Title: Capture the Moon
By: SydandVaughn
Rating: PG-13 to R
Category: S/V, Adventure
Summary: Can Sydney and Vaughn save their love?
Disclaimer: ABC, Touchstone, Bad Robot, and J.J. Abrams own Alias. I do not. I am simply inspired by their stories and characters.
Author's Note(s): This story grabbed a hold of me and wouldn't let go. And several elements started to merge into one story. Finally the mold of the story took some shape, and I had to write it down. Of course, not before some research. Hopefully everything that's slightly technical is understandable. I only have a slight understanding of it.

My brother helped with the technical stuff, so thanks, even if I don't know everything behind what I wrote! And Gabs and Mj Beta'd for me. You two are awesome! Thank you so much!

And reviews are not like spy satellites over Canada. I do need them. And the more I get the faster I update. And I appreciate them oh-so-much.

Alright on with the story.


Chapter 1
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Milo Rambaldi awoke with a start. He had had another dream about the beautiful yet deadly woman. Every night it was the same, the woman was searching for him. And in her rabid search, she destroyed the world. Rambaldi was terrified of her, which was insane as he knew they would never meet. They were separated by many centuries. Yet he was fearful of what she would bring about.

But tonight was different. Tonight he had seen something else that had given him hope. Rambaldi knew that this year of his life, his 47th, would bring something new to the dreams. He hadn't been sure if it would be a welcome addition or not. Thankfully it brought a silver lining to his dreams.

Tonight Rambaldi saw his circular device, twice, and two people, a man and a woman. The woman resembled the deadly woman, but was somehow different, good. And these two people could stop the deadly woman, with their love. But there would be many obstacles in their way, and there was no guarantee they would succeed. In fact, their biggest obstacle was themselves.

But how could love stop the end of the world? Rambaldi muttered to himself in Italian. Slowly Rambaldi got up from his bed and went to his work table. He had to write down what he saw, even if he didn't understand it. This was one of the few things he saw that he didn't understand.

His activity awoke his apprentice, Pietro, in the next room. Pietro came into the room to investigate what Rambaldi was doing. Master, why are you awake? He asked.

I had yet another disturbing dream, Rambaldi answered, I have to write it down.

But, why. They obviously agitate you. Why not forget them?

This will hopefully rid my brain of the dreams, and perhaps serve as a warning to, and prepare those who must live in the world of which I dream.