1.1 "Mommy Dearest"
Disclaimer: I don't own ALIAS, but I sure wish I did!!!
Thoughts are in brackets
"Dad, Mom's alive, I know it…"
2 Scene One
"Dad, did you hear me?"
Jack had been shocked into silence, a million questions and emotions running through his mind, none of which showed on his face. The sound of his daughter's question of concern brought him out of the deep and into the truth, [she's right]. All of the sudden his paternal instincts kicked in as he look at his soaked daughter. [Jack, If you want something done right, do it yourself!]
"Come on Honey, we'll worry about this later, you have a plane to catch." She couldn't find the strength to argue, and couldn't help but smile; there was that word again, "Honey". He spoke in his "take-charge" tone, but she knew he was thinking with his heart not his head, something a few months ago she thought it might not be possible. But as he gently guided her to the passenger's side she realized how much he really loved her and how much she wanted to live long enough to get to know him better.
They rode in silence, each deep in thought.
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Vaughn sat in his office with his head in his hands, wet with his tears. The news report, of the young woman who had driven her car off the pier, was mumbling in the background. He had spent the afternoon trying to look busy, and blameless. It wasn't until he was just about to head home that Weiss had come in, shut the door, and turned the TV on; they had sat in stunned silence as they watched the replay of what had happened earlier that afternoon. Sensing his friend's need to be alone, he offered to go get some food. That had been over an hour ago which gave Vaughn to much time to think, to regret, to mourn, he was now a complete mess.
His cell phone rang three times before he reluctantly answered it. "Vaughn here," he stated coarsely.
His breath caught when he heard his favorite voice, [I do need to see Barnett, I'm loosing it, or maybe I'm just dreaming, maybe this is ALL a dream…]
"Vaughn? Hello, are you there, Vaughn? Michael Vaughn!?!" Her worried words brought him out of his inward debate. "Sydney?" He asked in a whisper of joy and disbelief. "Yeah, Vaughn, I just wanted you to know I'm okay, dad is taking me to the plane," after a moment of silence, "Okay!?" He thought he might start sobbing from relief, but managed an "Okay" then a very quick "Bye!"
He quickly went into action, grabbing any necessary items and rushed out of the office.
Sydney stared at the cell phone in her hand, [that was odd, he must not have known.]
"What did he say?" Her father asked. "Okay," Sydney's reply betrayed her feelings of hurt and confusion, but they continued to drive in silence.
Disclaimer: I don't own ALIAS, but I sure wish I did!!!
Thoughts are in brackets
"Dad, Mom's alive, I know it…"
2 Scene One
"Dad, did you hear me?"
Jack had been shocked into silence, a million questions and emotions running through his mind, none of which showed on his face. The sound of his daughter's question of concern brought him out of the deep and into the truth, [she's right]. All of the sudden his paternal instincts kicked in as he look at his soaked daughter. [Jack, If you want something done right, do it yourself!]
"Come on Honey, we'll worry about this later, you have a plane to catch." She couldn't find the strength to argue, and couldn't help but smile; there was that word again, "Honey". He spoke in his "take-charge" tone, but she knew he was thinking with his heart not his head, something a few months ago she thought it might not be possible. But as he gently guided her to the passenger's side she realized how much he really loved her and how much she wanted to live long enough to get to know him better.
They rode in silence, each deep in thought.
____________________________________________________________________________ __________
Vaughn sat in his office with his head in his hands, wet with his tears. The news report, of the young woman who had driven her car off the pier, was mumbling in the background. He had spent the afternoon trying to look busy, and blameless. It wasn't until he was just about to head home that Weiss had come in, shut the door, and turned the TV on; they had sat in stunned silence as they watched the replay of what had happened earlier that afternoon. Sensing his friend's need to be alone, he offered to go get some food. That had been over an hour ago which gave Vaughn to much time to think, to regret, to mourn, he was now a complete mess.
His cell phone rang three times before he reluctantly answered it. "Vaughn here," he stated coarsely.
His breath caught when he heard his favorite voice, [I do need to see Barnett, I'm loosing it, or maybe I'm just dreaming, maybe this is ALL a dream…]
"Vaughn? Hello, are you there, Vaughn? Michael Vaughn!?!" Her worried words brought him out of his inward debate. "Sydney?" He asked in a whisper of joy and disbelief. "Yeah, Vaughn, I just wanted you to know I'm okay, dad is taking me to the plane," after a moment of silence, "Okay!?" He thought he might start sobbing from relief, but managed an "Okay" then a very quick "Bye!"
He quickly went into action, grabbing any necessary items and rushed out of the office.
Sydney stared at the cell phone in her hand, [that was odd, he must not have known.]
"What did he say?" Her father asked. "Okay," Sydney's reply betrayed her feelings of hurt and confusion, but they continued to drive in silence.