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She slipped in between them on the way to the bathroom, turning her body towards Vaughn and very lightly brushing her lips against his, an action that to the average person would seem like a slight error in the judgment of the space. This was no error. His body seized as her body kissed him with the lightness of a breeze. Soon she was walking away with an extra sway to her hips, just for him, which reminded him of all the times she played the seductress and just how convincing she could be. He wished they were still in bed.
When she awoke that morning her head resting on the clean, white pillow with a peace that had not existed in so long she stole a glance at Michael. Michael, she would never get used to this. The thrill and excitement of their relationship filled her mind and spread throughout her body as the beating of her heart quickened. He was still asleep and she left him that way as she went out for a run. She had never run this quickly; it was like her feet were barely touching the ground as it danced under her. Once she had made her way back to the apartment and consumed the obligatory cup of coffee she hopped into the shower, knowing that work would come later that morning. She was just starting to run the soap over her body when that familiar face slipped in and kissed her neck. She lazily turned around, her body pressed against his, and kissed him deeply, and the longing that was present last night was still there something which she was grateful for.
The day at the office seemed incessant, but she kept going back to the memory of that morning and the solace that it would be repeated that night. She stepped into the briefing somewhat wary, not knowing what to expect and took her seat beside her father. "Hello, Sydney," he said in such a dry voice that hid all the emotions that raced inside him. "Hi, Daddy," she replied. "Do we know what this meeting is about yet?" "No, but I am sure that we will find out soon. You really do have to stop being so impatient." he stated, but she was no longer paying attention. Michael had just entered the room and they were too busy stealing torrid glances to notice anyone around them. But soon Agent Kendall started to speak in his always monotonous and never welcomed tone. "As you all know we recently raided all the alliance offices and in them we discovered many pieces of the Rambaldi mystery. Remember people this is still a priority," he droned. "We have just found out that Kashir Majot is meeting Mr. Sark in a market place in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. We want to know what they are meeting about and if they want something, we want it to." He slides folders to Jack, Sydney, and Vaughn. "Agents Bristow and Vaughn, you will be going in as a young engaged coupled. Jack, you will be monitoring this, but going in separately. Sydney and Vaughn you will have two attached rooms that people think are one with Jack staying on the floor above you. Is this clear? Your plane leaves at 9 pm. You are dismissed."
"Sydney," Vaughn yelled as she spun around in the hall to face him. "Can I pick you up at 7?" "Better make it 6:15, just in case," she replied, a smile creeping across his face. "6:15 it is," he said, trying not to make his excitement too obvious, though, despite his valiant attempts, she could see exactly what he was feeling.
Sydney and Vaughn were in his car on the way to the airport and she just smiled, no matter how hard she tried she could not make her lips cover her teeth and she laughed. He glanced over and saw her bright smile and smiled too, so giddy that it would be no stretch to pretend like they were fiancées deeply in love because, with the exception of being fiancées, everything else is true. As they are getting their bags out of the car Vaughn takes a small box out of his pocket. "Syd," he says, clearly unsure of his words. "Yes, Michael," she replies, without glancing up, just pulling the bags out of the car. "I have something I want to give you. It was my grandmothers. I thought that it would be perfect for the mission, and for you. You do need an engagement ring, so I just thought." he stuttered. "Oh Michael, it's beautiful," she said and he let out a sigh of relief. He slipped the ring onto her finger. "It looks good there you know, maybe you should keep it there," he implied but then realized what he was saying. "I mean if you want you can keep the ring." He tried to recover. Sydney just smiled and glanced down at her hand with the beautiful sapphire ring. "It does look perfect," she said and they both just smiled. The plane ride was tedious, but they passed the time stealing kisses, much to the dismay of the passenger sitting beside them, a very annoyed old woman, whose only approval came from the ring on Sydney's finger, if only she knew that it did not mean marriage. They fell asleep, Sydney's head resting on Michael's chest and his arms wrapped tightly around her with his chin resting on her head. When she awoke they were just two hours from Addis Ababa. She wished that she could review the case specs but the hawk eyed woman next to them would never allow it, so instead she kissed Michael, waking him up with the warm touch of her lips. He smiled knowing that all her kisses were now only for him and he planned to keep it that way. After navigating the corridors of the airport with something that could in no way be called ease they picked up their bags and went outside to get their car. They got into the back seat and Sydney gave Vaughn a kiss and snuggled into his chest when the black divider scrolled down. "Already getting into the role, I see," Jack said in a voice that did not sound pleased as he stared pointedly at Vaughn. "We are going to the hotel were you two can go to your rooms and get settled. The meeting is scheduled for tomorrow, but we just got intel that Majot is holding a party tonight and you two are to go and sneak into his office to download whatever information is on his computer." And with that Jack rolled the divider back up and Vaughn and Sydney, who had quickly separated when the divider was taken down, inched back together until his arm was around her and she had her head on his chest.
She slipped in between them on the way to the bathroom, turning her body towards Vaughn and very lightly brushing her lips against his, an action that to the average person would seem like a slight error in the judgment of the space. This was no error. His body seized as her body kissed him with the lightness of a breeze. Soon she was walking away with an extra sway to her hips, just for him, which reminded him of all the times she played the seductress and just how convincing she could be. He wished they were still in bed.
When she awoke that morning her head resting on the clean, white pillow with a peace that had not existed in so long she stole a glance at Michael. Michael, she would never get used to this. The thrill and excitement of their relationship filled her mind and spread throughout her body as the beating of her heart quickened. He was still asleep and she left him that way as she went out for a run. She had never run this quickly; it was like her feet were barely touching the ground as it danced under her. Once she had made her way back to the apartment and consumed the obligatory cup of coffee she hopped into the shower, knowing that work would come later that morning. She was just starting to run the soap over her body when that familiar face slipped in and kissed her neck. She lazily turned around, her body pressed against his, and kissed him deeply, and the longing that was present last night was still there something which she was grateful for.
The day at the office seemed incessant, but she kept going back to the memory of that morning and the solace that it would be repeated that night. She stepped into the briefing somewhat wary, not knowing what to expect and took her seat beside her father. "Hello, Sydney," he said in such a dry voice that hid all the emotions that raced inside him. "Hi, Daddy," she replied. "Do we know what this meeting is about yet?" "No, but I am sure that we will find out soon. You really do have to stop being so impatient." he stated, but she was no longer paying attention. Michael had just entered the room and they were too busy stealing torrid glances to notice anyone around them. But soon Agent Kendall started to speak in his always monotonous and never welcomed tone. "As you all know we recently raided all the alliance offices and in them we discovered many pieces of the Rambaldi mystery. Remember people this is still a priority," he droned. "We have just found out that Kashir Majot is meeting Mr. Sark in a market place in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. We want to know what they are meeting about and if they want something, we want it to." He slides folders to Jack, Sydney, and Vaughn. "Agents Bristow and Vaughn, you will be going in as a young engaged coupled. Jack, you will be monitoring this, but going in separately. Sydney and Vaughn you will have two attached rooms that people think are one with Jack staying on the floor above you. Is this clear? Your plane leaves at 9 pm. You are dismissed."
"Sydney," Vaughn yelled as she spun around in the hall to face him. "Can I pick you up at 7?" "Better make it 6:15, just in case," she replied, a smile creeping across his face. "6:15 it is," he said, trying not to make his excitement too obvious, though, despite his valiant attempts, she could see exactly what he was feeling.
Sydney and Vaughn were in his car on the way to the airport and she just smiled, no matter how hard she tried she could not make her lips cover her teeth and she laughed. He glanced over and saw her bright smile and smiled too, so giddy that it would be no stretch to pretend like they were fiancées deeply in love because, with the exception of being fiancées, everything else is true. As they are getting their bags out of the car Vaughn takes a small box out of his pocket. "Syd," he says, clearly unsure of his words. "Yes, Michael," she replies, without glancing up, just pulling the bags out of the car. "I have something I want to give you. It was my grandmothers. I thought that it would be perfect for the mission, and for you. You do need an engagement ring, so I just thought." he stuttered. "Oh Michael, it's beautiful," she said and he let out a sigh of relief. He slipped the ring onto her finger. "It looks good there you know, maybe you should keep it there," he implied but then realized what he was saying. "I mean if you want you can keep the ring." He tried to recover. Sydney just smiled and glanced down at her hand with the beautiful sapphire ring. "It does look perfect," she said and they both just smiled. The plane ride was tedious, but they passed the time stealing kisses, much to the dismay of the passenger sitting beside them, a very annoyed old woman, whose only approval came from the ring on Sydney's finger, if only she knew that it did not mean marriage. They fell asleep, Sydney's head resting on Michael's chest and his arms wrapped tightly around her with his chin resting on her head. When she awoke they were just two hours from Addis Ababa. She wished that she could review the case specs but the hawk eyed woman next to them would never allow it, so instead she kissed Michael, waking him up with the warm touch of her lips. He smiled knowing that all her kisses were now only for him and he planned to keep it that way. After navigating the corridors of the airport with something that could in no way be called ease they picked up their bags and went outside to get their car. They got into the back seat and Sydney gave Vaughn a kiss and snuggled into his chest when the black divider scrolled down. "Already getting into the role, I see," Jack said in a voice that did not sound pleased as he stared pointedly at Vaughn. "We are going to the hotel were you two can go to your rooms and get settled. The meeting is scheduled for tomorrow, but we just got intel that Majot is holding a party tonight and you two are to go and sneak into his office to download whatever information is on his computer." And with that Jack rolled the divider back up and Vaughn and Sydney, who had quickly separated when the divider was taken down, inched back together until his arm was around her and she had her head on his chest.