TITLE: In Your Eyes
AUTHOR: Renae (PureWishes)
EMAIL/FEEDBACK: Would love it! Sparkleausbabe@aol.com *cringe* Be nice on me!
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere is okay, as long as you include all this stuff and clearly state that I wrote this.. Maybe you can let me know first?
DISCLAIMER: I dont own the characters. Though I would love to own the yummy Vaughn.. if only I was 10 years older *gush*.
SUMMARY: Post ATY, Vaughn and Sydney almost immediately jump into each others arms. The thought of losing each other has a dramatic effect on both of them. There's a jealous and hurt Will, and a conniving Irina, and all will not go as planned for everyone..
NOTES: Welcome to my first ever Alias Fan Fic! Read and review, read and review.. oh please be nice on me! I will be adding as many chapters as I can over the days.. they will be coming!
RATING/CLASSIFCATION: PG Romance/Drama
Sydney Bristow could not believe her eyes. Thoughts were barging into her head as she realised that the woman in front of her was her mother. She was also the highly wanted "The Man".
Sydney cringed as memories flooded her. This woman, who she also knew as Laura Bristow, wasn't really her mother. Her mother no longer existed. She was simply a made-up being that could dissolve at any moment. This woman, Irina, who although made Sydney, had killed Vaughn's father and was the evil the Prophecy spoke of. She deserved no respect, and certainly no love. Sydney turned her attention back to the present scene.
"Irina.." She said, deciding she would not call this woman, her Mom. She gave Irina a ferocious look and shuffled her hands, trying to plan an escape route.
"My darling Sydney, and I finally get to see the woman you have become" Irina spat out, in a thick Russian accent.
Just hearing the words 'my darling' made Sydney want to jump up and slap her. Instead, Sydney shifted her gaze to the noise coming from behind the door.
Irina noticed Sydney look away and turned to the door.
"Bring him in!" Irina ordered. The guards dragged in a very soggy looking man.
Sydney's heart leaped as she saw that the man before her was none other than Agent Michael Vaughn. Her handler, and friend.. the one she thought had drowned... Uncontrollable tears swam down Sydney's cheeks as she remembered what had happened. It had been her fault that he had come looking for her, and her fault he had even been on his mission. And how he was most likely dead... If only if it was all a dream!
"Is.. is he dead?" Sydney managed to utter.
"Unfortunately, no. Though Im sure that wont be the case soon!" Irina laughed.
The guards dropped Vaughn violently and he was left sprawled on the floor. Irina followed the guards out, but before leaving, added "I'm sure there's something you've been longing to tell this handsome young man, Sydney!"
Sydney was barely listening. She was trying to edge herself closer to Vaughn.
"Vaughn!" she whispered urgently.
A murmur sounded to show that he was becoming conscious again.
"..Michael.." Sydney cried
The use of his first name, did it. Vaughn looked up startled, and gazed at Sydney. His emotions soared as he could see the urgency, the care... and perhaps the love that was in her eyes. He had thought he was never going to see those oh so beautiful brown eyes again. He instantly tried standing. He wanted to unty her, rescue her and hold her.
"You're alive, aren't you?" Sydney let our relieved, though still remembering the current situation.
Vaughn stumbled with his fingers as he fiddled with the ropes that held her. Why was this so difficult? It was a simple loop, that really only needed a twist and pull... He just couldn't think. There was something he really wanted to tell Sydney.
"I..." he paused, not knowing whether he should continue or not. "Sydney..."
He let out a breathless sigh. "I need to tell you something. What I thought were my last gasps of air..." pausing again "I realised how sad I would be if I lost you."
That was the best he could manage. His heart was on his sleeve, but he just couldn't manage to spill those words. What if she didn't feel the same way? As Sydney turned, finally released from the ropes, her eyes glistened, as if wanting him to continue.
"I feel the same way, Vaughn" she gulped "But it's much more than that, so much more than I realised."
She wanted to explain that when she saw him trapped on the wrong side of the wall, her insides started to scream. She had wanted to tell him so many things, the fact that she thought of him much more than a handler, much more than a friend... much more than she should.
Vaughn gently pushed her blue hair away from her face, an expression forming across his face. His pulse had jumped, and he could tell hers had too. For a moment, they just gazed at each other, like it was the most mesmerising sight ever. The scene around them slowly disappeared, and it was just Vaughn and Sydney... just them. She didn't know who moved first, but she knew that in moments they were both mixed up in a passionate kiss. A kiss that made her insides tingle and their souls connect. His lips were sweet, and just like she imagined. Oh yes, she had imagined this scenario many many times. Though she never thought that it would be actually happening.
Vaughn felt the same way. He too, had spent countless nights, lying in bed, dreaming what it would be like to embrace Sydney, and press his lips to hers. The passion increased, and the emotions that they had built up were released. Sydney wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him. Vaughn reached up to touch her cheek, making sure that this was not a surreal dream, and that she was not just a figment of his imagination.
Knowing it had to come to an end, they pulled away from each other, saying nothing. They straightened, and Sydney simply said. "I think we better get out of here."
Vaughn couldn't stop looking at her, although her blue wig was wild and messy, and her face blotchy. She was still the most gorgeous girl he'd ever met, inside and outside. The passion in her eyes only made her more irresistable.
Sydney looked away from him, fixing her eyes on a random spot on the wall, to stop her from kissing him again. "We... have to go now, we've got to get away from Irina!" the urgency showing in her voice.
Vaughn looked at her strangely for a moment. What did she mean? Voicing his thoughts he said "What do you mean 'get away from Irina!"
"Vaughn, she's the man! My own flesh and blood is the Man!"
Vaughn held her hand and gently entwined his fingers with hers. Even though he had some things to say about that woman.. he didn't let his anger towards her, cloud over his feelings for Sydney. "Its okay Syd, we'll get out of here, and I promise she won't hurt you again."
His gentle voice soothed Sydney momentarily. As long as she was with him, she knew nothing could hurt her. She swiftly turned towards the door, and urged Vaughn to follow. Opening the door, just a crack, so that she could get a small view of the hallway, Sydney searched for any guards. She pulled Vaughn out the door, bringing him back to reality. He had been thinking about Sydney. When they got out what would happen. Would protocol rule their lives?
"Vaughn!" she said, getting impatient. They had to hurry!
"Right!" he said, dropping his thoughts (not pants, lol). This was NOT the time.
As they walked along the hallway, it just seemed too easy. There were no guards, except one lying on the floor, apparently unconscious from a previous attack.
"Is it just me or does that guy look likes hes peaking on us?" Vaughn nervously told Sydney.
"I dont know, but I definitely dont want to find out!"
Sydney and Vaughn ran.
......Outside.......
Vaughn was right, this did seem a little too easy to escape, but Sydney didn't care. Once they were out of here, everything would be fine. At least that's what she told herself. She knew once she got out that even though Vaughn and Sydney had acted on their feelings, they wouldn't be able to do it again. Not for along time. Not until SD-6 was brought down.. but when will that be? Sydney got very upset just thinking about it. She couldn't bare to wait. She wanted to fold into his arms, and stay there forever.
'Darn Sydney, why do you always have to sidetrack like that!' she thought, turning her focus back to the situation.
They needed to contact her Dad and Will somehow, and arrange an extraction point. Surely Irina would send someone after them soon... but that small voice in the back of her mind was wondering why she hadn't already!
She was extremely surprised to see her cell was still in her possession. And in working order. Whoah, her... Irina, wasn't very thorough so it seemed! She rang her Dad, and spoke to him briefly. They were going to meet down an alley about a block away.
She turned to Vaughn, holding both of his hands. He looked up at her with his sparkling green eyes. Although he had been through a huge ordeal, all she could see was love shining out through them. Again, she returned his look.
"I...." She began again. It sounded familiar. Just like what she had tried to say before. "I want you to know that I care about you so much Vaughn. More than anything. I'm so glad that you're alright.. and I dont know how I'm going to handle not being with you."
All he could do was smile. His worries were washed away yet again. Something like that was all needed to feel happy, no matter what the situation.
"You dont know how happy that makes me--" She cut him off.
"Vaughn...." She paused. "Michael.. I think I love you."
There was a small pause again.
"No.. I do love you. I love you!!" She almost shouted.
Vaughn squeezed her hands and replied. "I love you too Sydney Bristow, I love you too."
She leaned against him, her head against her shoulder, and he embraced her, stroking her hair and down her back.
"I wish we could be like this forever" he said, in a whisper.
"Me too" Sydney whispered back, turning to look up in to his eyes. She leaned up and kissed him gently. It was soft and sweet. They smiled.
"Gee Sydney Bristow," he said grinning "I feel very lucky to have you in my arms right now, you know? What happened tonight. Well, it was strangely a blessing."
He couldn't believe he said that. He had to voice his thoughts though. And strangely enough, Sydney nodded and said "I think so too".
They stood their, holding each other, and supporting each other until they realised...
"Oh, we really should be getting to the point" Sydney commented, though sounding a bit peeved to have to destroy a tender moment.
Continued...
AUTHOR: Renae (PureWishes)
EMAIL/FEEDBACK: Would love it! Sparkleausbabe@aol.com *cringe* Be nice on me!
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere is okay, as long as you include all this stuff and clearly state that I wrote this.. Maybe you can let me know first?
DISCLAIMER: I dont own the characters. Though I would love to own the yummy Vaughn.. if only I was 10 years older *gush*.
SUMMARY: Post ATY, Vaughn and Sydney almost immediately jump into each others arms. The thought of losing each other has a dramatic effect on both of them. There's a jealous and hurt Will, and a conniving Irina, and all will not go as planned for everyone..
NOTES: Welcome to my first ever Alias Fan Fic! Read and review, read and review.. oh please be nice on me! I will be adding as many chapters as I can over the days.. they will be coming!
RATING/CLASSIFCATION: PG Romance/Drama
Sydney Bristow could not believe her eyes. Thoughts were barging into her head as she realised that the woman in front of her was her mother. She was also the highly wanted "The Man".
Sydney cringed as memories flooded her. This woman, who she also knew as Laura Bristow, wasn't really her mother. Her mother no longer existed. She was simply a made-up being that could dissolve at any moment. This woman, Irina, who although made Sydney, had killed Vaughn's father and was the evil the Prophecy spoke of. She deserved no respect, and certainly no love. Sydney turned her attention back to the present scene.
"Irina.." She said, deciding she would not call this woman, her Mom. She gave Irina a ferocious look and shuffled her hands, trying to plan an escape route.
"My darling Sydney, and I finally get to see the woman you have become" Irina spat out, in a thick Russian accent.
Just hearing the words 'my darling' made Sydney want to jump up and slap her. Instead, Sydney shifted her gaze to the noise coming from behind the door.
Irina noticed Sydney look away and turned to the door.
"Bring him in!" Irina ordered. The guards dragged in a very soggy looking man.
Sydney's heart leaped as she saw that the man before her was none other than Agent Michael Vaughn. Her handler, and friend.. the one she thought had drowned... Uncontrollable tears swam down Sydney's cheeks as she remembered what had happened. It had been her fault that he had come looking for her, and her fault he had even been on his mission. And how he was most likely dead... If only if it was all a dream!
"Is.. is he dead?" Sydney managed to utter.
"Unfortunately, no. Though Im sure that wont be the case soon!" Irina laughed.
The guards dropped Vaughn violently and he was left sprawled on the floor. Irina followed the guards out, but before leaving, added "I'm sure there's something you've been longing to tell this handsome young man, Sydney!"
Sydney was barely listening. She was trying to edge herself closer to Vaughn.
"Vaughn!" she whispered urgently.
A murmur sounded to show that he was becoming conscious again.
"..Michael.." Sydney cried
The use of his first name, did it. Vaughn looked up startled, and gazed at Sydney. His emotions soared as he could see the urgency, the care... and perhaps the love that was in her eyes. He had thought he was never going to see those oh so beautiful brown eyes again. He instantly tried standing. He wanted to unty her, rescue her and hold her.
"You're alive, aren't you?" Sydney let our relieved, though still remembering the current situation.
Vaughn stumbled with his fingers as he fiddled with the ropes that held her. Why was this so difficult? It was a simple loop, that really only needed a twist and pull... He just couldn't think. There was something he really wanted to tell Sydney.
"I..." he paused, not knowing whether he should continue or not. "Sydney..."
He let out a breathless sigh. "I need to tell you something. What I thought were my last gasps of air..." pausing again "I realised how sad I would be if I lost you."
That was the best he could manage. His heart was on his sleeve, but he just couldn't manage to spill those words. What if she didn't feel the same way? As Sydney turned, finally released from the ropes, her eyes glistened, as if wanting him to continue.
"I feel the same way, Vaughn" she gulped "But it's much more than that, so much more than I realised."
She wanted to explain that when she saw him trapped on the wrong side of the wall, her insides started to scream. She had wanted to tell him so many things, the fact that she thought of him much more than a handler, much more than a friend... much more than she should.
Vaughn gently pushed her blue hair away from her face, an expression forming across his face. His pulse had jumped, and he could tell hers had too. For a moment, they just gazed at each other, like it was the most mesmerising sight ever. The scene around them slowly disappeared, and it was just Vaughn and Sydney... just them. She didn't know who moved first, but she knew that in moments they were both mixed up in a passionate kiss. A kiss that made her insides tingle and their souls connect. His lips were sweet, and just like she imagined. Oh yes, she had imagined this scenario many many times. Though she never thought that it would be actually happening.
Vaughn felt the same way. He too, had spent countless nights, lying in bed, dreaming what it would be like to embrace Sydney, and press his lips to hers. The passion increased, and the emotions that they had built up were released. Sydney wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him. Vaughn reached up to touch her cheek, making sure that this was not a surreal dream, and that she was not just a figment of his imagination.
Knowing it had to come to an end, they pulled away from each other, saying nothing. They straightened, and Sydney simply said. "I think we better get out of here."
Vaughn couldn't stop looking at her, although her blue wig was wild and messy, and her face blotchy. She was still the most gorgeous girl he'd ever met, inside and outside. The passion in her eyes only made her more irresistable.
Sydney looked away from him, fixing her eyes on a random spot on the wall, to stop her from kissing him again. "We... have to go now, we've got to get away from Irina!" the urgency showing in her voice.
Vaughn looked at her strangely for a moment. What did she mean? Voicing his thoughts he said "What do you mean 'get away from Irina!"
"Vaughn, she's the man! My own flesh and blood is the Man!"
Vaughn held her hand and gently entwined his fingers with hers. Even though he had some things to say about that woman.. he didn't let his anger towards her, cloud over his feelings for Sydney. "Its okay Syd, we'll get out of here, and I promise she won't hurt you again."
His gentle voice soothed Sydney momentarily. As long as she was with him, she knew nothing could hurt her. She swiftly turned towards the door, and urged Vaughn to follow. Opening the door, just a crack, so that she could get a small view of the hallway, Sydney searched for any guards. She pulled Vaughn out the door, bringing him back to reality. He had been thinking about Sydney. When they got out what would happen. Would protocol rule their lives?
"Vaughn!" she said, getting impatient. They had to hurry!
"Right!" he said, dropping his thoughts (not pants, lol). This was NOT the time.
As they walked along the hallway, it just seemed too easy. There were no guards, except one lying on the floor, apparently unconscious from a previous attack.
"Is it just me or does that guy look likes hes peaking on us?" Vaughn nervously told Sydney.
"I dont know, but I definitely dont want to find out!"
Sydney and Vaughn ran.
......Outside.......
Vaughn was right, this did seem a little too easy to escape, but Sydney didn't care. Once they were out of here, everything would be fine. At least that's what she told herself. She knew once she got out that even though Vaughn and Sydney had acted on their feelings, they wouldn't be able to do it again. Not for along time. Not until SD-6 was brought down.. but when will that be? Sydney got very upset just thinking about it. She couldn't bare to wait. She wanted to fold into his arms, and stay there forever.
'Darn Sydney, why do you always have to sidetrack like that!' she thought, turning her focus back to the situation.
They needed to contact her Dad and Will somehow, and arrange an extraction point. Surely Irina would send someone after them soon... but that small voice in the back of her mind was wondering why she hadn't already!
She was extremely surprised to see her cell was still in her possession. And in working order. Whoah, her... Irina, wasn't very thorough so it seemed! She rang her Dad, and spoke to him briefly. They were going to meet down an alley about a block away.
She turned to Vaughn, holding both of his hands. He looked up at her with his sparkling green eyes. Although he had been through a huge ordeal, all she could see was love shining out through them. Again, she returned his look.
"I...." She began again. It sounded familiar. Just like what she had tried to say before. "I want you to know that I care about you so much Vaughn. More than anything. I'm so glad that you're alright.. and I dont know how I'm going to handle not being with you."
All he could do was smile. His worries were washed away yet again. Something like that was all needed to feel happy, no matter what the situation.
"You dont know how happy that makes me--" She cut him off.
"Vaughn...." She paused. "Michael.. I think I love you."
There was a small pause again.
"No.. I do love you. I love you!!" She almost shouted.
Vaughn squeezed her hands and replied. "I love you too Sydney Bristow, I love you too."
She leaned against him, her head against her shoulder, and he embraced her, stroking her hair and down her back.
"I wish we could be like this forever" he said, in a whisper.
"Me too" Sydney whispered back, turning to look up in to his eyes. She leaned up and kissed him gently. It was soft and sweet. They smiled.
"Gee Sydney Bristow," he said grinning "I feel very lucky to have you in my arms right now, you know? What happened tonight. Well, it was strangely a blessing."
He couldn't believe he said that. He had to voice his thoughts though. And strangely enough, Sydney nodded and said "I think so too".
They stood their, holding each other, and supporting each other until they realised...
"Oh, we really should be getting to the point" Sydney commented, though sounding a bit peeved to have to destroy a tender moment.
Continued...