The Man At The Bar

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A/N: Just an idea that popped into my head a few days ago… I actually had to get out of bed at 12:30 just so I could write it down… it's coming out a little longer than I had planned, but it works, I guess…

There's this guy at the bar. I see him there every night. It makes me wonder… what's wrong with his life? I swear, he is seriously the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. He's probably around 40, give or take a few years. He can't be lacking financially- he always wears pretty expensive suits, he'll drop up to $100 a night on drinks, he's constantly checking his really nice cell phone or equally expensive beeper. And the one time I saw him leave, it was in a very impressive black sports car. So why is he here every night? Something had to have happened. Maybe he lost someone in his family? Maybe he got divorced and lost the things that truly matter? Or maybe he's just trying to escape this world.

I can't tell. But I'd really like to know. As he orders a plain vodka, I consider talking to him. Tonight I finally felt brave enough to actually sit next to him. Most nights, I watch him from a distance. He really is gorgeous, with his short brown hair, the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen, and an adorable pair of dimples when he smiles. I've only seen that once, the one time he answered his phone at the bar.

I wish my best friend could meet him. They would be so cute together, I just know it.

But that line of thought is interrupted when he glances over and catches me looking. I'm a bit startled, for two reasons. First, its not every day you get caught blatantly staring at someone. Second, the pain in his eyes is 100 times stronger that I'd ever imagined. He gives me a very small half smile, which alleviates my nervousness, for the most part. "Hi," I begin hesitantly. "Hi," he replies, so softly I almost miss it. "Um… I don't mean to pry, and you can tell me to shut it, or whatever, if I'm way out of line in asking, but… is something wrong? I mean, you always look so, I don't know… heartbroken, I guess…" I trail off as he prepares to answer.

The next part, which will be Vaughn's POV, is going to be up soon, I promise! But is it worth it to continue with this?