Title: a helping hand part ten: mission accomplished (10/11)
Author: Jaycee
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine. They belong to J.J. Abrams/ABC/Touchstone. But still, some of them do.
Spoilers: None!
Rating: G
Genre/Category: Vaughn/Sydney; romance/action/adventure
Summary: A new agent comes into the lives of our favorite agents to help them on their new mission.
Sydney's bedroom
Three days after the mission
Sydney lay on her bed, just reveling on the fact that she's finally relaxing.
The fake substance is with Sloane and when he discovered it was not the real kind, his contacts told him that there are a dozen of the same bags in the vault that anyone would have a hard time determining which one is the real one.
She stretched her muscles and sighed. Sloane said that he'd be sending another agent next week to get the real substance. Sydney almost laughed out loud at that.
They can't get the substance anymore since the CIA already has it. She just hoped that Sloane wouldn't think that anything's wrong.
It's a great thing that Dixon didn't notice anything about the guards shouting at Vaughn on the stage, or else he would have told Sloane about it.
And it would really suck if she were suspected as the mole again.
The phone rang. She checked her watch and saw that its almost eleven p.m. She wonders who will be calling so late.
"Hello?"
"Joey's Pizza?"
All the tiredness that she was feeling earlier disappeared like vapor in the air when she heard his voice.
"Sorry. Wrong number." She whispered and jumped off her bed.
As she started to change out of her PJs, she remembered how she danced with Vaughn that night at the party.
She wondered why he called her. Is something wrong?
But most of all, she wondered when would be the time when she'll feel his arms around hers again.
She hoped it would be sometime soon.