Chapter 2
A/N: I know that there wasn't any note on the last one, but it was my first one and I forgot, so whatever….I didn't really have much to say anyway. I don't know if anyone is reading this fic, but I like writing it, whether people are reading it or not, but I would really appreciate reviews. Thanks!!
"What the hell are you so happy about?" Weiss asked, walking into his office.
"Huh? What?" Vaughn asked, being broken out of his reverie. "Nothing."
"Then wipe that look off your face, you look like you just won a trip to Disney Land or something." Weiss attempted a joke. When he didn't get a reply, he tried again to pull his friend out of his trance. "Hello?"
"Huh?" Vaughn asked again.
"Man, what's up with you?"
"Nothing, I told you. Don't you have any work you could do?" Vaughn didn't want his daydreams interrupted by Weiss, as good natured as his comments were.
"Is this about Sydney? Did something happen?" He asked quietly.
"What? No!" Vaughn said a little too quickly. He could tell that Weiss wasn't buying, so he got up from his desk and closed the door to his office. When he turned back around, he blurted, "Sydney kissed me."
"Whoa, if that doesn't say 'too emotionally attached' I don't know what does." Weiss cracked.
"Shut up. This is serious. I don't know what I'm going to do." Vaughn said, his happiness momentarily subdued by worry.
"Have you talked to her about it?" Weiss asked.
"No, I haven't seen her since it happened."
"What exactly did happen?"
"I told you, she kissed me. Then I kissed her. I don't know what happens next though. I mean, well, nothing can happen. I'm her handler, she's my agent. She works for SD-6. They'd kill her if anything happened." Vaughn said more to himself than to Weiss.
"Look, man, it's obvious you're in love with her, I mean you babble on about her everyday, but you're right. Nothing can happen. Especially while SD-6 is still up and running. It's just too dangerous." Weiss said logically.
He looked over at Vaughn and could tell that he was in great turmoil. "Look, just talk to her. If it's really meant to be, it can wait."
"Yeah, thanks."
"I'll see you later." Weiss said, walking out of Vaughn's office. Vaughn sat down in his chair. He didn't know how he was going to handle this. He still didn't even really know what the kiss meant. Was it just a fluke, was she just being emotional, or did she really return his feelings? Should he confess his feelings for her? No, that wasn't a good idea. What if she really didn't have feelings for him? No, that can't be right either. That kiss was way too intense not to have real emotion behind it. He knew that he had to talk to Sydney. Find out what she really thought. She'd be coming home from her mission soon; he'd talk to her during the debriefing.
***
Sydney ran through the halls of the Sark mansion. Two, no three guards were gaining speed behind her. She saw the vent up ahead of her, above the door. She leapt up, grabbing hold of pipe above her head and launched herself through the grate and into the vent. She could hear the guards behind her, radioing for backup as she approached the end of the vent leading to the outside. She kicked open the vent and jumped down onto the top of the van that she would be riding into the airport in. She slid down the side of the van and entered it.
"Got the solution?" Dixon asked.
"Yeah. Lets go, there are more guards coming." Sydney replied breathlessly.
Dixon pulled out of the driveway as more guards shot at the van.
***
On the plane ride home, all Sydney could think about was Vaughn, and that kiss. What was going to happen? That was the question she kept asking herself. What did he want? Did he feel about her like she felt about him? After the original Euphoria that came after the kiss, these questions had plagued her.
"What is it?" Dixon asked, breaking her train of thought.
"What's what?" Sydney asked.
"You look troubled. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just worried that Sloane will get suspicious." Sydney answered.
"If you say so.
***
Sydney walked into the warehouse, still unsure of what she was going to say to Vaughn. She walked into their little corner, and found herself looking at the back of his frame. She admired his broad shoulders and tall form. She coughed quietly, and he turned around.
"Hey." He said.
"Hey." She replied.
"So, uh, how did the mission go?"
"Well, we gave the liquid to Sloane, and I don't think that he suspects anything."
"Good, that's good." Vaughn said. He couldn't believe how awkward this was.
"Is the real liquid okay? I mean, has it been tested?" Sydney asked.
"Yeah, it's fine, as far as we can tell."
The tension in the room was palpable. Neither knew what to say.
"Um, look Sydney," Vaughn began. "I don't really know what you're thinking, but about the other night…" he drifted off.
"Yeah, I thought we should talk about that." Sydney replied softly. Still, neither knew what to say. "I don't really think that there is protocol for this kind of situation." She attempted lightly.
"I think that we're a little beyond protocol." Vaughn said, and he smiled.
That smile absolutely melted Sydney, and she knew what she had to do. "Look," she started. "I'm not really sure what comes next, but I do know," she paused, "that I have feelings for you." She finished quickly, looking down.
Vaughn was stunned. He had longed to hear her say those words, or something like them, for so long, and he couldn't really believe that he'd heard them. He saw her looking down, and he knew that he had to move quickly before she took her words back.
When Vaughn didn't reply, she backed down. "I really just said something stupid didn't I?" she attempted, knowing that there was no way to get out of the situation. She began to look up, expecting Vaughn to be horrified. She was positive that she had read the situation all wrong. But when she looked up he had come up so that their faces were just inches apart.
"No," he said. "You definitely didn't say anything stupid. You just said something that I was too afraid to say."
"Really?" she asked tentatively.
"Really." He confirmed. He leaned in, closing the space between them, and placing his lips on hers. He reached up and placed a hand on her cheek, and deepened the kiss. She put her hands around his back, bringing him flush against her. The kiss was intense, passionate, with all of the emotion of their first, but none of the resistance or hesitancy. When they finally broke for air they leaned up against each other, catching their breath.
"So what now?" Sydney asked.
"I have absolutely no idea." Vaughn said, breaking into a smile. "And right now, I couldn't possibly care." He said, leaning in to kiss her again. They kissed passionately for what seemed like an eternity. Neither of them could actually believe what they were doing, that their fantasies were finally reality. They broke apart again, knowing that they'd have to have a serious conversation before things went any farther.
"How can this ever work?" Sydney asked.
"I don't know. But I know that I want it to." Vaughn replied.
"Me too. I don't think that I can see you, knowing what it's like to kiss you, and not being able to do it." As she said this, she leaned in again and gave him a short but satisfying kiss.
"I could get addicted to this." Vaughn said.
"I know, me too." Sydney agreed. "We have to make this work."
"We will, don't worry. As long as no one finds out, and our attitudes don't change towards each other outside this warehouse, we'll be fine." Vaughn tried to be reassuring, but he knew how hard that would be.
"Okay." Sydney said hesitantly.
"Hey," He tipped up her chin, like he had done before. "I promise, we'll make this work."
His eyes looked straight into hers, and they were so sure, so full of emotion, that in that moment, she would believe everything that he told her.
"I know, we will." She said. "I should go though."
"Yeah, you probably should. I'll call you later?" Vaughn asked.
"Like you even need to ask." Replied Sydney, giving him another kiss, not wanting their moment to end.
"Bye." She said.
"Bye."
Sydney walked out of the warehouse, and she could not remember ever being happier in her life. She had never looked forward to the words 'Joey's Pizza' so much.
To be continued…
Please review guys…just let me know, what ever you think. If you have long comments or suggestions I am totally open to them and willing to change things to make it better. So you can email me at CaReYbEaRy2000@aol.com. I wasn't really sure about this part, so I really want suggestions. Thanks!
A/N: I know that there wasn't any note on the last one, but it was my first one and I forgot, so whatever….I didn't really have much to say anyway. I don't know if anyone is reading this fic, but I like writing it, whether people are reading it or not, but I would really appreciate reviews. Thanks!!
"What the hell are you so happy about?" Weiss asked, walking into his office.
"Huh? What?" Vaughn asked, being broken out of his reverie. "Nothing."
"Then wipe that look off your face, you look like you just won a trip to Disney Land or something." Weiss attempted a joke. When he didn't get a reply, he tried again to pull his friend out of his trance. "Hello?"
"Huh?" Vaughn asked again.
"Man, what's up with you?"
"Nothing, I told you. Don't you have any work you could do?" Vaughn didn't want his daydreams interrupted by Weiss, as good natured as his comments were.
"Is this about Sydney? Did something happen?" He asked quietly.
"What? No!" Vaughn said a little too quickly. He could tell that Weiss wasn't buying, so he got up from his desk and closed the door to his office. When he turned back around, he blurted, "Sydney kissed me."
"Whoa, if that doesn't say 'too emotionally attached' I don't know what does." Weiss cracked.
"Shut up. This is serious. I don't know what I'm going to do." Vaughn said, his happiness momentarily subdued by worry.
"Have you talked to her about it?" Weiss asked.
"No, I haven't seen her since it happened."
"What exactly did happen?"
"I told you, she kissed me. Then I kissed her. I don't know what happens next though. I mean, well, nothing can happen. I'm her handler, she's my agent. She works for SD-6. They'd kill her if anything happened." Vaughn said more to himself than to Weiss.
"Look, man, it's obvious you're in love with her, I mean you babble on about her everyday, but you're right. Nothing can happen. Especially while SD-6 is still up and running. It's just too dangerous." Weiss said logically.
He looked over at Vaughn and could tell that he was in great turmoil. "Look, just talk to her. If it's really meant to be, it can wait."
"Yeah, thanks."
"I'll see you later." Weiss said, walking out of Vaughn's office. Vaughn sat down in his chair. He didn't know how he was going to handle this. He still didn't even really know what the kiss meant. Was it just a fluke, was she just being emotional, or did she really return his feelings? Should he confess his feelings for her? No, that wasn't a good idea. What if she really didn't have feelings for him? No, that can't be right either. That kiss was way too intense not to have real emotion behind it. He knew that he had to talk to Sydney. Find out what she really thought. She'd be coming home from her mission soon; he'd talk to her during the debriefing.
***
Sydney ran through the halls of the Sark mansion. Two, no three guards were gaining speed behind her. She saw the vent up ahead of her, above the door. She leapt up, grabbing hold of pipe above her head and launched herself through the grate and into the vent. She could hear the guards behind her, radioing for backup as she approached the end of the vent leading to the outside. She kicked open the vent and jumped down onto the top of the van that she would be riding into the airport in. She slid down the side of the van and entered it.
"Got the solution?" Dixon asked.
"Yeah. Lets go, there are more guards coming." Sydney replied breathlessly.
Dixon pulled out of the driveway as more guards shot at the van.
***
On the plane ride home, all Sydney could think about was Vaughn, and that kiss. What was going to happen? That was the question she kept asking herself. What did he want? Did he feel about her like she felt about him? After the original Euphoria that came after the kiss, these questions had plagued her.
"What is it?" Dixon asked, breaking her train of thought.
"What's what?" Sydney asked.
"You look troubled. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just worried that Sloane will get suspicious." Sydney answered.
"If you say so.
***
Sydney walked into the warehouse, still unsure of what she was going to say to Vaughn. She walked into their little corner, and found herself looking at the back of his frame. She admired his broad shoulders and tall form. She coughed quietly, and he turned around.
"Hey." He said.
"Hey." She replied.
"So, uh, how did the mission go?"
"Well, we gave the liquid to Sloane, and I don't think that he suspects anything."
"Good, that's good." Vaughn said. He couldn't believe how awkward this was.
"Is the real liquid okay? I mean, has it been tested?" Sydney asked.
"Yeah, it's fine, as far as we can tell."
The tension in the room was palpable. Neither knew what to say.
"Um, look Sydney," Vaughn began. "I don't really know what you're thinking, but about the other night…" he drifted off.
"Yeah, I thought we should talk about that." Sydney replied softly. Still, neither knew what to say. "I don't really think that there is protocol for this kind of situation." She attempted lightly.
"I think that we're a little beyond protocol." Vaughn said, and he smiled.
That smile absolutely melted Sydney, and she knew what she had to do. "Look," she started. "I'm not really sure what comes next, but I do know," she paused, "that I have feelings for you." She finished quickly, looking down.
Vaughn was stunned. He had longed to hear her say those words, or something like them, for so long, and he couldn't really believe that he'd heard them. He saw her looking down, and he knew that he had to move quickly before she took her words back.
When Vaughn didn't reply, she backed down. "I really just said something stupid didn't I?" she attempted, knowing that there was no way to get out of the situation. She began to look up, expecting Vaughn to be horrified. She was positive that she had read the situation all wrong. But when she looked up he had come up so that their faces were just inches apart.
"No," he said. "You definitely didn't say anything stupid. You just said something that I was too afraid to say."
"Really?" she asked tentatively.
"Really." He confirmed. He leaned in, closing the space between them, and placing his lips on hers. He reached up and placed a hand on her cheek, and deepened the kiss. She put her hands around his back, bringing him flush against her. The kiss was intense, passionate, with all of the emotion of their first, but none of the resistance or hesitancy. When they finally broke for air they leaned up against each other, catching their breath.
"So what now?" Sydney asked.
"I have absolutely no idea." Vaughn said, breaking into a smile. "And right now, I couldn't possibly care." He said, leaning in to kiss her again. They kissed passionately for what seemed like an eternity. Neither of them could actually believe what they were doing, that their fantasies were finally reality. They broke apart again, knowing that they'd have to have a serious conversation before things went any farther.
"How can this ever work?" Sydney asked.
"I don't know. But I know that I want it to." Vaughn replied.
"Me too. I don't think that I can see you, knowing what it's like to kiss you, and not being able to do it." As she said this, she leaned in again and gave him a short but satisfying kiss.
"I could get addicted to this." Vaughn said.
"I know, me too." Sydney agreed. "We have to make this work."
"We will, don't worry. As long as no one finds out, and our attitudes don't change towards each other outside this warehouse, we'll be fine." Vaughn tried to be reassuring, but he knew how hard that would be.
"Okay." Sydney said hesitantly.
"Hey," He tipped up her chin, like he had done before. "I promise, we'll make this work."
His eyes looked straight into hers, and they were so sure, so full of emotion, that in that moment, she would believe everything that he told her.
"I know, we will." She said. "I should go though."
"Yeah, you probably should. I'll call you later?" Vaughn asked.
"Like you even need to ask." Replied Sydney, giving him another kiss, not wanting their moment to end.
"Bye." She said.
"Bye."
Sydney walked out of the warehouse, and she could not remember ever being happier in her life. She had never looked forward to the words 'Joey's Pizza' so much.
To be continued…
Please review guys…just let me know, what ever you think. If you have long comments or suggestions I am totally open to them and willing to change things to make it better. So you can email me at CaReYbEaRy2000@aol.com. I wasn't really sure about this part, so I really want suggestions. Thanks!