All right. This is another fic of Syd and Vaughn.lol. SD-6 is gone, and
it's been 3 years since Sloane disappeared that day. It's also been three
years since Sydney last saw Vaughn.
This is a little break from "Drowning" - major writer's block on that. Lol.
Chapter 1
Sydney looked at her students who were all bent over their desks trying to finish the test. This was her third year at S. Lewis High School in Michigan. She had wanted to teach elementary school first, but there were no open spaces for her. Instead, she got a job as an AP English teacher for the twelfth graders. Sydney knew it was going to be hard, not just teaching students for the first time, but also pretending to be someone she wasn't.
"Excuse me, Ms. Brown?" a timid voice called from the back of the room.
"Yes Nicole?" Sydney responded.
"How much time is left in the period?"
"Fifteen minutes," Sydney replied, consulting her watch. She never trusted the school clocks.
"Thank you," Nicole said, turning back to her test.
Ms. Brown, Sydney thought. Ms. Lily Brown. That's who I am now. Even though SD-6 was gone, the CIA - mainly Vaughn - had insisted her to go under an alias. Sloane could still be alive, they reasoned with her. He might come after you - and kill you. That was Vaughn. Thinking about Vaughn made her feel sad and empty. They had both decided that it was be best if they didn't communicate any longer. Well, I was the one who said that, she thought. Vaughn was hurt, I could tell - but he agreed.for different reasons, of course. Sydney knew if she let Vaughn get close to her, he would be dead within a year - according to statistics. But Vaughn managed to convince the both of them that Sloane might be aware of their contacts, and track Sydney down through Vaughn - and Vaughn wasn't about to let that happen. So it had been three years and five months and six days since they had last seen and spoken to each other. Sydney had not received any news about Vaughn since then either.
A knock on the door caused everyone to look up. The handsome smiling face of the American History teacher, Patrick James appeared in the side panels.
Sydney groaned but smiled at the same time. He was a great distraction from her thoughts about Vaughn. Although Patrick was not as good-looking at Michael Vaughn, he was charming and friendly. But then again, no one was as good-looking as her ex-handler, she thought remorsefully.
"What are you waiting for Ms. Brown?" the class clown, Jacob Keelson grinned. All the students knew about Ms. Brown and Mr. James' little relationship. And they thought it was "cool."
Sydney rose from her desk and headed towards the door. She closed the door behind her, but managed to keep an eye on Patrick, and another eye on her students.
"What is it?" Sydney whispered. "They're taking a test."
"I can tell," Patrick grinned.
Sydney was disappointed to see the smooth forehead every time Patrick smiled. But she focused on present time.
"Lily.I'm here to ask you out on a date," Patrick started.
"Patrick.you're interrupting -"
"Can you come with me to my parents' house? They're all dying to meet you," he finished.
"Your parents?"
He nodded.
Sydney smiled at a student who passed by at that moment, then turned to look at Patrick. No doubt, there was going to be tons of rumors whirling around school about them today.
"Your parents?" Sydney repeated.
"Yes. We've been dating for almost two years Lily. They want to know who this lady I've become so infatuated with is," Patrick said sweetly.
She blushed. "The period's almost over. Catch me after class."
--
And he did. The second she stepped out her classroom, a pair of hands covered her eyes. Sydney's spy instincts kicked in - she whirled around, breaking free from his grasp, and sighed.
"Patrick, you have to stop doing that," she reprimanded.
"All right. I'm sorry," he responded, draping one arm across her shoulders. He took her books and carried them in the other. If it was Vaughn.would he offer to carry my books? Sydney thought childishly. Yeah, he would. Hell, he could carry me.
"So, what do you think?" Patrick asked, as they walked towards the faculty parking lot.
"About what?" Sydney replied distractedly.
"About dinner with my parents. They're nice people Lily," he said.
"I'm sure they are. When is this dinner?" Sydney asked, taking her books from him.
"Tonight. I know this is last minute, very last minute, but I just found out today too. My mom called me in the morning when I -"
"It's all right Patrick. Is it a formal dinner? At their house?"
"It's kinda formal. They like dressing up for guests. And yes, it's at their house. I could pick you up at around seven," Patrick suggested, pausing by Sydney's car as she fumbled for the key.
"Sure. I'll see you then," she smiled.
"k. Love you," Patrick replied, returning the smile.
"Yeah," Sydney said softly, watching him approach his own vehicle.
-- --------------------------------- so what'd you think? Lol.I'd love to hear your thoughts about this.
There'll be some Vaughn stuff later on. Or maybe in the next chapter. I haven't written it yet. lol
Chapter 1
Sydney looked at her students who were all bent over their desks trying to finish the test. This was her third year at S. Lewis High School in Michigan. She had wanted to teach elementary school first, but there were no open spaces for her. Instead, she got a job as an AP English teacher for the twelfth graders. Sydney knew it was going to be hard, not just teaching students for the first time, but also pretending to be someone she wasn't.
"Excuse me, Ms. Brown?" a timid voice called from the back of the room.
"Yes Nicole?" Sydney responded.
"How much time is left in the period?"
"Fifteen minutes," Sydney replied, consulting her watch. She never trusted the school clocks.
"Thank you," Nicole said, turning back to her test.
Ms. Brown, Sydney thought. Ms. Lily Brown. That's who I am now. Even though SD-6 was gone, the CIA - mainly Vaughn - had insisted her to go under an alias. Sloane could still be alive, they reasoned with her. He might come after you - and kill you. That was Vaughn. Thinking about Vaughn made her feel sad and empty. They had both decided that it was be best if they didn't communicate any longer. Well, I was the one who said that, she thought. Vaughn was hurt, I could tell - but he agreed.for different reasons, of course. Sydney knew if she let Vaughn get close to her, he would be dead within a year - according to statistics. But Vaughn managed to convince the both of them that Sloane might be aware of their contacts, and track Sydney down through Vaughn - and Vaughn wasn't about to let that happen. So it had been three years and five months and six days since they had last seen and spoken to each other. Sydney had not received any news about Vaughn since then either.
A knock on the door caused everyone to look up. The handsome smiling face of the American History teacher, Patrick James appeared in the side panels.
Sydney groaned but smiled at the same time. He was a great distraction from her thoughts about Vaughn. Although Patrick was not as good-looking at Michael Vaughn, he was charming and friendly. But then again, no one was as good-looking as her ex-handler, she thought remorsefully.
"What are you waiting for Ms. Brown?" the class clown, Jacob Keelson grinned. All the students knew about Ms. Brown and Mr. James' little relationship. And they thought it was "cool."
Sydney rose from her desk and headed towards the door. She closed the door behind her, but managed to keep an eye on Patrick, and another eye on her students.
"What is it?" Sydney whispered. "They're taking a test."
"I can tell," Patrick grinned.
Sydney was disappointed to see the smooth forehead every time Patrick smiled. But she focused on present time.
"Lily.I'm here to ask you out on a date," Patrick started.
"Patrick.you're interrupting -"
"Can you come with me to my parents' house? They're all dying to meet you," he finished.
"Your parents?"
He nodded.
Sydney smiled at a student who passed by at that moment, then turned to look at Patrick. No doubt, there was going to be tons of rumors whirling around school about them today.
"Your parents?" Sydney repeated.
"Yes. We've been dating for almost two years Lily. They want to know who this lady I've become so infatuated with is," Patrick said sweetly.
She blushed. "The period's almost over. Catch me after class."
--
And he did. The second she stepped out her classroom, a pair of hands covered her eyes. Sydney's spy instincts kicked in - she whirled around, breaking free from his grasp, and sighed.
"Patrick, you have to stop doing that," she reprimanded.
"All right. I'm sorry," he responded, draping one arm across her shoulders. He took her books and carried them in the other. If it was Vaughn.would he offer to carry my books? Sydney thought childishly. Yeah, he would. Hell, he could carry me.
"So, what do you think?" Patrick asked, as they walked towards the faculty parking lot.
"About what?" Sydney replied distractedly.
"About dinner with my parents. They're nice people Lily," he said.
"I'm sure they are. When is this dinner?" Sydney asked, taking her books from him.
"Tonight. I know this is last minute, very last minute, but I just found out today too. My mom called me in the morning when I -"
"It's all right Patrick. Is it a formal dinner? At their house?"
"It's kinda formal. They like dressing up for guests. And yes, it's at their house. I could pick you up at around seven," Patrick suggested, pausing by Sydney's car as she fumbled for the key.
"Sure. I'll see you then," she smiled.
"k. Love you," Patrick replied, returning the smile.
"Yeah," Sydney said softly, watching him approach his own vehicle.
-- --------------------------------- so what'd you think? Lol.I'd love to hear your thoughts about this.
There'll be some Vaughn stuff later on. Or maybe in the next chapter. I haven't written it yet. lol