Title: Almost Perfect
Author: Chelsea (#47)
Distribution: Anywhere you want, just let me know!
Rating: PG
Summary: Three years post ATY. Sydney is a school teacher and thinks Vaughn is dead, Will is a ranch hand, Francie is w/ the CIA and Vaughn is lonely and miserable.
Disclaimer: The only thing I own are the characters Jodi Granger, Steve Sanders, Josh McBride, Becky James, and Tom. Everything else (the show, or any other copyrighted items) belong to the rightful owners, whoever they might be.
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Background Information: Sydney was saved from her mother in Taipei by Jack and Will; no one was killed. Vaughn survived, but Sydney is unaware of this fact. Dixon reported Sydney, and she and Will were sent into witness protection directly after returning. Vaughn doesn't know Syd's whereabouts. Will's article was printed; the beginning of the end for SD-6. Francie was told the truth after she caused much trouble by continually going to the police. She was recruited after refusing to enter WP.
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Chapter 3: A Poor Woman's Michael Vaughn
Sydney lie in bed thinking about how drastically her life had changed in the past three years. No longer did she have to sneak off to some foreign country to steal a priceless artifact or wander around in skimpy clothes speaking foreign languages. She didn't have to lie.
She did have to lie. It was the one thing that she had hated most, and it was the one thing that had followed her. Now her entire life was a lie. Her closest friend and roommate, Becky had no idea about Sydney's past. She didn't know that she had basically no relationship with her dad and that her mother was an evil witch bent on capturing her only daughter. Becky James knew absolutely nothing about Sydney Bristow. She wasn't even aware that she had ever existed. The woman that she knew was Stacy Carter, a woman with the perfect life. She was loved by her students, gorgeous, and dating the most handsome teacher at Polton High, Josh McBride.
What Becky didn't know about 'Stacey' was that every night she had nightmares about a handsome man trapped in a water-filled room. A man that, as he was about to die, was concerned only with her. A man who she had loved. Becky was unaware that every time 'Stacey' held Josh's hand or kissed him, she wished he were Michael Vaughn. She never suspected that after every date that she had she would come home and cry herself to sleep. Stacey Carter had the perfect life, but Sydney's was torture. Teaching was her only escape.
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Sydney walked into class to find all of the students already seated. They looked like angels. What's going on here? She moved over to her desk and laid her briefcase down. She quickly scanned he room and immediately found the cause. She shook her head. Someone thinks they're clever. 'She's the Spanish teacher, so let's write something about her in German!' One of the students had written "Our teacher is fine!" in large letters across the black board. She turned to face the class again. Try as she might she couldn't stop the grin that spread across her face.
Years of training in the art of reading people proved to be very useful to a teacher. As she searched the faces of every student she could easily eliminate the innocent ones and pinpoint the guilty. Tom.
"Tom, could you come up here for a minute?" He sent a worried glance to his friends and made his way slowly to the front of the class. "Why did you write this?" He started to deny it. "I know it was you. I assume everyone knows what it means?" They nodded. "Would anyone tell me?"
One of the girls in the front row said, "It says that Spanish rocks and German sucks." The whole class laughed. Sydney got an idea.
"Tom, would you mind reading this out loud." He did so with a terrible German accent. "No, no. That was no good. It goes more like this." She rattled it off in perfect German. She smiled at him. "The next time you want to try and outsmart your opponent, make sure you know what he knows." As the now blushing teen made his way back to his seat Syd thought, I probably shouldn't have done that.
Author: Chelsea (#47)
Distribution: Anywhere you want, just let me know!
Rating: PG
Summary: Three years post ATY. Sydney is a school teacher and thinks Vaughn is dead, Will is a ranch hand, Francie is w/ the CIA and Vaughn is lonely and miserable.
Disclaimer: The only thing I own are the characters Jodi Granger, Steve Sanders, Josh McBride, Becky James, and Tom. Everything else (the show, or any other copyrighted items) belong to the rightful owners, whoever they might be.
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Background Information: Sydney was saved from her mother in Taipei by Jack and Will; no one was killed. Vaughn survived, but Sydney is unaware of this fact. Dixon reported Sydney, and she and Will were sent into witness protection directly after returning. Vaughn doesn't know Syd's whereabouts. Will's article was printed; the beginning of the end for SD-6. Francie was told the truth after she caused much trouble by continually going to the police. She was recruited after refusing to enter WP.
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Chapter 3: A Poor Woman's Michael Vaughn
Sydney lie in bed thinking about how drastically her life had changed in the past three years. No longer did she have to sneak off to some foreign country to steal a priceless artifact or wander around in skimpy clothes speaking foreign languages. She didn't have to lie.
She did have to lie. It was the one thing that she had hated most, and it was the one thing that had followed her. Now her entire life was a lie. Her closest friend and roommate, Becky had no idea about Sydney's past. She didn't know that she had basically no relationship with her dad and that her mother was an evil witch bent on capturing her only daughter. Becky James knew absolutely nothing about Sydney Bristow. She wasn't even aware that she had ever existed. The woman that she knew was Stacy Carter, a woman with the perfect life. She was loved by her students, gorgeous, and dating the most handsome teacher at Polton High, Josh McBride.
What Becky didn't know about 'Stacey' was that every night she had nightmares about a handsome man trapped in a water-filled room. A man that, as he was about to die, was concerned only with her. A man who she had loved. Becky was unaware that every time 'Stacey' held Josh's hand or kissed him, she wished he were Michael Vaughn. She never suspected that after every date that she had she would come home and cry herself to sleep. Stacey Carter had the perfect life, but Sydney's was torture. Teaching was her only escape.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sydney walked into class to find all of the students already seated. They looked like angels. What's going on here? She moved over to her desk and laid her briefcase down. She quickly scanned he room and immediately found the cause. She shook her head. Someone thinks they're clever. 'She's the Spanish teacher, so let's write something about her in German!' One of the students had written "Our teacher is fine!" in large letters across the black board. She turned to face the class again. Try as she might she couldn't stop the grin that spread across her face.
Years of training in the art of reading people proved to be very useful to a teacher. As she searched the faces of every student she could easily eliminate the innocent ones and pinpoint the guilty. Tom.
"Tom, could you come up here for a minute?" He sent a worried glance to his friends and made his way slowly to the front of the class. "Why did you write this?" He started to deny it. "I know it was you. I assume everyone knows what it means?" They nodded. "Would anyone tell me?"
One of the girls in the front row said, "It says that Spanish rocks and German sucks." The whole class laughed. Sydney got an idea.
"Tom, would you mind reading this out loud." He did so with a terrible German accent. "No, no. That was no good. It goes more like this." She rattled it off in perfect German. She smiled at him. "The next time you want to try and outsmart your opponent, make sure you know what he knows." As the now blushing teen made his way back to his seat Syd thought, I probably shouldn't have done that.