Making Plans
Disclaimer: Sorry, alias isn't mine.
A/N: This starts right after the scene in the finale where Vaughn pulls out the tickets, and they kiss, yada yada yada. So you've been warned, this isn't as "finale free" as it might have initially seemed.
A/N: I need you to assume that everything that happened because of Francie's copy did happen, just some other way that's unimportant to the story line. (In other words, that tape still found it's way into the CIA, and Jack still saw it.)
A/N: Please excuse my lack of knowledge about Santa Barbara. I live on the east coast, but I'm assuming it'd be the same thing. All US tourist towns are about the same, from what I've seen. (I say US because I've never been outside the US. For all I know, *all* tourist towns may be the same!)
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Sydney rushed inside, so excited she was about ready to burst. She was already running what to pack, and…other things…through her mind.
"Hi," she said, finding Will and Francie sitting on the couch watching a movie. "Guess what. Vaughn got plane tickets! We're going to Santa Barbara this weekend!"
"Syd, that's great!" Francie said enthusiastically, smiling. "You're really going?"
"Yes! We've been planning this forever, we just had to work things out at work," Sydney said, forever being her reasonable self.
"So you're leaving Francie here alone?" Will asked, his eyes taking on a mischievous glint. "I'll just have to keep her company."
Sydney laughed, Will grinned, and Francie blushed furiously.
"Will!" she laughed, helpless to do anything else.
The three of them moved on to lighter topics for the better part of an hour before Will glanced at his watch and sighed.
"I better go. I have to be at work early tomorrow. I have a lot to do," he added, glancing at Sydney.
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I hate this, Sydney thought. The worst part of being an agent, the part that never made it into super-spy-type movies, was all the paperwork.
Sydney had spent the entire morning sifting through the papers on her desk. She'd taken only a twenty-minute lunch break, but at three o'clock she still had an impressive stack of papers to go through.
She hadn't seen her father all day. She had hoped to have a chance to tell him she was going off *before* she spoke to Kendall, and it inevitably got back to him, but that Thursday they both must have been pretty busy, because as far as she knew he hadn't ventured from his desk all day. I'll talk to him tomorrow, she decided just as Vaughn walked up to her desk.
"Hey," he said. "Where have you been all day?"
"Right here," she replied, smiling. "I can't believe I let all this pile up."
"I know. I have the matching set on my desk," he joked. "Are you ready?"
"That depends on what you mean," she laughed. "Mentally, I couldn't be more ready. But I haven't had time to pack, or anything else. What time are we leaving Friday?"
"Around seven. I could come over tonight. Help you pack," he said, grinning.
"Sure. Hey, have you seen my dad around? I wanted to let him know I'm going off before I tell Kendall. It'll be easier later if he hears it from me."
"Are you telling him *we're* going away, or that *you* are?" Vaughn asked warily, thinking it might be useful knowledge later.
"That I am. That's all he needs to know. But Kendall will tell him we're both off active duty. He'll figure it out anyway," Sydney said matter-of-factly.
"So why not just tell him? He already hates me," Vaughn said pointedly.
"Because it's none of his business where I go and who I go with. I'm only telling him as a courtesy," Sydney said firmly.
Vaughn shrugged. "Okay. I just thought…"
"No," Sydney said shortly. "I'm making it clear right now that what we do isn't any of his business."
Vaughn nodded and glanced uncomfortably at his watch. He was afraid Jack Bristow might suddenly appear and hear their conversation; he was good at that feat.
"I'm going to be late. I'll come by around six?"
"I'll cook," Sydney said smiling.
"Great," he said, retuning her smile.
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"Dad?" Sydney said, walking up behind him.
"Yes, Sydney?" he said, turning around and wearing his usual stone-faced-serious expression.
"I'm going away this weekend, so I'll be off call," she said, hoping taking an official tone would make it simpler.
He nodded. Sydney thought he might already know about Vaughn taking off as well.
"Have you informed Kendall?" he asked, his face changing slightly into a disapproving glare.
He knows, Sydney thought.
"I was just going to do that," she said aloud, backing away while she had the chance and eager to escape her father's glare.
Jack shook his head slightly as he watched her walk away.
Naturally, when Sydney wanted to find Kendall he was no where to be found. Any other day he would have been lurking around every corner, but that day it took her over half an hour to locate Kendall, only to discover that he was in a meeting. She had intended to personally deliver the message that she would be off call, knowing from experience that he reacted slightly better to that than when he was left a note. Unwilling to wait until the day before she left, she was forced to leave written word of her intentions.
Too bad, she thought, I'm supposed to have the time off anyway. I'll just be off call.
She was more than relieved to see five o'clock before Kendall managed to find her. He wouldn't be happy. After all, two of his top agents were going to be off call, and she'd only left him a note. She'd just have to deal with him later, possibly in the morning before the day had taken its toll on her.
I'd better turn off my cell phone, she thought. He'll call me anyway.
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So, what do you think so far? This chapter is a little slow, I think, but it gets better. And the next chapter will be a little longer. Please review!
One other thing…My other story stopped attracting any reviews after a certain point, so I want to get at least five reviews before I post another chapter, okay? I don't want to go to all the trouble to post this if no one likes it. Besides, the more reviews I get, the more motivated I am to work on the next chapter…
Disclaimer: Sorry, alias isn't mine.
A/N: This starts right after the scene in the finale where Vaughn pulls out the tickets, and they kiss, yada yada yada. So you've been warned, this isn't as "finale free" as it might have initially seemed.
A/N: I need you to assume that everything that happened because of Francie's copy did happen, just some other way that's unimportant to the story line. (In other words, that tape still found it's way into the CIA, and Jack still saw it.)
A/N: Please excuse my lack of knowledge about Santa Barbara. I live on the east coast, but I'm assuming it'd be the same thing. All US tourist towns are about the same, from what I've seen. (I say US because I've never been outside the US. For all I know, *all* tourist towns may be the same!)
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Sydney rushed inside, so excited she was about ready to burst. She was already running what to pack, and…other things…through her mind.
"Hi," she said, finding Will and Francie sitting on the couch watching a movie. "Guess what. Vaughn got plane tickets! We're going to Santa Barbara this weekend!"
"Syd, that's great!" Francie said enthusiastically, smiling. "You're really going?"
"Yes! We've been planning this forever, we just had to work things out at work," Sydney said, forever being her reasonable self.
"So you're leaving Francie here alone?" Will asked, his eyes taking on a mischievous glint. "I'll just have to keep her company."
Sydney laughed, Will grinned, and Francie blushed furiously.
"Will!" she laughed, helpless to do anything else.
The three of them moved on to lighter topics for the better part of an hour before Will glanced at his watch and sighed.
"I better go. I have to be at work early tomorrow. I have a lot to do," he added, glancing at Sydney.
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I hate this, Sydney thought. The worst part of being an agent, the part that never made it into super-spy-type movies, was all the paperwork.
Sydney had spent the entire morning sifting through the papers on her desk. She'd taken only a twenty-minute lunch break, but at three o'clock she still had an impressive stack of papers to go through.
She hadn't seen her father all day. She had hoped to have a chance to tell him she was going off *before* she spoke to Kendall, and it inevitably got back to him, but that Thursday they both must have been pretty busy, because as far as she knew he hadn't ventured from his desk all day. I'll talk to him tomorrow, she decided just as Vaughn walked up to her desk.
"Hey," he said. "Where have you been all day?"
"Right here," she replied, smiling. "I can't believe I let all this pile up."
"I know. I have the matching set on my desk," he joked. "Are you ready?"
"That depends on what you mean," she laughed. "Mentally, I couldn't be more ready. But I haven't had time to pack, or anything else. What time are we leaving Friday?"
"Around seven. I could come over tonight. Help you pack," he said, grinning.
"Sure. Hey, have you seen my dad around? I wanted to let him know I'm going off before I tell Kendall. It'll be easier later if he hears it from me."
"Are you telling him *we're* going away, or that *you* are?" Vaughn asked warily, thinking it might be useful knowledge later.
"That I am. That's all he needs to know. But Kendall will tell him we're both off active duty. He'll figure it out anyway," Sydney said matter-of-factly.
"So why not just tell him? He already hates me," Vaughn said pointedly.
"Because it's none of his business where I go and who I go with. I'm only telling him as a courtesy," Sydney said firmly.
Vaughn shrugged. "Okay. I just thought…"
"No," Sydney said shortly. "I'm making it clear right now that what we do isn't any of his business."
Vaughn nodded and glanced uncomfortably at his watch. He was afraid Jack Bristow might suddenly appear and hear their conversation; he was good at that feat.
"I'm going to be late. I'll come by around six?"
"I'll cook," Sydney said smiling.
"Great," he said, retuning her smile.
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"Dad?" Sydney said, walking up behind him.
"Yes, Sydney?" he said, turning around and wearing his usual stone-faced-serious expression.
"I'm going away this weekend, so I'll be off call," she said, hoping taking an official tone would make it simpler.
He nodded. Sydney thought he might already know about Vaughn taking off as well.
"Have you informed Kendall?" he asked, his face changing slightly into a disapproving glare.
He knows, Sydney thought.
"I was just going to do that," she said aloud, backing away while she had the chance and eager to escape her father's glare.
Jack shook his head slightly as he watched her walk away.
Naturally, when Sydney wanted to find Kendall he was no where to be found. Any other day he would have been lurking around every corner, but that day it took her over half an hour to locate Kendall, only to discover that he was in a meeting. She had intended to personally deliver the message that she would be off call, knowing from experience that he reacted slightly better to that than when he was left a note. Unwilling to wait until the day before she left, she was forced to leave written word of her intentions.
Too bad, she thought, I'm supposed to have the time off anyway. I'll just be off call.
She was more than relieved to see five o'clock before Kendall managed to find her. He wouldn't be happy. After all, two of his top agents were going to be off call, and she'd only left him a note. She'd just have to deal with him later, possibly in the morning before the day had taken its toll on her.
I'd better turn off my cell phone, she thought. He'll call me anyway.
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So, what do you think so far? This chapter is a little slow, I think, but it gets better. And the next chapter will be a little longer. Please review!
One other thing…My other story stopped attracting any reviews after a certain point, so I want to get at least five reviews before I post another chapter, okay? I don't want to go to all the trouble to post this if no one likes it. Besides, the more reviews I get, the more motivated I am to work on the next chapter…