Rating: PG, but may become PG-13 later on.
Disclaimer: I do not own Alias or any of its characters, I do not own Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and I do not own Spy Kids.
Summary: Syd and Vaughn have a family now, but can they renounce their former lives for good? This fic is loosely based on a couple of themes from Spy Kids, but don't expect to see the kids fighting crime.
Sydney gasped as a pair of arms wrapped tightly around her from behind. She deftly retaliated, spinning around and pinning her attacker to the wall.
"Didn't they train you not to sneak up on an agent?" she said, her tone low and threatening.
"Morning, Sweetheart," said Michael Vaughn, impishly giving her a peck on the lips. Sydney slowly let go and allowed him to pull her closer for a "real" good morning kiss. Seven years and she was still so deeply in love with him she couldn't think straight. Their kiss, which was quickly getting out of control, was interrupted when their 4-year-old daughter, Nina, bounced into the kitchen.
"Morning, Mommy. Hi, Daddy," she said, green eyes sparkling.
"Hey, Honey, why don't you go and wake up your sleepyhead brother?" Vaughn said, turning back to Sydney. "Now, where were we, Mrs. Vaughn?"
Sydney giggled and slipped out of his grasp. She knew she had to stop their fun before it went any further. "Vaughn, I've got to get the kids breakfast and you're going to be late for work," she said as she swatted his hands away and headed to the refrigerator.
"Yes, Ma'am. But, we're not finished…" he implied, letting his voice trail off suggestively and giving her a wink.
"Of course not," she laughed. I How can he be so sexy all the time? /I she wondered as Nina walked into the kitchen, followed by 6-year-old Danny. "Hey kiddos, breakfast is on the table. Eat quickly, because we're already running late."
"Okay Mama," they replied as Sydney kissed Nina and ruffled Danny's hair.
Sydney watched her two children in awe. She could never get over the miracle of them. They were so beautiful. Her little Nina, with chin- length blonde hair looked just like Vaughn and acted like him, too: always calm and levelheaded. And Danny. Sydney still couldn't believe that Vaughn had suggested they name him Daniel, after her first fiance, Danny, who had been killed by SD-6. Danny looked exactly like her, with brown hair that hung in his dark brown eyes. Danny was so smart and a bit too mischievous. Eight years ago, Sydney would never have dreamed she would have children; she never even saw them as a possibility. But Vaughn had made it all possible; he seemed to know her wants and needs before she even realized them. As her thoughts shifted to Vaughn, Sydney glanced at him across the table. He was eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch and was deep in a discussion of hockey with Danny. From the look in his eyes, she could tell how much he loved their children. For what seemed like the millionth time, she thanked God that Michael Vaughn had came into her life; she shuddered to think of her life without him or Danny and Nina. Vaughn caught her staring and nudged her foot with his, bringing her out of her reverie. She grinned at him and mouthed, "I love you," before getting up to help Nina wash her hands.
"Syd, I got to go," he said, lightly kissing her and smoothing her hair. "I'll see you this evening and I'll bring home Chinese. Oh, and don't forget, we have an affair to settle tonight," he whispered.
"You bet," she whispered back.
"Okay, guys, I'll see you later. Have a good day at school and don't get into too much trouble," he said, kissing Danny and Nina.
After Vaughn left, Sydney took the kids to school and returned home. The big house felt so empty without her family. After she and Vaughn moved to New England, she made a career out of writing espionage suspense novels, and while her work was widely successful, she sensed the need for a change. When Danny and Nina were born, she wanted to be at home as much as possible; she was determined to be a better parent than either of hers had been. But now Danny and Nina were both in school, and didn't need her as much as before. When she could barely find time to write, stories poured out of her faster than she could type; now that she had free time, she found herself suffering from writer's block and watching TV all day.
I Yes, /I she confirmed, I it's definitely time for a change. /I But what could she do? Her only real job had been as a double agent, so she had no idea what field would suit her. Sure, she had her literature degree, but did she really want to teach? Sydney decided to keep considering her options and maybe even visit an employment counselor to help her.
That afternoon, Sydney picked up Nina from pre-school. Danny was going home with a friend, so she had the afternoon with her daughter. The minute Nina got into the car, Sydney knew something was wrong. Nina wouldn't meet her gaze, and her green eyes looked like they were about to overflow with tears.
"Nina, baby, what's wrong?" Sydney asked, lifting Nina's chin to make her look at her.
"I did something bad, Mommy," Nina said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Okay, Honey, why don't we go to the park and talk about it?" Sydney drove to the park, wondering what could have made her little girl so upset.
When they reached the park, Sydney sat down under a tree with Nina in her lap. "All right, baby, just start at the beginning and tell me what happened."
Nina took a deep breath. "Well, it was recess, and I was playing by the jungle gym. Jason came over and said he was going to kiss me. I said no, but he tried to anyway. So, I…" Nina started crying and Sydney pulled her closer for reassurance. "Well, I kind of hit him…and kicked him…and now he has bruises. I had to sit in time-out, and the teacher sent a note to you and Daddy," with that Nina buried her face in Sydney's chest and cried wholeheartedly.
Sydney was not sure what to do. How could she be mad? A part of her was proud of her little girl; turns out she had her mother's temper after all (and possibly her fighting skills). Sydney knew she couldn't encourage her violent behavior, though.
"Well, it sound like you had a rough day, huh? Okay, Sweetie, I'm not angry with you, and I am proud of you for standing up for yourself, but the next time someone messes with you, go and tell a teacher, or me and Daddy, okay?" Nina nodded. "If, and only if, there's no adults around, and you really could get hurt, then you may fight. But don't start fights." Sydney was unsure if she had explained that right, but she hoped so. She didn't want her little girl not to defend herself, but she also didn't want a bunch of angry parents with hurt children calling her. She continued, "You seem to pack quite a punch, Nina. Maybe we should sign you up for karate."
Nina instantly brightened. "Could we, Mama?"
"Sure. I'll talk to Daddy about it. Now let's go get some ice cream!" she said, and swung Nina onto her back. She couldn't wait to tell Vaughn about their little fighter.
A/N: Thank you for reading! I know this was kind of fluffy and very shipper-y, but please continue. After the first two chapters, the adventure part will start to come in. Also, I know I didn't really explain how Sydney and Vaughn got to this stage of their lives, but I'm considering doing a prequel, so I thought I'd leave it hanging. Please review, whether you like it or not. All I ask is that you do not flame…if you dislike my fic, then please give me some constructive criticism. Emma
Disclaimer: I do not own Alias or any of its characters, I do not own Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and I do not own Spy Kids.
Summary: Syd and Vaughn have a family now, but can they renounce their former lives for good? This fic is loosely based on a couple of themes from Spy Kids, but don't expect to see the kids fighting crime.
Sydney gasped as a pair of arms wrapped tightly around her from behind. She deftly retaliated, spinning around and pinning her attacker to the wall.
"Didn't they train you not to sneak up on an agent?" she said, her tone low and threatening.
"Morning, Sweetheart," said Michael Vaughn, impishly giving her a peck on the lips. Sydney slowly let go and allowed him to pull her closer for a "real" good morning kiss. Seven years and she was still so deeply in love with him she couldn't think straight. Their kiss, which was quickly getting out of control, was interrupted when their 4-year-old daughter, Nina, bounced into the kitchen.
"Morning, Mommy. Hi, Daddy," she said, green eyes sparkling.
"Hey, Honey, why don't you go and wake up your sleepyhead brother?" Vaughn said, turning back to Sydney. "Now, where were we, Mrs. Vaughn?"
Sydney giggled and slipped out of his grasp. She knew she had to stop their fun before it went any further. "Vaughn, I've got to get the kids breakfast and you're going to be late for work," she said as she swatted his hands away and headed to the refrigerator.
"Yes, Ma'am. But, we're not finished…" he implied, letting his voice trail off suggestively and giving her a wink.
"Of course not," she laughed. I How can he be so sexy all the time? /I she wondered as Nina walked into the kitchen, followed by 6-year-old Danny. "Hey kiddos, breakfast is on the table. Eat quickly, because we're already running late."
"Okay Mama," they replied as Sydney kissed Nina and ruffled Danny's hair.
Sydney watched her two children in awe. She could never get over the miracle of them. They were so beautiful. Her little Nina, with chin- length blonde hair looked just like Vaughn and acted like him, too: always calm and levelheaded. And Danny. Sydney still couldn't believe that Vaughn had suggested they name him Daniel, after her first fiance, Danny, who had been killed by SD-6. Danny looked exactly like her, with brown hair that hung in his dark brown eyes. Danny was so smart and a bit too mischievous. Eight years ago, Sydney would never have dreamed she would have children; she never even saw them as a possibility. But Vaughn had made it all possible; he seemed to know her wants and needs before she even realized them. As her thoughts shifted to Vaughn, Sydney glanced at him across the table. He was eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch and was deep in a discussion of hockey with Danny. From the look in his eyes, she could tell how much he loved their children. For what seemed like the millionth time, she thanked God that Michael Vaughn had came into her life; she shuddered to think of her life without him or Danny and Nina. Vaughn caught her staring and nudged her foot with his, bringing her out of her reverie. She grinned at him and mouthed, "I love you," before getting up to help Nina wash her hands.
"Syd, I got to go," he said, lightly kissing her and smoothing her hair. "I'll see you this evening and I'll bring home Chinese. Oh, and don't forget, we have an affair to settle tonight," he whispered.
"You bet," she whispered back.
"Okay, guys, I'll see you later. Have a good day at school and don't get into too much trouble," he said, kissing Danny and Nina.
After Vaughn left, Sydney took the kids to school and returned home. The big house felt so empty without her family. After she and Vaughn moved to New England, she made a career out of writing espionage suspense novels, and while her work was widely successful, she sensed the need for a change. When Danny and Nina were born, she wanted to be at home as much as possible; she was determined to be a better parent than either of hers had been. But now Danny and Nina were both in school, and didn't need her as much as before. When she could barely find time to write, stories poured out of her faster than she could type; now that she had free time, she found herself suffering from writer's block and watching TV all day.
I Yes, /I she confirmed, I it's definitely time for a change. /I But what could she do? Her only real job had been as a double agent, so she had no idea what field would suit her. Sure, she had her literature degree, but did she really want to teach? Sydney decided to keep considering her options and maybe even visit an employment counselor to help her.
That afternoon, Sydney picked up Nina from pre-school. Danny was going home with a friend, so she had the afternoon with her daughter. The minute Nina got into the car, Sydney knew something was wrong. Nina wouldn't meet her gaze, and her green eyes looked like they were about to overflow with tears.
"Nina, baby, what's wrong?" Sydney asked, lifting Nina's chin to make her look at her.
"I did something bad, Mommy," Nina said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Okay, Honey, why don't we go to the park and talk about it?" Sydney drove to the park, wondering what could have made her little girl so upset.
When they reached the park, Sydney sat down under a tree with Nina in her lap. "All right, baby, just start at the beginning and tell me what happened."
Nina took a deep breath. "Well, it was recess, and I was playing by the jungle gym. Jason came over and said he was going to kiss me. I said no, but he tried to anyway. So, I…" Nina started crying and Sydney pulled her closer for reassurance. "Well, I kind of hit him…and kicked him…and now he has bruises. I had to sit in time-out, and the teacher sent a note to you and Daddy," with that Nina buried her face in Sydney's chest and cried wholeheartedly.
Sydney was not sure what to do. How could she be mad? A part of her was proud of her little girl; turns out she had her mother's temper after all (and possibly her fighting skills). Sydney knew she couldn't encourage her violent behavior, though.
"Well, it sound like you had a rough day, huh? Okay, Sweetie, I'm not angry with you, and I am proud of you for standing up for yourself, but the next time someone messes with you, go and tell a teacher, or me and Daddy, okay?" Nina nodded. "If, and only if, there's no adults around, and you really could get hurt, then you may fight. But don't start fights." Sydney was unsure if she had explained that right, but she hoped so. She didn't want her little girl not to defend herself, but she also didn't want a bunch of angry parents with hurt children calling her. She continued, "You seem to pack quite a punch, Nina. Maybe we should sign you up for karate."
Nina instantly brightened. "Could we, Mama?"
"Sure. I'll talk to Daddy about it. Now let's go get some ice cream!" she said, and swung Nina onto her back. She couldn't wait to tell Vaughn about their little fighter.
A/N: Thank you for reading! I know this was kind of fluffy and very shipper-y, but please continue. After the first two chapters, the adventure part will start to come in. Also, I know I didn't really explain how Sydney and Vaughn got to this stage of their lives, but I'm considering doing a prequel, so I thought I'd leave it hanging. Please review, whether you like it or not. All I ask is that you do not flame…if you dislike my fic, then please give me some constructive criticism. Emma
