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Author's Note: For those of you who want to get to the romance, I must inform you that the romance doesn't exactly start here. Maybe the next chapter, though!
Chapter 2 - The Meeting
Sydney's heart was pounding even harder than before. As she started getting closer she noticed that her light pace became a run. Her head was filled with so many emotions it hurt. Tears began rolling down her cheeks at the hope of Vaughn being alive.
She was inside. She was now standing where Vaughn should be. Instead of a pair of beautiful green eyes staring back at her, there were brown ones. The man was tall with dark hair, looked familiar. 'Who is he, though? Is it someone that works for SD-6?'
"Sydney Bristow?" The man asked.
"Who are you?" Sydney gave him a serious look. She wasn't about to answer that question till she found out who he was.
"I'm Agent Weiss, your new handler." He sat down on one of the crates and held out his hand to suggest for her to do the same thing. Sydney sat down still staring at him. "I was a close friend of Mike's."
'Yes, that's right. He was a close friend to Vaughn. I remember hearing about him.' "Why did they assign you to be my new handler?" Sydney didn't mean for it to come off as rude as it sounded, but she couldn't help it.
"Before you take up being a handler, the person must sign who they want to take their place if something might happen." He talked to her as if she was the most evil person in the world. "Well something happened to Mike, as you should know. And . . . well . . . he chose me to be your handler."
Sydney studied him for a second. 'He must think Vaughn died because of me. Why? He didn't . . . Maybe he was right; Vaughn did die because of me. He didn't have to come along, but I let him. I could have stopped him. I could have told him that he was better needed here. Instead I was too caught up on saving Will and finding my mother. Now I wish I hadn't of found her.'
Weiss pulled out a file and started reading. He then looked up at Sydney, "Your friend, Will Tippin, is in holding. We will let you know where he is after he has been questioned a little bit more."
"Questioned?" Sydney looked shocked. "Why is he being questioned?"
"It's nothing to worry about. We are just questioning him of what happened. I believe your father is with him while it is taking place."
'My father? My father is with Will? Why?'
"We have a new assignment for you." Weiss pulled out another folder. There were a couple of pictures in it; he shuffled through them trying to find the best one. "Here is the next target that we believe SD-6 is going after."
Sydney took the picture. The picture was of the man off of the plane. She held the picture up close to make sure of what she was seeing.
"Is something wrong?" Weiss noticed that Sydney was looking at the picture in a weird way.
"I just met this man."
"You what?" Weiss brought his crate closer to Sydney. "Where? When? How?"
"He was the guy sitting next to me on the plane," she said out loud as she continued looking at the picture.
"That guy that you are looking at is a very rich arms dealer. Possibly a new terrorist." Weiss began to dig through some more files.
"What does Sloane want with him?" Sydney turned to look at Weiss. He appeared to have a few sweat beads. 'It isn't hot in here is it?'
"He and Sloane used to be buddies, actually. But, Sloane found out that he is trying to take over SD-6 and is starting with all the leaders. He all ready killed one." Weiss read through a list, "His name is Matthew "The Sweetheart" Jones."
"The Sweetheart?"
"He is sweet to all of his girls, right before he kills them."
Sydney released her breath that she didn't notice that she was holding. "Kills them?"
"He is supposed to have this thing about going after attractive women, then kills them after he's had sex with them. The women are usually tall, brown hair and eyes." Weiss stopped and looked up at Sydney. She looked as if she was shaking. He then realized that she was like all of those women that he just described. "He is supposed to be in Australia in a week. We don't know exactly where, yet. Your father managed to get Sloan to give you a week off of work. The CIA wants you to do nothing but rest."
Sydney was glad to hear that, but in a way it made her fill useless. Finally, she gets a break and she wants to work. She offered Weiss one of her fake smiles, "Thanks."
"Our code isn't going to be Joey's Pizza anymore." Weiss looked down as he said the code name that her and Vaughn used to share. "It will be Snip and Snap Salon."
Sydney nodded as she heard the new code. "Should I be expecting a call anytime while I'm on my break?"
"No. you shouldn't be. But, we would like for you to stay in town, though, incase anything might happen." Weiss pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Sydney. "Here is my number if you need me."
Sydney took the paper and studied it. "Thank you," she smiled.
"Okay, it looks like we're done here." Weiss rose from the crate and gathered his files.
Sydney started walking out of the door, but turned around. She noticed that Weiss was still gathering his things, slowly. "I'm . . . I'm sorry for what happened."
Weiss turned around and looked at Sydney. "It wasn't your fault. You don't have to apologize." 'Why did you just say that? You've been doing nothing but blaming Sydney for Mike's death. She could have told him to not go with her!' "Mike was just too emotionally attached to you." 'What are you saying?'
Sydney jerked back in surprise. "What do you mean?"
"He loved you. That's why he went with you. He risked his job and his life to help you." Weiss turned back around and continued to collect the rest of the files. 'Why in the hell did you just say that?'
Sydney walked out of the warehouse. She couldn't believe it. She had no idea that Vaughn felt that way. After she offered to take him to the King's game, she figured that he just wanted to be on a professional basis. Sydney looked up and realized that she didn't have a way home. Weiss came walking out of the warehouse, and turned when he saw Sydney still there. "I forgot that I took a cab here," she smiled.
"I can take you home, my car is just around the block." Weiss gestured his hand showing her where it was.
"I don't want to be a burden." "Your not a burden," Weiss smiled. 'Why am I being so nice to her? Remember you hate her, Eric!'
FEEDBACK: I would love it! It would help motivate me!
ARCHIVE: Sure, would love it. Just let me know first!
Author's Note: For those of you who want to get to the romance, I must inform you that the romance doesn't exactly start here. Maybe the next chapter, though!
Chapter 2 - The Meeting
Sydney's heart was pounding even harder than before. As she started getting closer she noticed that her light pace became a run. Her head was filled with so many emotions it hurt. Tears began rolling down her cheeks at the hope of Vaughn being alive.
She was inside. She was now standing where Vaughn should be. Instead of a pair of beautiful green eyes staring back at her, there were brown ones. The man was tall with dark hair, looked familiar. 'Who is he, though? Is it someone that works for SD-6?'
"Sydney Bristow?" The man asked.
"Who are you?" Sydney gave him a serious look. She wasn't about to answer that question till she found out who he was.
"I'm Agent Weiss, your new handler." He sat down on one of the crates and held out his hand to suggest for her to do the same thing. Sydney sat down still staring at him. "I was a close friend of Mike's."
'Yes, that's right. He was a close friend to Vaughn. I remember hearing about him.' "Why did they assign you to be my new handler?" Sydney didn't mean for it to come off as rude as it sounded, but she couldn't help it.
"Before you take up being a handler, the person must sign who they want to take their place if something might happen." He talked to her as if she was the most evil person in the world. "Well something happened to Mike, as you should know. And . . . well . . . he chose me to be your handler."
Sydney studied him for a second. 'He must think Vaughn died because of me. Why? He didn't . . . Maybe he was right; Vaughn did die because of me. He didn't have to come along, but I let him. I could have stopped him. I could have told him that he was better needed here. Instead I was too caught up on saving Will and finding my mother. Now I wish I hadn't of found her.'
Weiss pulled out a file and started reading. He then looked up at Sydney, "Your friend, Will Tippin, is in holding. We will let you know where he is after he has been questioned a little bit more."
"Questioned?" Sydney looked shocked. "Why is he being questioned?"
"It's nothing to worry about. We are just questioning him of what happened. I believe your father is with him while it is taking place."
'My father? My father is with Will? Why?'
"We have a new assignment for you." Weiss pulled out another folder. There were a couple of pictures in it; he shuffled through them trying to find the best one. "Here is the next target that we believe SD-6 is going after."
Sydney took the picture. The picture was of the man off of the plane. She held the picture up close to make sure of what she was seeing.
"Is something wrong?" Weiss noticed that Sydney was looking at the picture in a weird way.
"I just met this man."
"You what?" Weiss brought his crate closer to Sydney. "Where? When? How?"
"He was the guy sitting next to me on the plane," she said out loud as she continued looking at the picture.
"That guy that you are looking at is a very rich arms dealer. Possibly a new terrorist." Weiss began to dig through some more files.
"What does Sloane want with him?" Sydney turned to look at Weiss. He appeared to have a few sweat beads. 'It isn't hot in here is it?'
"He and Sloane used to be buddies, actually. But, Sloane found out that he is trying to take over SD-6 and is starting with all the leaders. He all ready killed one." Weiss read through a list, "His name is Matthew "The Sweetheart" Jones."
"The Sweetheart?"
"He is sweet to all of his girls, right before he kills them."
Sydney released her breath that she didn't notice that she was holding. "Kills them?"
"He is supposed to have this thing about going after attractive women, then kills them after he's had sex with them. The women are usually tall, brown hair and eyes." Weiss stopped and looked up at Sydney. She looked as if she was shaking. He then realized that she was like all of those women that he just described. "He is supposed to be in Australia in a week. We don't know exactly where, yet. Your father managed to get Sloan to give you a week off of work. The CIA wants you to do nothing but rest."
Sydney was glad to hear that, but in a way it made her fill useless. Finally, she gets a break and she wants to work. She offered Weiss one of her fake smiles, "Thanks."
"Our code isn't going to be Joey's Pizza anymore." Weiss looked down as he said the code name that her and Vaughn used to share. "It will be Snip and Snap Salon."
Sydney nodded as she heard the new code. "Should I be expecting a call anytime while I'm on my break?"
"No. you shouldn't be. But, we would like for you to stay in town, though, incase anything might happen." Weiss pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Sydney. "Here is my number if you need me."
Sydney took the paper and studied it. "Thank you," she smiled.
"Okay, it looks like we're done here." Weiss rose from the crate and gathered his files.
Sydney started walking out of the door, but turned around. She noticed that Weiss was still gathering his things, slowly. "I'm . . . I'm sorry for what happened."
Weiss turned around and looked at Sydney. "It wasn't your fault. You don't have to apologize." 'Why did you just say that? You've been doing nothing but blaming Sydney for Mike's death. She could have told him to not go with her!' "Mike was just too emotionally attached to you." 'What are you saying?'
Sydney jerked back in surprise. "What do you mean?"
"He loved you. That's why he went with you. He risked his job and his life to help you." Weiss turned back around and continued to collect the rest of the files. 'Why in the hell did you just say that?'
Sydney walked out of the warehouse. She couldn't believe it. She had no idea that Vaughn felt that way. After she offered to take him to the King's game, she figured that he just wanted to be on a professional basis. Sydney looked up and realized that she didn't have a way home. Weiss came walking out of the warehouse, and turned when he saw Sydney still there. "I forgot that I took a cab here," she smiled.
"I can take you home, my car is just around the block." Weiss gestured his hand showing her where it was.
"I don't want to be a burden." "Your not a burden," Weiss smiled. 'Why am I being so nice to her? Remember you hate her, Eric!'