Email: jch114@hotmail.com
Website: none at this time
Feedback: Yes, this is my first POV fan fiction. I'm looking forward to some feedback.
Distribution: I don't mind, but please email me and tell me the web address of your archival site
Disclaimer: Francie, Will, Charlie, Sydney, anything Alias related is the property of Touchstone, JJ Abrams, Bad Robot Productions, ABC. I don't own any of this at all. Don't sue me.
Summary: This is about a potential romance between Francie and Will. CONTAINS SPOILERS. If you have read Wanda from E Online's spoiler in regards to the Vegas episode, you get where I am going with this. If you haven't, this is the basic idea. Charlie's singing wasn't the only secret he was keeping from Francie.
A/N: Anything you see in italics is Franice thinking to herself.
Rating: PG-13 for lanugage
I'm already on my second drink, when my cell phone starts to ring.
I smiled as I read the caller id. "Will Tippin."
IAlways the faithful one. Sydney doesn't know how good she has got it.
"'Allo." I say slurring a simple greeting. IYup, I'm definitely drunk.
"Francie? You okay?" Will said sounding concerned.
IOh Will, the stories I could tell you.
I clear my throat. "Yeah, I'm fine. What's up?" slurring my words again.
"Are you sure?"
IAwwwh, Will is concerned.
"Yes, Will Tippin. How can I help you this fine evening?"
IDamn, my glass is empty. Where's that barmaid?
"Francie, have you been drinking?"
IWill, the genius.
"Why, yes I have Will. Is there a problem with that?"
"No. Umm…I talked to Sydney, Francie. She told me about what happened with you and Charlie."
IGreat. This is all I need.
"Francie, I just wanted to say how sorry I am."
I feel the tears starting up again. IWhere is that damn barmaid?
"Will. Listen. It's no big deal."
"Let me finish, what I was going to say is that you are great…no, a fantastic woman. If Charlie didn't understand that enough to tell you the truth, then he didn't deserve you to begin with."
IWill he stop being so damn sweet?
"Will." I say tersely as I try to hold back the tears again. "Thank you for that, but like I said…."
"I know. You're okay."
I smile. "Right."
"Even though I don't believe you, …", he said, still sounding concerned.
"Will! I'll be okay. Now get off the phone." I say laughing.
"Okay, Okay. If you need to talk…" he says.
"You'll be right there." I conclude finishing his sentence.
I can hear him smiling. "Talk to you when you get back."
"Bye Will."
"Bye."
As I hang up the phone, I close my eyes. I really need that drink.
Website: none at this time
Feedback: Yes, this is my first POV fan fiction. I'm looking forward to some feedback.
Distribution: I don't mind, but please email me and tell me the web address of your archival site
Disclaimer: Francie, Will, Charlie, Sydney, anything Alias related is the property of Touchstone, JJ Abrams, Bad Robot Productions, ABC. I don't own any of this at all. Don't sue me.
Summary: This is about a potential romance between Francie and Will. CONTAINS SPOILERS. If you have read Wanda from E Online's spoiler in regards to the Vegas episode, you get where I am going with this. If you haven't, this is the basic idea. Charlie's singing wasn't the only secret he was keeping from Francie.
A/N: Anything you see in italics is Franice thinking to herself.
Rating: PG-13 for lanugage
I'm already on my second drink, when my cell phone starts to ring.
I smiled as I read the caller id. "Will Tippin."
IAlways the faithful one. Sydney doesn't know how good she has got it.
"'Allo." I say slurring a simple greeting. IYup, I'm definitely drunk.
"Francie? You okay?" Will said sounding concerned.
IOh Will, the stories I could tell you.
I clear my throat. "Yeah, I'm fine. What's up?" slurring my words again.
"Are you sure?"
IAwwwh, Will is concerned.
"Yes, Will Tippin. How can I help you this fine evening?"
IDamn, my glass is empty. Where's that barmaid?
"Francie, have you been drinking?"
IWill, the genius.
"Why, yes I have Will. Is there a problem with that?"
"No. Umm…I talked to Sydney, Francie. She told me about what happened with you and Charlie."
IGreat. This is all I need.
"Francie, I just wanted to say how sorry I am."
I feel the tears starting up again. IWhere is that damn barmaid?
"Will. Listen. It's no big deal."
"Let me finish, what I was going to say is that you are great…no, a fantastic woman. If Charlie didn't understand that enough to tell you the truth, then he didn't deserve you to begin with."
IWill he stop being so damn sweet?
"Will." I say tersely as I try to hold back the tears again. "Thank you for that, but like I said…."
"I know. You're okay."
I smile. "Right."
"Even though I don't believe you, …", he said, still sounding concerned.
"Will! I'll be okay. Now get off the phone." I say laughing.
"Okay, Okay. If you need to talk…" he says.
"You'll be right there." I conclude finishing his sentence.
I can hear him smiling. "Talk to you when you get back."
"Bye Will."
"Bye."
As I hang up the phone, I close my eyes. I really need that drink.