It was a year ago today that Sydney Bristow and Michael Vaughn had
disappeared. Only Charlotte Madison and Josh Burton remained, two lovers
who had moved in next door. No one knew much about them; they could speak
French well enough to ask for a cup of sugar now and then. Therefore, the
neighbors welcomed them.
Charlotte was standing by the window, looking out over the small
town. The window box was half watered, forgotten amongst the memories that
Charlotte held of her old life. The small apartment where she lived with
Josh was cozy, yet big enough for each of them to have their own space.
There were many windows all of which were open almost constantly during the
warm summer. She looked down at her left hand where a glittering ring
rested on her finger, almost as if it had always been there. Suddenly the
door slammed and Josh came in, his face lighting up when he saw Charlotte.
Her short blonde hair was gleaming in the sun and the light blue sundress
was blowing in the breeze.
"Hey." He said, dropping his coat on the chair.
"Hi." She said her smile growing bigger. Making her way across the room Charlotte was scooped up into his arms as Josh pulled her in for a passionate kiss. "How was your day?" Charlotte asked when the pulled apart.
"Fine, how about you?" Josh asked.
"Fine. I didn't do much, just watered the plants, and did some house work." They made their way to the kitchen where she sat down and he put on a kettle of water for tea. The big wood table was stained with wear and tear but still was part of their home. Charlotte and Josh sat in silence until Charlotte suddenly broke it. "It doesn't seem like a year does it?"
Josh turned to her. "What doesn't?"
"A year since Sydney Bristow and Michael Vaughn died." Charlotte replied, looking at his still figure. Their eyes met and he placed a hand on hers.
"You're right but look at us now. We don't have to look over our shoulders anymore. We can be free to love each other and not worry about being caught." He said and rubbed a finger over her wedding ring.
"Your right, what I was meaning was that I'm starting to forget our old lives." Charlotte said, keeping her eyes locked on his. Suddenly there were gunshots everywhere. Charlotte disappeared and once again became someone she missed. Sydney Bristow. Diving under the table the two of them covered their heads. The door burst open and hands reached under the table, grabbing them. Reflex kicked in and she smashed the masked man in the face with her heel. Josh, or Michael did the same and dove out from under the table, ripping open a cupboard and grabbing out two guns and ammo. Tossing one to Sydney he loaded his own and began firing. Sydney did the same, hitting two, who fell on the floor. When the noise was all over there was a total of ten men on the floor, all dead. Sydney was standing in the middle of the room, still aiming her gun where the last man has stood. She suddenly collapsed in a sobbing heap on the floor. Michael rushed over to her, stroking her head and just holding her.
"How did they find us?" She asked through sobs
"I'm not sure but we have to get out of here sweetie" Michael replied helping her up
They ran into their bedroom, sweeping things up into their suitcases, clothes, guns; Sydney paused in front of the wedding picture. They looked perfect together, but something had always seemed off. It wasn't really them in that picture. Just two strangers. "Michael?" She said and he paused. "When this is all over, when we are free, promise me one thing."
"Anything Sydney." He said.
"That we will get married, as Sydney Bristow and Michael Vaughn. Not the strangers we have become." Two warm arms encircled her, giving her, her answer. "I love you."
"I love you too Sydney. And like I said a year ago today, I will never leave you, no matter who we become." Michael said kissing her on the cheek. "Lets get out of here."
With one last glance around the house, Sydney closed her suitcase and they both left their lives for the second time.
A/N: Hoped you like it and if any of my five readers are still with me I'm sorry for taking so long. I'm just getting back into the groove of writing after my muse left me for someone else. Now I've welcomed her back with open arms and forgive me while I get my writing style back. Love you all and REVIEW!! Whoever had her didn't feed my muse very well and only REVIEWS will sustain her. ~KT Kat =^..^=
"Hey." He said, dropping his coat on the chair.
"Hi." She said her smile growing bigger. Making her way across the room Charlotte was scooped up into his arms as Josh pulled her in for a passionate kiss. "How was your day?" Charlotte asked when the pulled apart.
"Fine, how about you?" Josh asked.
"Fine. I didn't do much, just watered the plants, and did some house work." They made their way to the kitchen where she sat down and he put on a kettle of water for tea. The big wood table was stained with wear and tear but still was part of their home. Charlotte and Josh sat in silence until Charlotte suddenly broke it. "It doesn't seem like a year does it?"
Josh turned to her. "What doesn't?"
"A year since Sydney Bristow and Michael Vaughn died." Charlotte replied, looking at his still figure. Their eyes met and he placed a hand on hers.
"You're right but look at us now. We don't have to look over our shoulders anymore. We can be free to love each other and not worry about being caught." He said and rubbed a finger over her wedding ring.
"Your right, what I was meaning was that I'm starting to forget our old lives." Charlotte said, keeping her eyes locked on his. Suddenly there were gunshots everywhere. Charlotte disappeared and once again became someone she missed. Sydney Bristow. Diving under the table the two of them covered their heads. The door burst open and hands reached under the table, grabbing them. Reflex kicked in and she smashed the masked man in the face with her heel. Josh, or Michael did the same and dove out from under the table, ripping open a cupboard and grabbing out two guns and ammo. Tossing one to Sydney he loaded his own and began firing. Sydney did the same, hitting two, who fell on the floor. When the noise was all over there was a total of ten men on the floor, all dead. Sydney was standing in the middle of the room, still aiming her gun where the last man has stood. She suddenly collapsed in a sobbing heap on the floor. Michael rushed over to her, stroking her head and just holding her.
"How did they find us?" She asked through sobs
"I'm not sure but we have to get out of here sweetie" Michael replied helping her up
They ran into their bedroom, sweeping things up into their suitcases, clothes, guns; Sydney paused in front of the wedding picture. They looked perfect together, but something had always seemed off. It wasn't really them in that picture. Just two strangers. "Michael?" She said and he paused. "When this is all over, when we are free, promise me one thing."
"Anything Sydney." He said.
"That we will get married, as Sydney Bristow and Michael Vaughn. Not the strangers we have become." Two warm arms encircled her, giving her, her answer. "I love you."
"I love you too Sydney. And like I said a year ago today, I will never leave you, no matter who we become." Michael said kissing her on the cheek. "Lets get out of here."
With one last glance around the house, Sydney closed her suitcase and they both left their lives for the second time.
A/N: Hoped you like it and if any of my five readers are still with me I'm sorry for taking so long. I'm just getting back into the groove of writing after my muse left me for someone else. Now I've welcomed her back with open arms and forgive me while I get my writing style back. Love you all and REVIEW!! Whoever had her didn't feed my muse very well and only REVIEWS will sustain her. ~KT Kat =^..^=
