This takes place after 'Truth Takes Time." Something to keep you Alias
addicts occupied until the next new episodes on the 30th. So far away.
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"What does it mean, Syd?" Michael asked, his vioce struck with fear and paranoia.
"I don't know." Sydney paused. "Truth takes time. Everything takes time Michael. Taking down Sloane, Sark and Derevko. It will all take time and we both know that. We will take time." She smiled at him.
"I know Sydney. We're going to have to tell Kendall and Devlin about this, especially Jack."
"I know. Tomorrow, Michael, tomorrow."
"Alright, but I am going to call this in now, just to alert your father." He got up and dialed the number.
"Jack. It's Vaughn. I'm with Sydney and---no, she's fine. Irina Derevko's earings just relayed a message about five minutes ago. 'Truth takes time.' We wil bring the earlings in tomorrow for analyis, but we thought we'd give you a heads up. Have a nice night. Okay. Thanks." Vaughn's face lit up as he hung up. "I think your father actually cracked a joke. Maybe it wasn't meant to be funny but---anyway, he said, "Have fun tonight."
"Don't worry. It's kind of funny. From a man-man point of view." He laughed at Sydeny's opinion. "Hey. Don't laugh." Sydney pushed him away and watched as he flinched in pain. He grasped his wound and his breathing became staggering. "Vaughn!" She became really frightened, watching the love of her life in pain. "Oh, Vaughn. Are you alright? I didn't mean---"
"Sydney. It's alright. You didn't know. I'm fine." Vaughn tried to calm her.
"No Vaughn. It's not alright. You mean everything to me. When you were shot, I thought you were dead, or were dying. I don't know what I would do without you."
"What about Francie, and Will and your father?" Vaughn stroked Sydney's hair as he spoke.
"I can't tell my father everything. Fran just hasn't been herself and Will, well Will isn't you."
"I love you, and you know that right?" He embraced her in his arms. He let her slip out of his grip and he reached for something on the nightstand. "I know for sure that you feel the same way, so here." He gave her the same envelope he had at the office a few daysw earlier. "I want you to move in, but if you don't, I still want you to have it, so you can visit whenever you want."
"Oh course I want to move in with you. It's the next best thing to marriage right." Sydney winked at him and kissed him good night.
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"What does it mean, Syd?" Michael asked, his vioce struck with fear and paranoia.
"I don't know." Sydney paused. "Truth takes time. Everything takes time Michael. Taking down Sloane, Sark and Derevko. It will all take time and we both know that. We will take time." She smiled at him.
"I know Sydney. We're going to have to tell Kendall and Devlin about this, especially Jack."
"I know. Tomorrow, Michael, tomorrow."
"Alright, but I am going to call this in now, just to alert your father." He got up and dialed the number.
"Jack. It's Vaughn. I'm with Sydney and---no, she's fine. Irina Derevko's earings just relayed a message about five minutes ago. 'Truth takes time.' We wil bring the earlings in tomorrow for analyis, but we thought we'd give you a heads up. Have a nice night. Okay. Thanks." Vaughn's face lit up as he hung up. "I think your father actually cracked a joke. Maybe it wasn't meant to be funny but---anyway, he said, "Have fun tonight."
"Don't worry. It's kind of funny. From a man-man point of view." He laughed at Sydeny's opinion. "Hey. Don't laugh." Sydney pushed him away and watched as he flinched in pain. He grasped his wound and his breathing became staggering. "Vaughn!" She became really frightened, watching the love of her life in pain. "Oh, Vaughn. Are you alright? I didn't mean---"
"Sydney. It's alright. You didn't know. I'm fine." Vaughn tried to calm her.
"No Vaughn. It's not alright. You mean everything to me. When you were shot, I thought you were dead, or were dying. I don't know what I would do without you."
"What about Francie, and Will and your father?" Vaughn stroked Sydney's hair as he spoke.
"I can't tell my father everything. Fran just hasn't been herself and Will, well Will isn't you."
"I love you, and you know that right?" He embraced her in his arms. He let her slip out of his grip and he reached for something on the nightstand. "I know for sure that you feel the same way, so here." He gave her the same envelope he had at the office a few daysw earlier. "I want you to move in, but if you don't, I still want you to have it, so you can visit whenever you want."
"Oh course I want to move in with you. It's the next best thing to marriage right." Sydney winked at him and kissed him good night.
There you go...want more, review and request!!! Danke....!