Disclaimer: I own not Sydney or SD6, or the CIA. I don't own any of the characters in
"Alias." I could settle for one certain Agent Michael Vaughn.. but that's another story. :)
Title: End Of Days
Author: Penni Lane
Feedback: mrsspooky_dks@yahoo.com
Reviews: Hell yes!
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
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Sydney took a deep breath as she entered the SD6 complex for what was to be the
last time. The CIA had been planning a takeover for almost a month, after the last fragments
of evidence against Arvin Sloane and his associates had fallen into place. It was hard to
believe that it was almost over after seven years of lies and almost three years of sneaking
around for counter missions. Sydney Bristow was ready to get on with her life and leave the
spy games buried in the past. Her subconcious wandered to a certain aspect of her job. A
certain person who had become almost necessary for her survival. Michael Vaughn. Sydney
sighed as she reached her desk. He had become one of her reasons for getting up every
morning and going to work. After this was all over, would he disappear from her life? She
had refused to admit it for so long, but recently she had surrendered to the fact that she
was very much in love with him. "Hockey can wait," he had told her once. Now that the wait
was over, Sydney wondered, would he still be there?
"You ok, Syd?"
Sydney looked up into the face of her partner. "Yeah, Dixon, I'm just tired."
She forced a smile and he smiled back, sitting down at the desk in front of her. "If
you only knew," she thought. She glanced at her watch as she started to type another report.
The CIA team would be there in less than an hour. It was the longest forty minutes in
Sydney's life.
Just before the team rushed in, she saw her father stealthily exit Sloane's office. The
failsafe was deactivated. He had sent the signal. The doors flew open and an armed SWAT
team entered.
"Everyone on the ground!" The commander yelled, surveying the room.
Sloane came out of the briefing room with a look of pure disbelief on his face. Some of
the SWAT team moved to him and cuffed him. Sydney watched carefully. She had waited for
this moment for so long. The shock on his face turned to fury and betrayal as Jack Bristow
crossed to the commander.
"The safe is secured," he told him, "your men should be able to get through."
One of the team members went towards the safe with a large box. Sydney scanned the
team. She had hoped Vaughn would be there for such an important moment, but his was not
among the faces.
As Sloane was led out, other high-ranking SD6 officers were also arrested. The lower
agents were told to remain calm, and were promised an explanation. Sydney walked over to
her father.
"We did it, dad," she said with a smile.
Jack smiled brightly for the first time in years. "It's finally over."
With a mirroring smile, Sydney stepped forward and hugged her father. His surprise was
evident, but after a few moments, his arms were around her as well.
Throughout the remainder of the day, the hapless employees of SD6 were interrogated by
CIA officers. Vaughn was still nowhere to be seen. Sydney left the building two hours
later. As she entered the parking garage, she stopped short. He was leaning against her
car. A smile spread across his face as he noticed her. She grinned back and broke into a
run, launching herself into his waiting arms. They held eachother for only moments before
Sydney pulled back and looked up into the eyes of Michael Vaughn.
"It's over, Vaughn," she spoke softly, "we did it."
"You did it, Syd."
She sighed. "It's incredible, isn't it?"
He gazed down at her meaningfully. "Yes, it is."
Sydney felt his hand brush her cheek and trace her jaw line before resting at the back
of her head, his fingers enterwining themselves in her hair. As he gently pulled her towards
him, she wound her arms over his shoulders. And finally, after three years of waiting,
they kissed without fear of being discovered.
"Alias." I could settle for one certain Agent Michael Vaughn.. but that's another story. :)
Title: End Of Days
Author: Penni Lane
Feedback: mrsspooky_dks@yahoo.com
Reviews: Hell yes!
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
------------------------
Sydney took a deep breath as she entered the SD6 complex for what was to be the
last time. The CIA had been planning a takeover for almost a month, after the last fragments
of evidence against Arvin Sloane and his associates had fallen into place. It was hard to
believe that it was almost over after seven years of lies and almost three years of sneaking
around for counter missions. Sydney Bristow was ready to get on with her life and leave the
spy games buried in the past. Her subconcious wandered to a certain aspect of her job. A
certain person who had become almost necessary for her survival. Michael Vaughn. Sydney
sighed as she reached her desk. He had become one of her reasons for getting up every
morning and going to work. After this was all over, would he disappear from her life? She
had refused to admit it for so long, but recently she had surrendered to the fact that she
was very much in love with him. "Hockey can wait," he had told her once. Now that the wait
was over, Sydney wondered, would he still be there?
"You ok, Syd?"
Sydney looked up into the face of her partner. "Yeah, Dixon, I'm just tired."
She forced a smile and he smiled back, sitting down at the desk in front of her. "If
you only knew," she thought. She glanced at her watch as she started to type another report.
The CIA team would be there in less than an hour. It was the longest forty minutes in
Sydney's life.
Just before the team rushed in, she saw her father stealthily exit Sloane's office. The
failsafe was deactivated. He had sent the signal. The doors flew open and an armed SWAT
team entered.
"Everyone on the ground!" The commander yelled, surveying the room.
Sloane came out of the briefing room with a look of pure disbelief on his face. Some of
the SWAT team moved to him and cuffed him. Sydney watched carefully. She had waited for
this moment for so long. The shock on his face turned to fury and betrayal as Jack Bristow
crossed to the commander.
"The safe is secured," he told him, "your men should be able to get through."
One of the team members went towards the safe with a large box. Sydney scanned the
team. She had hoped Vaughn would be there for such an important moment, but his was not
among the faces.
As Sloane was led out, other high-ranking SD6 officers were also arrested. The lower
agents were told to remain calm, and were promised an explanation. Sydney walked over to
her father.
"We did it, dad," she said with a smile.
Jack smiled brightly for the first time in years. "It's finally over."
With a mirroring smile, Sydney stepped forward and hugged her father. His surprise was
evident, but after a few moments, his arms were around her as well.
Throughout the remainder of the day, the hapless employees of SD6 were interrogated by
CIA officers. Vaughn was still nowhere to be seen. Sydney left the building two hours
later. As she entered the parking garage, she stopped short. He was leaning against her
car. A smile spread across his face as he noticed her. She grinned back and broke into a
run, launching herself into his waiting arms. They held eachother for only moments before
Sydney pulled back and looked up into the eyes of Michael Vaughn.
"It's over, Vaughn," she spoke softly, "we did it."
"You did it, Syd."
She sighed. "It's incredible, isn't it?"
He gazed down at her meaningfully. "Yes, it is."
Sydney felt his hand brush her cheek and trace her jaw line before resting at the back
of her head, his fingers enterwining themselves in her hair. As he gently pulled her towards
him, she wound her arms over his shoulders. And finally, after three years of waiting,
they kissed without fear of being discovered.