Explaining Can Be Tricky
S/V Romance with Angst. I promise it will have a happy ending. It may take awhile to get there, but it will.
Another post-The Telling; Vaughn POV; Thoughts in double parentheses; R/R
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias, or any characters associated with the show.
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"Vaughn, why is that ring on your finger?"
"Sydney, I. You've been gone for two years."
"What!?! Does anyone have a clue to where I've been? And you still haven't answered my question"
((Crap, I thought distracting her would work. Guess she hasn't changed too much, still the one track mind Sydney I knew.)) "I really can't explain right now. We need to get to the plane, get you home. I'll explain everything on the way."
"You know what; I don't want to know anymore. Just get me home."
All the way to the airport she won't look at me. She doesn't even glance my way. ((Is she even going to give me a chance to explain? How do I explain this to her? Can I explain this to her? Is she going to believe me?))
FLASHBACK: 6 months ago
"Agent Vaughn," Kendall barked.
"Yes sir?"
"We have a mission for you. This is highly classified, Omega-17. You can tell no one except your case workers."
((Oh great, what do I have to do this time. Sounds pretty bad.)) "Alright, what is expected of me?"
"We have reason to believe that a mole is trying to infiltrate the CIA. We know who the person is, but we need someone to get close to her, to find out her motives and who sent her. Jack Bristow, Devlin, and I have decided the best agent for this 'mission' is you."
((Great, so I have to get close to a woman when I all think about is Sydney. I have a feeling this is going to be a long term assignment.)) "Sir, how long will this 'mission' last?"
"Until everyone is satisfied with your findings. It could be 3 weeks, 6 months, 4 years. We don't care. We want the information and the person responsible. Now, you are to report to conference room 3 at 5pm to go over your new identity."
LATER, AT THE BREIFING
I walk into the conference room; there are papers all over the tables. A picture is on the multimedia screen. The beauty of the woman catches me by surprise. Jack walks up and hands me 3 folders.
"Agent Vaughn, choose your identity, and choose carefully. We have no idea how long you will be undercover."
"Jack, how am I supposed to obtain this information?"
"Agent, you surprise me. With your brains and your looks, I thought you might be able to figure that out on your own."
((I know my cheeks have turned red. Wait a minute, did the Great Jack Bristow actually make a joke? Guess there is no stops on this train. Just hop on and go until it crashes or comes to a grinding halt. Well, I guess the good news is that Jack is my case worker.))
"Sir, how far am I allowed to go?"
"Go as far as you need to. If it takes one night in a bar and a tumble in the sheets, then great. If it takes you dating her, I'm sorry, but the Agency comes first."
"Sir, what if I haven't come up with the information after dating her for awhile?" ((Of course, my thoughts are, am I going to have to marry this woman? Do I have to tell her I love her, while I will always love Sydney? God, please don't make me marry this woman.))
"Then you WILL do what is necessary, including if that takes more commitment on both of your parts."
((What can this guy read my mind? I hope it doesn't come to that.))
"Now, this woman, Jocelyn Perry, is the subject of the 'mission'. Here is your folder on her. You will find her interests vary widely and she herself is quite the interesting person. She grew up in Atlanta, GA and moved to LA to go to school. We have reason to believe she was contacted by an agency to infiltrate the CIA. If you haven't guessed by now, I'm your case officer because of my experience in this area. Have your chosen your cover yet?"
((I have the choices laid out in front of me. I can be a Real Estate Agent, a Professor, or a bookstore owner. All of them have pros and cons: --CONS-- Real Estate-I have to dye my hair and have the name Zachary Creighton Smith. Professor-I teach literature; automatic dismissal, all I'll think about is Sydney. Bookstore Owner-dye my hair, change my name to Ethan Gage Bridges. --PROS-- Real Estate-no contacts, can look at houses for Sydney and I.if I can ever find her. Bookstore Owner-no contacts, not a too bad of a name, reminds me of Sydney, and I can catch up on my reading.))
"Well, Jack, I've made my decision. I am now Ethan Bridges, blonde hair, green eyes, and owner of a small bookstore."
"I figured you would pick that one. It reminded me of her as well," Jack said. "I miss her too Agent Vaughn, and I wish there was more the Agency could do, but there isn't."
"I have one question Jack. If we do find her, can I tell her especially if things escalate to the point of me marrying Miss Perry?" ((Oh God, please let him say yes, please let him say yes.))
"I don't have a problem with that, but I will talk to Devlin and Kendall."
((Thank you Jack.I knew you had a heart in there somewhere.))
END FLASHBACK
We've reached the tarmac where the CIA plane is waiting. We both get out of the car and get onto the plane. I go into the cockpit and tell the pilots we are ready. When I enter the cabin, Sydney has already taken window seat. I reach over her to get down a pillow and a blanket. Her face is turned towards the window, completely discouraging conversation. I leave the pillow and blanket on the seat next to her and leave her alone. ((She has so much information to process, and she doesn't even know half of it. I'll let her believe she has won the battle, but she won't win the war.))
TBC
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Please review and tell me if I should continue. I need help naming the bookstore Vaughn now owns!! HELP PLEASE!!
S/V Romance with Angst. I promise it will have a happy ending. It may take awhile to get there, but it will.
Another post-The Telling; Vaughn POV; Thoughts in double parentheses; R/R
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias, or any characters associated with the show.
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"Vaughn, why is that ring on your finger?"
"Sydney, I. You've been gone for two years."
"What!?! Does anyone have a clue to where I've been? And you still haven't answered my question"
((Crap, I thought distracting her would work. Guess she hasn't changed too much, still the one track mind Sydney I knew.)) "I really can't explain right now. We need to get to the plane, get you home. I'll explain everything on the way."
"You know what; I don't want to know anymore. Just get me home."
All the way to the airport she won't look at me. She doesn't even glance my way. ((Is she even going to give me a chance to explain? How do I explain this to her? Can I explain this to her? Is she going to believe me?))
FLASHBACK: 6 months ago
"Agent Vaughn," Kendall barked.
"Yes sir?"
"We have a mission for you. This is highly classified, Omega-17. You can tell no one except your case workers."
((Oh great, what do I have to do this time. Sounds pretty bad.)) "Alright, what is expected of me?"
"We have reason to believe that a mole is trying to infiltrate the CIA. We know who the person is, but we need someone to get close to her, to find out her motives and who sent her. Jack Bristow, Devlin, and I have decided the best agent for this 'mission' is you."
((Great, so I have to get close to a woman when I all think about is Sydney. I have a feeling this is going to be a long term assignment.)) "Sir, how long will this 'mission' last?"
"Until everyone is satisfied with your findings. It could be 3 weeks, 6 months, 4 years. We don't care. We want the information and the person responsible. Now, you are to report to conference room 3 at 5pm to go over your new identity."
LATER, AT THE BREIFING
I walk into the conference room; there are papers all over the tables. A picture is on the multimedia screen. The beauty of the woman catches me by surprise. Jack walks up and hands me 3 folders.
"Agent Vaughn, choose your identity, and choose carefully. We have no idea how long you will be undercover."
"Jack, how am I supposed to obtain this information?"
"Agent, you surprise me. With your brains and your looks, I thought you might be able to figure that out on your own."
((I know my cheeks have turned red. Wait a minute, did the Great Jack Bristow actually make a joke? Guess there is no stops on this train. Just hop on and go until it crashes or comes to a grinding halt. Well, I guess the good news is that Jack is my case worker.))
"Sir, how far am I allowed to go?"
"Go as far as you need to. If it takes one night in a bar and a tumble in the sheets, then great. If it takes you dating her, I'm sorry, but the Agency comes first."
"Sir, what if I haven't come up with the information after dating her for awhile?" ((Of course, my thoughts are, am I going to have to marry this woman? Do I have to tell her I love her, while I will always love Sydney? God, please don't make me marry this woman.))
"Then you WILL do what is necessary, including if that takes more commitment on both of your parts."
((What can this guy read my mind? I hope it doesn't come to that.))
"Now, this woman, Jocelyn Perry, is the subject of the 'mission'. Here is your folder on her. You will find her interests vary widely and she herself is quite the interesting person. She grew up in Atlanta, GA and moved to LA to go to school. We have reason to believe she was contacted by an agency to infiltrate the CIA. If you haven't guessed by now, I'm your case officer because of my experience in this area. Have your chosen your cover yet?"
((I have the choices laid out in front of me. I can be a Real Estate Agent, a Professor, or a bookstore owner. All of them have pros and cons: --CONS-- Real Estate-I have to dye my hair and have the name Zachary Creighton Smith. Professor-I teach literature; automatic dismissal, all I'll think about is Sydney. Bookstore Owner-dye my hair, change my name to Ethan Gage Bridges. --PROS-- Real Estate-no contacts, can look at houses for Sydney and I.if I can ever find her. Bookstore Owner-no contacts, not a too bad of a name, reminds me of Sydney, and I can catch up on my reading.))
"Well, Jack, I've made my decision. I am now Ethan Bridges, blonde hair, green eyes, and owner of a small bookstore."
"I figured you would pick that one. It reminded me of her as well," Jack said. "I miss her too Agent Vaughn, and I wish there was more the Agency could do, but there isn't."
"I have one question Jack. If we do find her, can I tell her especially if things escalate to the point of me marrying Miss Perry?" ((Oh God, please let him say yes, please let him say yes.))
"I don't have a problem with that, but I will talk to Devlin and Kendall."
((Thank you Jack.I knew you had a heart in there somewhere.))
END FLASHBACK
We've reached the tarmac where the CIA plane is waiting. We both get out of the car and get onto the plane. I go into the cockpit and tell the pilots we are ready. When I enter the cabin, Sydney has already taken window seat. I reach over her to get down a pillow and a blanket. Her face is turned towards the window, completely discouraging conversation. I leave the pillow and blanket on the seat next to her and leave her alone. ((She has so much information to process, and she doesn't even know half of it. I'll let her believe she has won the battle, but she won't win the war.))
TBC
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Please review and tell me if I should continue. I need help naming the bookstore Vaughn now owns!! HELP PLEASE!!