it
one day
A/n: this is it...my first ever.... this can have a sequel or it can become a series....whatever u people want more. Thanks for reading...bye..