Okay, hey all! This is a songfic I came up with and I love the plot even though it's a bit unrealistic. It's what they need. Okay, here we go on Syd's sled of doom:P P.S. The song is 'Beautiful' by Christina Aguilera.
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Everyday is so wonderful,
Then suddenly, it's hard to breathe.
Now and then I get insecure, from all the pain,
I'm so ashamed.
"Yeah, Damien, I like you a lot, too," Sydney Bristow said to the brown haired man she was sitting across from. He looked uneasy, but things had been going well the three weeks they'd been dating, and Sydney was beaming. Even Vaughn had commented. A part of Sydney knew that this was to make him jealous, but she really did like Damien, and she thought he liked her, too.
He looked very uncomfortable. "Um, Sydney, I found someone else," he said. Sydney took a deep breath and frowned.
"What?" she asked him incredulously. He shrugged. She looked at her full wine glass in despair and Damien pulled a picture out.
"Her name's Sandra Forester," Damien said, glowing. Sydney took one glance at the picture and looked away. The woman was a very attractive blonde, but Sydney was almost positive more than one part of her was fake.
I am beautiful, no matter what they say,
Words can't bring me down.
I am beautiful in every single way,
Yes, words can't bring me down.
So don't you bring me down today.
"She's beautiful," Sydney whispered. Damien picked up on it.
"Yeah," he said with a hint of laughter. Sydney's eyes flashed angrily.
"And I'm not?" She asked him, her hands balling into fists.
He shrugged. "Don't take this the wrong way because you're a brilliant person, but you're just a bit…plain," he said. Sydney let a tear slip.
"So you're saying I'm unattractive?" She asked him. He didn't answer and she hopped from the table, walking to the women's restroom.
Sydney sat on the floor under the sink and sobbed for a moment, then hearing her phone ring, she wiped at her face furiously and answered her phone.
"Hello?" She said, trying to sound in control.
"Syd?" Vaughn's voice came in alarm. Which put her on the verge of tears again.
"Yes," she said. He sighed.
"Damnit, Syd, you have to stop doing this to yourself," he said, breathing deeply in concern. She could almost picture his forehead wrinkling in concern. Which made more tears come.
"Be at the warehouse in fifteen," he said, the phone clicking off.
To all your friends, you're delirious.
So consumed in all your doom.
Trying hard to fill the emptiness, the pieces gone
Left the puzzle undone, is that the way it is?
Sydney got in her car and fought down the tears until she got to the warehouse. Then they came.
Vaughn was sitting on a box, obviously worried.
She walked in, her face tear-streaked, and he wrapped his arms around her, letting her cry.
She let the horrible emotions run down her face and on his suit jacket. He stroked her hair, murmuring 'It's okay, Syd. Shh,' every once in a while.
After a few minutes, she controlled herself and he propelled her to a box, sitting next to her. She laid her head on his shoulder for comfort and he sighed.
"What happened, Sydney? I was so worried about you and…" He trailed off, seeing her face.
"Syd, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to," he said. She shook her head.
"I want to. I need to."
You are beautiful, no matter what they say.
Words can't bring you down.
'Cause you are beautiful in every single way.
Yes words can't bring you down.
So don't you bring me down today.
"I told you about Damien, didn't I?" She asked him. He nodded, flinching slightly. Sydney sighed, her shoulders slumped.
"He has another girlfriend. And she's blonde. And beautiful." She paused.
"He said I was plain and unattractive. And it's selfish of me to take it to heart, but it's just so damn unfair!" She said, letting a few tears fall. Vaughn's head turned and he looked at her in horror.
"He said that to you?" He asked her. She nodded and he pulled her close, rocking her slightly.
"Sydney, you are anything but plain. You're one of the most interesting and intriguing people on the face of the earth. You can warp yourself into a new person every day seamlessly. That takes talent and guts. And about that blonde…Syd…you're beautiful. And if he can't see that, then he's an idiot and he doesn't deserve you," he rambled. Sydney looked at his face, genuine hope shining through her tears.
"Really?" She asked him. He hesitated then nodded. She burst into fresh tears and he laughed.
"That was supposed to make you feel better," he said. She looked at him, her eyes locking on his.
"It did. Believe me."
No matter what we do
No matter what we say
We're the song inside the tune
Full of beautiful mistakes.
And everywhere we go,
The sun will always shine,
And tomorrow we might awake on the other side.
She giggled slightly and smiled.
"Thank you. That did more than what anyone else could ever say. Trust me," she said, kissing his cheek.
She walked to pull the chain link fence away and looked back at him, grinning.
"I owe you. Thanks, Vaughn," she said, walking away.
She was beautiful,
he thought, even with her runny mascara and red nose.Sydney smiled as she got in her car. Vaughn had given her the gift of happiness. And she was gonna share it.
'Cause we are beautiful
No matter what they say
Yes, Words won't bring us down, no
We are beautiful in every single way
Yes words cant bring us down
So don't you bring me down today.
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Vaughn walked out to the grey Sedan and knocked on the window. A man crawled out, an attractive blonde winking at him as he climbed through the door.
"Yes?" He asked Vaughn.
Vaughn shoved him against the car, holding his lapels, his teeth clenched.
"Ever heard of a woman named Sydney Bristow?" He asked Damien. Damien shrugged and Vaughn shoved him into the aluminum siding again.
"I'll ask you again: Do you know Sydney Bristow?" He asked Damien.
"Why do you wanna know?" Damien challenged him. Vaughn sneered at him.
"Because you hurt her. And anyone who hurts Sydney Bristow is my problem. And I hate problems. So, dude, do you get what I'm saying?" Vaughn said. Damien nodded and Sandra got out.
"You were cheating on me?" She asked him incredulously. He shook his head, but the blonde was anything but dumb.
She whacked him with her purse.
"You pervert!" She yelled, walking away, her heels clicking on the pavement.
Damien looked at Vaughn angrily. "You just lost her for me! You idiot!" He yelled at Vaughn, who pushed him against the car door again.
"No. You're the idiot. Any man is lucky to have Sydney Bristow in their lives. And if you so much as step toward her again, I'll make sure that you never have a woman again," Vaughn said, letting go of Damien and walking away.
His job was finished.
His asset was protected.
The woman he loved was secure once more.
He had found a bit of normalcy, and he was gonna share it.
With Sydney.
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