TITLE: Holding You

AUTHOR: Vona

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Summary: Spoilers for The Box Part 1 Sydney and Vaughn's POV about holding each other

Rating: G

Classification: Romance Extreme Sydney and Vaughn shipper stuff Both of their POV's

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Holding You

VAUGHN'S POINT OF VIEW:

I stood waiting for Sydney to come to our meeting place. I hadn't seen her since... since we found out her mother had killed my father. I was anxious, hoping and praying that things wouldn't be akward between us. She came in slowly, almost cautiously, like she was afraid. I attempted to smile, but I failed miserably. She nodded. " Hey, " her voice was hoarse. We began at the same time, " Vaughn..."

" Sydney..." She kind of choked laughed. " I'm so sorry. I just can't believe it. My mother seemed so gentle and sweet, mild-mannered and fun." Her voice broke, " She wasn't. She was a killer, a monster, a traiter. My whole life has been a lie. Look, I'm talking about myself again. It's just that she didn't want me, my Dad doesn't wat me. I 'm just a constant reminder of the woman who used him to gain secrets about the country. No one wants me." My heart broke as she said that. It was silent except for a few sniffles from Sydney. " Sydney... I want you." She looked at me with tear filled brown eyes. " Even after my mom... You still want to be friends, coworkers?" I nodded. I wanted to be more that that, but it would never be. I went with what my heart was telling me, not my brain. I enfolded her in my arms. I listened to her sob and felt her salty tears soak through my shirt. I lightly brushed a kiss on the top of her head.

" It's OK, Sydney. None of this is your fault. Remember you always have me." Her sobs slowly subsided. We stood there, in the middle of the cold, empty chained room, holding each other as if we would never let go. I was in heaven.

SYDNEY'S POINT OF VIEW

I dreaded going to meet Vaughn. I hadn't seen him since I had found out that... my mother was a heartless monster. Would he hate me? Would he not want to ever see my face again? I couldn't bear that thought. I had lost everything, my world crumbling around. My entire life had been a lie. I took a deep breath. I can do this, I know I can. I walked into the room and my knees went weak, the sight of him standing there, looking forlorn. He hates me, I know it. He nodded and I managed a hey. It was silent for a bit, but then we spoke at the same time. That broke me down. I apologized, begging for forgiveness. I poured my soul out to him, not able to stop; I told him everything that I had been feeling the last few days. Angry, upset, depressed, sorrowful, and unwanted. But then he spoke the magic words that I had been longing to hear. " I want you." I stared at his glistening green eyes and soon I was in his arms. It felt so good, so special. He told everything would be alright and that I would always have him. I stopped sobbing and just stood in the empty, cold chained room in Michael Vaughn's arms. I was heaven...