Two For Two
Title: Two For Two
Author: Lisa (Syd&Mike4eva)
Email: SmilLis18@yahoo.com
Timeline: Takes place right where "The Telling" ends
Spoilers: Based on spoilers for season 3, mainly what might have happened to Sydney while she was missing. Also, it uses Vaughn's wife's name.
Rating: PG-13 for some language and just to be safe.
Ship: S/V, V/L, W/other, J/I
Disclaimer: If I owned Alias, or Jennifer Garner, or Michael Vartan, or anything else related to the show, then the season would of ended with Sydney and Vaughn in Santa Barbara finally saying I Love You to each other. But since it didn't end like that, then I don't own any of that.
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing a fanfic so please review! I just got this idea and it wouldn't get out of my head. It was calling to me to write it. And I haven't seen anyone else take this approach yet, but if you have then I'm sorry. Also, this doesn't have a beta, so forgive me for the mistakes. If you would like to beta it then just let me know. I would appreciate it. And please, please leave reviews, cause if I think no one likes it, then I probably won't write anymore. So here we go.
Author's Note 2: The parts in italics are flashbacks.
Two For Two
Chapter 1: Someone Dies, Someone's Found
Vaughn's POV- Rome
She's dead. I can't believe that she is dead. I would be the first to admit that our relationship wasn't the greatest, but it was starting to get better. We were on our honeymoon. Everything was supposed to start looking up for us. But now she's gone. I am all alone again, for the second time.
"Lauren's dead."
It's the first time that I have ever said it aloud and it sounded so bitter on my tongue. If I could not have my happy ending with Sydney, then I was hoping I could with Lauren. But no, now I am two for two.
Instead of flying back to Los Angeles with Lauren, I am alone and I feel so guilty.
"Michael, my friend Sara told me about this awesome restaurant here. She says that the food is great and it is so romantic."
"Well, what it this great place called?"
"Trattoria d'Nardi honey."
s***. Did she really say that? I had made a promise to myself a long time ago that I would never eat there unless Sydney was with me. And why did she have to call me honey. Sydney used to call me that.
"Are you crazy? There is no way in hell that I am eating there!"
"It's Sydney isn't it? She now has a hold on you there too. You refuse to go to the pier, you won't play hockey or go skating anymore, among other things. And now, you won't go to Trattoria d'Nardi."
"Lauren, that's not true."
"Don't lie to me! Lets just go and get a pizza somewhere."
Then she stalked out the door leaving me to follow behind her. When we got to the lobby, I realized that I had left my wallet upstairs in the room.
"s***! I left my wallet upstairs. I will be right back."
"Fine."
As I walked through the lobby on the way to the elevators, I heard a single shot ring out. As I looked around, I see Lauren fall to the ground dead. A bullet straight through her heart. Straight through my heart.
Now I am headed back to Los Angeles to find out who murdered my wife. Who stole my life from me again?
Sydney's POV- Hong Kong
Where am I? How did I get here? It looks like I am in Hong Kong, but that is impossible. Just a little while ago, I was fighting with Francie. No, not Francie, Alison. I wonder if the real Francie is all right. Deep down in my heart, I know that is not true though.
But Will. What about him? Oh god, he was in the bathtub. Just like Danny.
Oh no, what about Vaughn? Did they get to him too? I bet he is worried sick right now. We are supposed to be in Santa Barbara right now. Our first vacation together.
Oh good, there is a phone. I can call base ops. Hopefully, they will know what has happened to me.
A woman answers. "Dispatch"
"This is officer 2300844, calling for connection. Confirmation- looking glass."
"Stand by."
"This is Kendall."
Oh great. Of all the people in the world it had to be him didn't it? He probably likes that I have no clue what happened to me. It has kept me away from Vaughn for a few hours.
"I just woke up in Hong Kong. I don't know how long I've been here or how I got here."
What's going on? Why isn't he saying anything? It is not like Kendall to be speechless. He always has something to say.
"Hello?"
"Get to our safe house in Chwing Chausse Way as soon as possible. Do you remember how to get there?"
What's going on? Why wouldn't I remember how to get there?
"Of course I do."
"I'll make sure they are expecting you."
"Ok."
Hopefully, when I get there, someone can give me some answers.
Vaughn's POV- JTF facility
I can't believe it. She's alive. But how? The CIA ran every test known to man on that corpse and it came back that it was her. But now, sitting here staring at the TV screen I know that she's alive.
But what has happened to her? She is not the person that I once knew at all. She has killed. In cold blood. This just can not be her.
Oh god, here comes Kendall. Now my day is even worse. I didn't think that could even be possible.
"Agent Vaughn, Agent Bristow has just contacted us. She is in Hong Kong right now. I know that this is a difficult time for you, but you must go see her. With Jack gone, you are the only one that can tell if it is really her."
"But sir..."
"No buts. She is at our safe house in Chwing Chausse Way right now. The owner of the safehouse will have three questions that she will have to answer. The answers will be provided to you if you don't already know them."
"But sir, is this even safe? You saw the tape. That was not the real Sydney on that tape."
"Agent Weiss will be heading up a team to provide backup. You will be given a button to place in your pocket. If you feel unsafe at any point in time, then you just press that button and Agent Weiss will lead the team in. All right?"
"Umm... yeah I guess so."
Not! Why do I have to do this. It can't really be Sydney in there. That was not my Sydney on the videotape. If all they needed were answers to a few questions, then they did not have to send me. They could of sent Weiss or Will in.
"Ok then. Your plane leaves in thirty minutes."
After saying that, he left, but Weiss came in. Great. All he's gonna want to do is analyze this whole situation.
"Hey Mike! How are you doing man? A lot has happened in the last twenty-four hours."
Oh great, here we go.
"I'm fine man. "
Even though so much more has happened than he will know right now. So much more.
"Well, if you say so. We had better leave then. We can go get your girl back so you can become Balls of Steel Vaughn again."
"Eric, just drop it. Let's go."
"All right. Let's go get the love of your life back then."
The love of my life? Yeah right. Cause it is not Syd there. I know it.
Syd's POV- Safehouse
Where did this scar come from? Why is it there? I remember Francie, no Alison, cutting me there, but it should not be healed yet. All I really want are some answers.
I look up as I hear the door opening. In walks Vaughn. Oh god, I am so happy that they sent him. As soon as he walks in, I go running for him to hug him.
Even though it feels great in his arms, I really need some answers. So I pull back and start asking him some questions.
"They doubled Francie."
"I know."
"What happened to Will? To Francie? Are they dead?"
"Will's ok."
"What? How?"
"You...."
He is having a hard time explaining for some reasons. I just want to yell at him and tell him to answer the questions. Why is this so hard on him?
"Sit down."
As I take my seat I notice that he looks horrible. He looks like he has been crying his eyes out and was run over by a train. This must have been really hard on him.
"Vaughn?"
"We thought you were dead."
They thought I was dead. Why? Did they not bother to look for physical evidence. I probably just was not gone long enough for that to happen.
"They asked me to come back to..... to explain."
"Come back from what? What are you talking about?"
He takes a deep breath and runs his hand across his face. And that is when I noticed it. A simple gold band on one of his fingers. The most important finger. And then is when my heart broke in two.
"Vaughn.... why are you wearing that ring?"
"Syd, since that night... you were missing."
Yeah, I was missing. Not dead. What is going on? Why is he wearing that ring? Surely I have not been gone that long. Maybe a week tops. He was probably just on a mission or something when they called him in.
"You've been missing for almost two years."
Two years? Two years? That is impossible. There is no way. That ass has not taken away two years of my life.
"What? But how?"
And then he jumps up and runs to the door.
"I'm sorry Syd, I just can't do this."
And with this he leaves. And even though I did not think my heart could break anymore, it now feels like it has been shattered into millions of pieces.
TBC
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