"Home sweet home!" Vaughn exclaimed as he and Sydney walked through the
threshold of his apartment. He threw his keys on the counter and headed
towards the fridge.
Sydney on the other hand dawdled a bit longer in the doorway, an image slipped into her mind of her in a puffy white wedding dress being cradled in the arms of a Michael Vaughn wearing a handsome tuxedo. "Here we are Mrs. Vaughn." He said as he leaned in to kiss her. "Sydney…?"
"Sydney? Hello, Sydney, earth to Agent Bristow!" Vaughn called as he waved his hands in front of her face.
"Huh?" She said, snapping back to reality.
"Wow, you were just a million miles away from here." He said taking her jacket off for her.
She blushed to a bright red "Oh, um, I was just thinking. Anyway, it's pretty late, I think I'm just going to take a shower and go to bed." Sydney said. 'Yeah a shower, a very cold shower.'
She noticed the look of disappointment that fell upon his face. "Oh… are you sure? I sort of had some plans for tonight."
Sydney's face brightened "Plans? Well, sleep can wait. What do you have in mind?"
"Excellent, dinner should be served any minute…"
Hearing the ringing of a doorbell, Vaughn went and opened the door to find an Oriental teenager with a bag of food in his hand.
"Chinese food! You truly are my guardian angel!" Sydney exclaimed. "How did you know that it was my favorite?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
He smirked at her after closing the door. "I have connections."
"Now of that I have no doubt." She said as she dug into the bag of food to see which foods she would devour.
A half and hour later the table had been cleaned up and Sydney was just putting away the last carton of food in the fridge. "So, anything else in mind?"
He smiled mischievously and walked into the center of the living room. Curling his finger he motioned for her to come to him.
She walked over to him where he preceded to shut the light off and he grabbed the remote for his stereo.
Sydney soon heard the soft sounds of classical music fill the room as Vaughn took her hands into his own and slowly the two of them began dancing in the dark room which was now lit only by the moonlight which was shining through the windows.
Vaughn had his head down, placed on the crook of Sydney's neck. She could feel his steady and constant breath on her skin.
Laying her head on his shoulder, she closed her eyes and let herself be peaceful, for once in her life since her crusade against SD-6 began, she had completely and utterly forgotten that SD-6 even existed. They both swayed from side to side gently to the music, neither one of them wanted this to end. Both of them could feel the heat that the other was radiating.
"Sydney" Vaughn breathed huskily as he lifted his head. She did the same and both of their eyes locked in a passionate gaze. "I love you."
She smiled, this wide-eyed big grin smile. "I love you too."
They both resumed dancing for another song until Sydney broke the comfortable silence. "When?"
"When what?" He asked.
"When did you fall in love with me?"
He smiled, obviously remember the occasion. "It was the night you called me to come meet you, when your dad had stood you up for dinner. I just remember how deeply your father had hurt you and I saw this other side of you, this fragile side and I knew that I had never met anyone who had so many different sides to love." He leaned in and gave her lips a soft kiss. "What about you?"
She thought for a moment "I don't think there was a specific instant that I knew that I was in love with you. It just gradually happened. When I would go out on missions I found myself just wanting to get the job done so I could come home and then I found myself wanting to get the job done so I could see you when I got back. And just the way you've always listened to me and never asked for anything in return. All of it, I just fell in love with every aspect of you, Michael Vaughn."
The two of them stopped dancing and instead began to kiss passionately. Sydney nipped at Vaughn's ear and planted heated kisses all down the side of his neck while Vaughn kissed parts of her shoulder as he pushed down one strap of her tank top.
"Wait, Sydney, are you sure about this?" He asked, stopping the motions.
She looked at him straight in the eye. "I've never been more sure about anything."
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TBC!!
Sydney on the other hand dawdled a bit longer in the doorway, an image slipped into her mind of her in a puffy white wedding dress being cradled in the arms of a Michael Vaughn wearing a handsome tuxedo. "Here we are Mrs. Vaughn." He said as he leaned in to kiss her. "Sydney…?"
"Sydney? Hello, Sydney, earth to Agent Bristow!" Vaughn called as he waved his hands in front of her face.
"Huh?" She said, snapping back to reality.
"Wow, you were just a million miles away from here." He said taking her jacket off for her.
She blushed to a bright red "Oh, um, I was just thinking. Anyway, it's pretty late, I think I'm just going to take a shower and go to bed." Sydney said. 'Yeah a shower, a very cold shower.'
She noticed the look of disappointment that fell upon his face. "Oh… are you sure? I sort of had some plans for tonight."
Sydney's face brightened "Plans? Well, sleep can wait. What do you have in mind?"
"Excellent, dinner should be served any minute…"
Hearing the ringing of a doorbell, Vaughn went and opened the door to find an Oriental teenager with a bag of food in his hand.
"Chinese food! You truly are my guardian angel!" Sydney exclaimed. "How did you know that it was my favorite?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
He smirked at her after closing the door. "I have connections."
"Now of that I have no doubt." She said as she dug into the bag of food to see which foods she would devour.
A half and hour later the table had been cleaned up and Sydney was just putting away the last carton of food in the fridge. "So, anything else in mind?"
He smiled mischievously and walked into the center of the living room. Curling his finger he motioned for her to come to him.
She walked over to him where he preceded to shut the light off and he grabbed the remote for his stereo.
Sydney soon heard the soft sounds of classical music fill the room as Vaughn took her hands into his own and slowly the two of them began dancing in the dark room which was now lit only by the moonlight which was shining through the windows.
Vaughn had his head down, placed on the crook of Sydney's neck. She could feel his steady and constant breath on her skin.
Laying her head on his shoulder, she closed her eyes and let herself be peaceful, for once in her life since her crusade against SD-6 began, she had completely and utterly forgotten that SD-6 even existed. They both swayed from side to side gently to the music, neither one of them wanted this to end. Both of them could feel the heat that the other was radiating.
"Sydney" Vaughn breathed huskily as he lifted his head. She did the same and both of their eyes locked in a passionate gaze. "I love you."
She smiled, this wide-eyed big grin smile. "I love you too."
They both resumed dancing for another song until Sydney broke the comfortable silence. "When?"
"When what?" He asked.
"When did you fall in love with me?"
He smiled, obviously remember the occasion. "It was the night you called me to come meet you, when your dad had stood you up for dinner. I just remember how deeply your father had hurt you and I saw this other side of you, this fragile side and I knew that I had never met anyone who had so many different sides to love." He leaned in and gave her lips a soft kiss. "What about you?"
She thought for a moment "I don't think there was a specific instant that I knew that I was in love with you. It just gradually happened. When I would go out on missions I found myself just wanting to get the job done so I could come home and then I found myself wanting to get the job done so I could see you when I got back. And just the way you've always listened to me and never asked for anything in return. All of it, I just fell in love with every aspect of you, Michael Vaughn."
The two of them stopped dancing and instead began to kiss passionately. Sydney nipped at Vaughn's ear and planted heated kisses all down the side of his neck while Vaughn kissed parts of her shoulder as he pushed down one strap of her tank top.
"Wait, Sydney, are you sure about this?" He asked, stopping the motions.
She looked at him straight in the eye. "I've never been more sure about anything."
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TBC!!