A/N: ok just a little bit of information. The photograph described in this
chapter is taken from one I have of my little brother! The thing's kids do!
But it's so funny to look at I just had to put it as Baby Vaughn doing it!
Enjoy this chapter and please review it when you're done!
Thanks
Bad Robot!
CHAPTER 2: THE VISIT.
Sydney knocked lightly on the door; she smiled when a kind faced older woman opened the door with a warm smile. Her hair was a salt and pepper grey and her cheeks were a healthy pink.
"Sydney?" she asked warmly in her French accent.
"Yes" she answered with a shy smile as she held her hand out to shake that of the French woman. Her hand was accepted as the woman's smiled grew wider.
"Come" she said as she stepped back to allow Syd to enter the house.
The hall was spacious, with a wooden floor. Through the open doors, Sydney could see that the other rooms were filled with comfortable furniture, which was strategically placed, so the room looked bigger. The walls were painted various light shades, which made the house brighter and seem aired and fresh.
Vaughn's mother led her to the kitchen by the hand
"Tea or coffee?"
"Coffee please" he reply was met with a warm smile and Sydney noticed then that Vaughn had inherited his dimpled cheeks and his deep green eyes from his mother.
"I have to say that your son seems to have acquired most of his features from you!"
"That is true. Although he gets his nose from his father, as well as his personality"
She motioned for Sydney to sit at the pine table in the centre of the large kitchen while she prepared their drinks.
"How long have you known my boy?"
"I worked with him for just over three years up until six months ago when I left"
"why did you leave?"
Sydney paused as she inspected her hands "I wasn't comfortable doing the work I was asked to do" she slowly moved her eyes to meet those of her host, she smiled "you have done an amazing job raising him Mrs. Vaughn. I have to say that he is most likely the best listener I know"
"Thank you Sydney, and please, call me Marie"
The two women smiled at each other. Just then the phone began ringing, and Marie moved to answer it.
"Hello?" she smiled as she listened to the voice on the other end of the phone "Ah, Michael! Are you at the airport?" Sydney walked over to the kitchen counter and finished making their Coffee as Marie smiled at her. "Oh, Sydney called this morning" she spoke into the phone as she winked playfully at her young guest. "She said to tell you she called and ask if you would call her back when you could."
When Marie hung up the phone, she came to sit at the table with Sydney. She asked her what she had been doing since she had left her job. And when Sydney spoke of her studies, Marie became even more interested and kept asking questions.
They talked like they were old friends. Sydney was amazed by how comfortable she felt whit her.
"Ok" Marie said as she finished her coffee. She grabbed her purse and returned to the table. "As a mother, it is my duty to do this!" she grinned at the confused expression on her guests face "baby pictures" she explained and Sydney laughed.
Marie pulled out small photographs of her son as a tiny baby and of him as a toddler.
Sydney laughed at one image until there were tears rolling down her cheeks. Marie laughed with her.
The image was of Vaughn as a 5 or 6 year old. He was wearing a dark green sweater that was obviously his fathers as it was way too big for him and covered his feet. He was holding a toy machine gun and a pale green potty upside down on his head, he was grinning from ear to ear at the camera.
"That's just so cute!" Sydney gasped between laughs.
"It's my favourite one of him" Marie informed her.
"I can see why!"
Not long after they had recovered from their photograph viewing. They heard a key in the door. Marie jumped to her feet and motioned for Syd to stay where she was and to be silent. She nodded.
The older woman stood in the doorway looking at the front door. Then she spoke in French "welcome home"
Sydney's heart leapt at the sound of the deep voice she had longed to hear for the past six months.
"It's good to be home ma. But this doesn't look like my house. It's too clean!"
Syd smiled as Vaughn entered the kitchen. He hadn't noticed her sitting at the table as he picked up the phone and dialled.
He jumped and spun around as Syd's mobile began ringing.
"Hi" she said quietly as she waved at him from the table.
"Oh yes" his mother spoke from the doorway "when Sydney called, I asked her to come round!"
Vaughn stared, open-mouthed at his mother then at Sydney then back at his mother.
As he glanced back at the table he noticed the photographs.
"Mother what have you done?" he asked as he picked up a photograph. He cringed "not the baby pictures!"
Enjoy this chapter and please review it when you're done!
Thanks
Bad Robot!
CHAPTER 2: THE VISIT.
Sydney knocked lightly on the door; she smiled when a kind faced older woman opened the door with a warm smile. Her hair was a salt and pepper grey and her cheeks were a healthy pink.
"Sydney?" she asked warmly in her French accent.
"Yes" she answered with a shy smile as she held her hand out to shake that of the French woman. Her hand was accepted as the woman's smiled grew wider.
"Come" she said as she stepped back to allow Syd to enter the house.
The hall was spacious, with a wooden floor. Through the open doors, Sydney could see that the other rooms were filled with comfortable furniture, which was strategically placed, so the room looked bigger. The walls were painted various light shades, which made the house brighter and seem aired and fresh.
Vaughn's mother led her to the kitchen by the hand
"Tea or coffee?"
"Coffee please" he reply was met with a warm smile and Sydney noticed then that Vaughn had inherited his dimpled cheeks and his deep green eyes from his mother.
"I have to say that your son seems to have acquired most of his features from you!"
"That is true. Although he gets his nose from his father, as well as his personality"
She motioned for Sydney to sit at the pine table in the centre of the large kitchen while she prepared their drinks.
"How long have you known my boy?"
"I worked with him for just over three years up until six months ago when I left"
"why did you leave?"
Sydney paused as she inspected her hands "I wasn't comfortable doing the work I was asked to do" she slowly moved her eyes to meet those of her host, she smiled "you have done an amazing job raising him Mrs. Vaughn. I have to say that he is most likely the best listener I know"
"Thank you Sydney, and please, call me Marie"
The two women smiled at each other. Just then the phone began ringing, and Marie moved to answer it.
"Hello?" she smiled as she listened to the voice on the other end of the phone "Ah, Michael! Are you at the airport?" Sydney walked over to the kitchen counter and finished making their Coffee as Marie smiled at her. "Oh, Sydney called this morning" she spoke into the phone as she winked playfully at her young guest. "She said to tell you she called and ask if you would call her back when you could."
When Marie hung up the phone, she came to sit at the table with Sydney. She asked her what she had been doing since she had left her job. And when Sydney spoke of her studies, Marie became even more interested and kept asking questions.
They talked like they were old friends. Sydney was amazed by how comfortable she felt whit her.
"Ok" Marie said as she finished her coffee. She grabbed her purse and returned to the table. "As a mother, it is my duty to do this!" she grinned at the confused expression on her guests face "baby pictures" she explained and Sydney laughed.
Marie pulled out small photographs of her son as a tiny baby and of him as a toddler.
Sydney laughed at one image until there were tears rolling down her cheeks. Marie laughed with her.
The image was of Vaughn as a 5 or 6 year old. He was wearing a dark green sweater that was obviously his fathers as it was way too big for him and covered his feet. He was holding a toy machine gun and a pale green potty upside down on his head, he was grinning from ear to ear at the camera.
"That's just so cute!" Sydney gasped between laughs.
"It's my favourite one of him" Marie informed her.
"I can see why!"
Not long after they had recovered from their photograph viewing. They heard a key in the door. Marie jumped to her feet and motioned for Syd to stay where she was and to be silent. She nodded.
The older woman stood in the doorway looking at the front door. Then she spoke in French "welcome home"
Sydney's heart leapt at the sound of the deep voice she had longed to hear for the past six months.
"It's good to be home ma. But this doesn't look like my house. It's too clean!"
Syd smiled as Vaughn entered the kitchen. He hadn't noticed her sitting at the table as he picked up the phone and dialled.
He jumped and spun around as Syd's mobile began ringing.
"Hi" she said quietly as she waved at him from the table.
"Oh yes" his mother spoke from the doorway "when Sydney called, I asked her to come round!"
Vaughn stared, open-mouthed at his mother then at Sydney then back at his mother.
As he glanced back at the table he noticed the photographs.
"Mother what have you done?" he asked as he picked up a photograph. He cringed "not the baby pictures!"