1.1 "Mommy Dearest"
Disclaimer: I don't own ALIAS, but I sure wish I did!!!
[Thoughts are in brackets]
Jack turned around to see a familiar car speeding towards them…
"Hold'em off I'll get into the air," Carver was eager for action [just like the good 'ole days!]
He was disappointed when Jack stopped him, "Just a minute," he turned to see the puzzled look on his friend's face. "Why don't you get ready and I'll give you a 'go' signal" he finished with a reassuring grin, then watched Carver sprint up the stairs.
When he turned around the car had come to a halt and the driver's side door was opening, "Vaughn what the Hell are you doing here, you could have been followed…" he let his lecture trail off as he observed the younger agent. He was doing a bad job of hiding his panic and pleasure, "I'm going with her!"
He continued before Jack could respond, "We almost lost her today, I should have stayed with her," he was still blaming himself but he was trying to sound logical, "I mean she won't be any good to us dead, right!?!" His voice was practically pleading for Jack to agree, but he was determined that no matter what Jack said [as long as Sydney's on that plane, she's not leaving without me]! He'd fight if he had to, but he was praying he wouldn't have to, [he might be twice my age, but he's also had twice the experience, he's practically the SD-6 hit man! Besides, Syd might not have much of a relationship with him but I don't think fighting with him will get me too many browny points!]
Jack knew he should say no, but deep down he felt the same way. [I'd go myself if Sloane hadn't left me in charge!] He knew Vaughn was speaking from his heart and not his head, [but then again, this kid's heart has saved Syd's life several times before]!
He let Vaughn squirm while he gave him his stern pensive stare. "I'll tell Devlin, make sure you come up with a plan to separate, no one should know you're together," he felt like he was giving a fatherly list of do's and don'ts to the son he never had [hmm…focus Jack]. He could tell Vaughn was anxious to see Syd, [put him out of his misery] "Okay, contact me with any problems." As he watched Vaughn practically run to the boarding stairs, his brain returned to its former train of thought [I'd better warn him]. "Oh, Vaughn," he stopped at the base of the flight of stairs, "Yeah!?" Jack's voice lacked emotion as he warned, "She thinks her mom survived the crash… I think she might be right."
Jack hadn't waited for a response, but turned to signal to the pilot that he would have another passenger and that it was safe to go. He got in his car and began to drive away, in his rear view mirror he could see that Vaughn was standing where he'd left him, staring up at the plane. [Come on Vaughn, don't back out now, she's not her mom, and your nothing like me! Well maybe the old me, the one Sydney needs, the one I can't seem to return to…] He continued to drive as his thoughts turned to days long gone and what could have gone wrong, and how he could possibly make it right.
Vaughn stood staring up at the airplane entrance for who knows how long, when Captain Carver came in view, "You came'n or not?"
"Oh, sorry yeah" he leaped up the stairs and extended his hand, "Agent Vaughn, I'm Syd's handler, sorry to keep you waiting."
"Nice to meet you, bad day huh?" to which Vaughn responded with a 'you have no idea' look. "Well, better buckle up and we'll get on our way, I think she's still in the bathroom, when we get up I'll show you where everything is."
"Great, thanks." Vaughn entered the main cabin, it had a center isle, on his immediate right and left were two sets of large chairs facing each other, behind them on either side were two couches facing the walkway that led to what he figured was a kitchenette, and bathroom. He plopped in one of the chairs facing the front and buckled in, and fought the feelings and thoughts that were nagging at him [Laura alive!?! Vaughn don't loose it, she needs you, you have to be ready to listen, don't over react, this is crazy, when did my life become a Shakespeare tragedy!?!] He was so deep in thought; he didn't even hear Carver's announcement.
Sydney had changed into the jeans and the periwinkle t-shirt her dad had put into the bag. She had rinsed her hair out in the sink and braided it into pigtails, she cupped her hands and let them fill with warm water then splashed her face. She stared at herself in the mirror while drying off her face [he loves me, he actually said it, OUT LOUD! My mom may be a murderer, but my dad loves me…]. Carver's voice over the intercom broke through her reflections, "Sydney, better get buckled up, we're about to hit the sky!"
She had to smile. [He is SO cheerful, I can't wait till the weight of the world, or destruction of it, is of my shoulders!]
She wearily walked down the isle towards the chairs at the front, she moved to sit in one of the chairs facing the front, but she was stunned to see it was already occupied. "Vaughn! What are you doing here!?!"
TBC
Disclaimer: I don't own ALIAS, but I sure wish I did!!!
[Thoughts are in brackets]
Jack turned around to see a familiar car speeding towards them…
"Hold'em off I'll get into the air," Carver was eager for action [just like the good 'ole days!]
He was disappointed when Jack stopped him, "Just a minute," he turned to see the puzzled look on his friend's face. "Why don't you get ready and I'll give you a 'go' signal" he finished with a reassuring grin, then watched Carver sprint up the stairs.
When he turned around the car had come to a halt and the driver's side door was opening, "Vaughn what the Hell are you doing here, you could have been followed…" he let his lecture trail off as he observed the younger agent. He was doing a bad job of hiding his panic and pleasure, "I'm going with her!"
He continued before Jack could respond, "We almost lost her today, I should have stayed with her," he was still blaming himself but he was trying to sound logical, "I mean she won't be any good to us dead, right!?!" His voice was practically pleading for Jack to agree, but he was determined that no matter what Jack said [as long as Sydney's on that plane, she's not leaving without me]! He'd fight if he had to, but he was praying he wouldn't have to, [he might be twice my age, but he's also had twice the experience, he's practically the SD-6 hit man! Besides, Syd might not have much of a relationship with him but I don't think fighting with him will get me too many browny points!]
Jack knew he should say no, but deep down he felt the same way. [I'd go myself if Sloane hadn't left me in charge!] He knew Vaughn was speaking from his heart and not his head, [but then again, this kid's heart has saved Syd's life several times before]!
He let Vaughn squirm while he gave him his stern pensive stare. "I'll tell Devlin, make sure you come up with a plan to separate, no one should know you're together," he felt like he was giving a fatherly list of do's and don'ts to the son he never had [hmm…focus Jack]. He could tell Vaughn was anxious to see Syd, [put him out of his misery] "Okay, contact me with any problems." As he watched Vaughn practically run to the boarding stairs, his brain returned to its former train of thought [I'd better warn him]. "Oh, Vaughn," he stopped at the base of the flight of stairs, "Yeah!?" Jack's voice lacked emotion as he warned, "She thinks her mom survived the crash… I think she might be right."
Jack hadn't waited for a response, but turned to signal to the pilot that he would have another passenger and that it was safe to go. He got in his car and began to drive away, in his rear view mirror he could see that Vaughn was standing where he'd left him, staring up at the plane. [Come on Vaughn, don't back out now, she's not her mom, and your nothing like me! Well maybe the old me, the one Sydney needs, the one I can't seem to return to…] He continued to drive as his thoughts turned to days long gone and what could have gone wrong, and how he could possibly make it right.
Vaughn stood staring up at the airplane entrance for who knows how long, when Captain Carver came in view, "You came'n or not?"
"Oh, sorry yeah" he leaped up the stairs and extended his hand, "Agent Vaughn, I'm Syd's handler, sorry to keep you waiting."
"Nice to meet you, bad day huh?" to which Vaughn responded with a 'you have no idea' look. "Well, better buckle up and we'll get on our way, I think she's still in the bathroom, when we get up I'll show you where everything is."
"Great, thanks." Vaughn entered the main cabin, it had a center isle, on his immediate right and left were two sets of large chairs facing each other, behind them on either side were two couches facing the walkway that led to what he figured was a kitchenette, and bathroom. He plopped in one of the chairs facing the front and buckled in, and fought the feelings and thoughts that were nagging at him [Laura alive!?! Vaughn don't loose it, she needs you, you have to be ready to listen, don't over react, this is crazy, when did my life become a Shakespeare tragedy!?!] He was so deep in thought; he didn't even hear Carver's announcement.
Sydney had changed into the jeans and the periwinkle t-shirt her dad had put into the bag. She had rinsed her hair out in the sink and braided it into pigtails, she cupped her hands and let them fill with warm water then splashed her face. She stared at herself in the mirror while drying off her face [he loves me, he actually said it, OUT LOUD! My mom may be a murderer, but my dad loves me…]. Carver's voice over the intercom broke through her reflections, "Sydney, better get buckled up, we're about to hit the sky!"
She had to smile. [He is SO cheerful, I can't wait till the weight of the world, or destruction of it, is of my shoulders!]
She wearily walked down the isle towards the chairs at the front, she moved to sit in one of the chairs facing the front, but she was stunned to see it was already occupied. "Vaughn! What are you doing here!?!"
TBC