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Chapter 3
"Joey's Pizza."
"Wrong number." Sydney replied lazily into the phone. She dragged herself out of bed and into the bathroom to get ready. She was not looking forward to this day. She had a quick meeting with Vaughn, and then she was off to Credit Dauphin, where Sloane was going to be expecting an explanation for why he still did not have the real liquid. The only thing that would get her through this day was seeing Vaughn. Ever since their confessions the previous day, she couldn't get him off her mind. Everything she tried to do, he was in her thoughts. It made her sick to think about all the things that she wanted to do with him that she never could, but every negative thought that she had, she would feel his strong arms and reassuring smile, telling her that everything would work out.
***
Vaughn waited in the warehouse for Sydney, looking at his watch every five seconds. He couldn't wait to see her. He dreamt about her every night, and all he could concentrate on at work was her face, but now that he knew she felt the same way about him, it was worse. Now all of these things that he had dreamt about actually had the possibility of coming true. The only question in his mind was were they strong enough to make it through all of the obstacles that were standing in their way? He was pretty sure that his love for her was strong enough, but were her feelings as powerful as his?
"Hey." Sydney said, snapping him out of his reverie. He turned around and took her in. Even in a plain navy blue suit, she looked stunning.
"Hey." He replied as he strode over to her. He walked up to her, wanting nothing more than to kiss her, but he didn't know if it would be appropriate, or if they should only talk about work.
Sydney saw his hesitation, and was equally nervous, but she didn't care, because she knew that she had to kiss him. She closed the distance between them and leaned into his lips placing a light kiss on them. She began to pull away, but he pulled her back to him, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
"I didn't know if I was allowed to do that or not." He said quietly, still holding her in his arms.
"I didn't know either, but I had to do it. Now that I know what it's like to kiss you, how can I not?" Sydney asked playfully.
Vaughn loved seeing this side of her. She was so open and honest, and even though she still had the weight of the world on her shoulders, she was letting him hold half of it.
"So, business?" Sydney asked.
"Yeah, that would probably be a good idea." Vaughn replied, cracking a smile. They both sat down on crates, side by side.
"So what am I going to tell Sloane?" Sydney asked. "I know he's going to know it's fake by now."
"You just have to convince him that this is the one that was in the safe, and that Sark is probably hiding the other one some place else." Vaughn replied.
"What about the intercepted phone calls?"
"Just tell him that you think Sark knows that SD-6 or others are tapping his calls and it was a set up. Make sure that you tell him how well prepared they were for an attack, and emphasize the number of guards or anything else you noticed, don't be afraid to exaggerate."
"Do you think that he's going to send me on other missions to find the 'real' solution?"
"Almost definitely. He won't rest until he finds it. Since the CIA has the real solution, we'll use these missions as check ups for wherever he sends you. If he has reason enough to suspect that someone has the liquid, than that's reason enough for us to want you to check it out."
"Okay, I'll let you know how it goes." Sydney said. She looked down, pretending to examine her hands.
"Okay." Vaughn answered. There was an awkward silence, neither knowing what to do now that they were in this new level of their relationship. Vaughn took a chance. "Sydney?" he asked.
"Yeah?" she looked up.
"Can I kiss you again?" Vaughn almost whispered, looking up.
Sydney just smiled and nodded her head slightly, leaning in to capture his lips in a soft kiss. She intended it just to be a short goodbye kiss, but it soon intensified. Vaughn reached out to her, wrapping his arms around her back, and pulling her toward him. She lifted her arms, sliding them around his neck, trying to get as close to him as possible. They both pulled back, surprised at the intensity of a once intended short kiss, only this time, the awkwardness was gone. Sydney stood up, pulling Vaughn up with her.
"So I guess I'll see you later?" She asked.
"Yeah. Good luck with Sloane."
"Thanks." She started to walk away, but then stopped, and walked back towards him. She reached her hands behind his head and pulled him towards her, crashing her lips onto his before pulling back.
"Bye." She whispered, and then walked away, out of the warehouse.
Vaughn stood there dumbfounded, catching his breath and watched her walk away. He couldn't believe that he was actually in a relationship with her. The worry was still there in the back of his mind, but it was dull, clouded over with happiness.
***
Sydney walked back into the warehouse later that day, still wearing the smile that she walked out with.
She saw Vaughn already there, as usual, but he looked like he had had a hard day at work. He wasn't wearing his usual coat, and his tie was slightly undone. He was sitting on a crate, looking over some papers, and hadn't heard her come in. This was nice, because this way she got to look at him without him noticing.
Vaughn looked up at her, having almost sensed her presence, and stared at her in appreciation. He started at her feet, working his way up her legs. Her skirt was not as strait as it was this morning, having worn it all day, it swayed loosely above her knees. Her suit jacket was unbuttoned, and he could have sworn that there were more buttons buttoned when he'd seen her earlier. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and there were strands hanging around her face that were begging him to tuck them behind her ear. He realized that he was staring, and got up, blushing slightly, he hoped that Sydney wouldn't notice.
She did. She liked the feeling that he was looking at her, and she strode up to him, looking straight into his eyes. They were filled with desire, and she knew that hers probably mirrored them.
Vaughn stood up, and walked the rest of the distance, reaching out to her, and tucking a fallen strand of hair behind her ear, unable to resist the urge. He leaned into her slowly and kissed her thoroughly, not holding back any of his desire. She kissed him back, opening her mouth to accept his kiss. His hands were at the small of her back, trying to get her closer to him, trying to absorb her into him. They finally had to break for air, and they pulled away from the kiss, but still held each other.
"God I missed you." Vaughn breathed.
"Not as much as I missed you." Sydney replied. "At this rate, we're never going to get any work done."
"I don't care." Vaughn said as he moved to kiss her neck, causing Sydney to sigh.
"We can't do this right now." Sydney argued half-heartedly.
"I know." Vaughn replied, continuing to kiss her, moving his way to her collarbone.
Finally Sydney gathered enough control to pull his head away from her, giving him a serious look. He took the hint, and sat down on a crate, pulling her down on the crate next to him. He leaned back against the piles of boxes behind him, and tried to calm himself.
"So what happened with Sloane?" he asked, looking over at her.
"Well," she began, but then started to fiddle with her crate.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
She continued to fiddle with her crate, and then moved it so that it was right up against his. "You were to far away." She answered smiling.
"Oh." He said, returning her smile.
"Well, as we thought, Sloane had already found out that the liquid was counterfeit, and was not too pleased. He already has a lead on where he thinks it might be, so he's sending me on a mission to go get it."
"Where?"
"Islamabad. He thinks that a man named Iban Hortzani has the solution, he is a contact of 'The Man.'"
"Okay, this will be good. Is there a safe or something where he thinks the liquid is?"
"Yeah, there is a basement vault."
"Okay, we'll just treat this as an investigative mission to check up on Hortzani, take digital pictures of whatever is in the vault. We think that he may be smuggling oil out of the country so if you see any documents that indicate them take pictures of them. Is Dixon going with you?"
"No, actually my dad is." Sydney said.
"Your dad? Why not Dixon or another agent?"
"Sloane didn't tell me, but I think he may suspect Dixon of having something to do with the fake liquids so he's keeping Dixon behind to see if he's guilty. It should be fine though since we won't come back with a solution."
"Okay. Did he say why your dad is going?"
"Not really. He kind of eluded to the fact that my dad was kind of down lately, and that a mission might give him some excitement, something like that…." She trailed off. "Anyway, we leave tomorrow evening."
"Okay. Well, then I guess the next time I see you, your dad will be accompanying you?"
"Yeah…I was thinking about that. Maybe I could come a little bit earlier, so you and me could just be alone for a while?" she said hesitantly. "I mean, I'd have to leave early for a class anyway."
Vaughn looked over at her. "Yeah, I think that'd be nice." He said softly before leaning in for a kiss. He didn't want it to get out of control again though, so he pulled back quickly, earning a frown from Sydney. She understood though.
"I should probably go." She said, standing up.
Vaughn stood up too. "Yeah, probably." He kissed her one more time, before she turned to leave.
He didn't know how he was going to face Mr. Bristow tomorrow. As if the man didn't terrify him enough already. He knew that he was going to see right through him, and that would not be a good thing, he just hoped that Sydney wouldn't let her father's opinion guide her actions.
To be continued…
Thanks for all your support guys! I love your reviews and if you have any comments, please don't be afraid to let me know. I wasn't really sure about this chapter, so if you think that I made Vaughn too aggressive, or if any of the dialogue sounds weird, please don't be afraid to let me know, I appreciate anything that makes my stories better!!
Chapter 3
"Joey's Pizza."
"Wrong number." Sydney replied lazily into the phone. She dragged herself out of bed and into the bathroom to get ready. She was not looking forward to this day. She had a quick meeting with Vaughn, and then she was off to Credit Dauphin, where Sloane was going to be expecting an explanation for why he still did not have the real liquid. The only thing that would get her through this day was seeing Vaughn. Ever since their confessions the previous day, she couldn't get him off her mind. Everything she tried to do, he was in her thoughts. It made her sick to think about all the things that she wanted to do with him that she never could, but every negative thought that she had, she would feel his strong arms and reassuring smile, telling her that everything would work out.
***
Vaughn waited in the warehouse for Sydney, looking at his watch every five seconds. He couldn't wait to see her. He dreamt about her every night, and all he could concentrate on at work was her face, but now that he knew she felt the same way about him, it was worse. Now all of these things that he had dreamt about actually had the possibility of coming true. The only question in his mind was were they strong enough to make it through all of the obstacles that were standing in their way? He was pretty sure that his love for her was strong enough, but were her feelings as powerful as his?
"Hey." Sydney said, snapping him out of his reverie. He turned around and took her in. Even in a plain navy blue suit, she looked stunning.
"Hey." He replied as he strode over to her. He walked up to her, wanting nothing more than to kiss her, but he didn't know if it would be appropriate, or if they should only talk about work.
Sydney saw his hesitation, and was equally nervous, but she didn't care, because she knew that she had to kiss him. She closed the distance between them and leaned into his lips placing a light kiss on them. She began to pull away, but he pulled her back to him, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
"I didn't know if I was allowed to do that or not." He said quietly, still holding her in his arms.
"I didn't know either, but I had to do it. Now that I know what it's like to kiss you, how can I not?" Sydney asked playfully.
Vaughn loved seeing this side of her. She was so open and honest, and even though she still had the weight of the world on her shoulders, she was letting him hold half of it.
"So, business?" Sydney asked.
"Yeah, that would probably be a good idea." Vaughn replied, cracking a smile. They both sat down on crates, side by side.
"So what am I going to tell Sloane?" Sydney asked. "I know he's going to know it's fake by now."
"You just have to convince him that this is the one that was in the safe, and that Sark is probably hiding the other one some place else." Vaughn replied.
"What about the intercepted phone calls?"
"Just tell him that you think Sark knows that SD-6 or others are tapping his calls and it was a set up. Make sure that you tell him how well prepared they were for an attack, and emphasize the number of guards or anything else you noticed, don't be afraid to exaggerate."
"Do you think that he's going to send me on other missions to find the 'real' solution?"
"Almost definitely. He won't rest until he finds it. Since the CIA has the real solution, we'll use these missions as check ups for wherever he sends you. If he has reason enough to suspect that someone has the liquid, than that's reason enough for us to want you to check it out."
"Okay, I'll let you know how it goes." Sydney said. She looked down, pretending to examine her hands.
"Okay." Vaughn answered. There was an awkward silence, neither knowing what to do now that they were in this new level of their relationship. Vaughn took a chance. "Sydney?" he asked.
"Yeah?" she looked up.
"Can I kiss you again?" Vaughn almost whispered, looking up.
Sydney just smiled and nodded her head slightly, leaning in to capture his lips in a soft kiss. She intended it just to be a short goodbye kiss, but it soon intensified. Vaughn reached out to her, wrapping his arms around her back, and pulling her toward him. She lifted her arms, sliding them around his neck, trying to get as close to him as possible. They both pulled back, surprised at the intensity of a once intended short kiss, only this time, the awkwardness was gone. Sydney stood up, pulling Vaughn up with her.
"So I guess I'll see you later?" She asked.
"Yeah. Good luck with Sloane."
"Thanks." She started to walk away, but then stopped, and walked back towards him. She reached her hands behind his head and pulled him towards her, crashing her lips onto his before pulling back.
"Bye." She whispered, and then walked away, out of the warehouse.
Vaughn stood there dumbfounded, catching his breath and watched her walk away. He couldn't believe that he was actually in a relationship with her. The worry was still there in the back of his mind, but it was dull, clouded over with happiness.
***
Sydney walked back into the warehouse later that day, still wearing the smile that she walked out with.
She saw Vaughn already there, as usual, but he looked like he had had a hard day at work. He wasn't wearing his usual coat, and his tie was slightly undone. He was sitting on a crate, looking over some papers, and hadn't heard her come in. This was nice, because this way she got to look at him without him noticing.
Vaughn looked up at her, having almost sensed her presence, and stared at her in appreciation. He started at her feet, working his way up her legs. Her skirt was not as strait as it was this morning, having worn it all day, it swayed loosely above her knees. Her suit jacket was unbuttoned, and he could have sworn that there were more buttons buttoned when he'd seen her earlier. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and there were strands hanging around her face that were begging him to tuck them behind her ear. He realized that he was staring, and got up, blushing slightly, he hoped that Sydney wouldn't notice.
She did. She liked the feeling that he was looking at her, and she strode up to him, looking straight into his eyes. They were filled with desire, and she knew that hers probably mirrored them.
Vaughn stood up, and walked the rest of the distance, reaching out to her, and tucking a fallen strand of hair behind her ear, unable to resist the urge. He leaned into her slowly and kissed her thoroughly, not holding back any of his desire. She kissed him back, opening her mouth to accept his kiss. His hands were at the small of her back, trying to get her closer to him, trying to absorb her into him. They finally had to break for air, and they pulled away from the kiss, but still held each other.
"God I missed you." Vaughn breathed.
"Not as much as I missed you." Sydney replied. "At this rate, we're never going to get any work done."
"I don't care." Vaughn said as he moved to kiss her neck, causing Sydney to sigh.
"We can't do this right now." Sydney argued half-heartedly.
"I know." Vaughn replied, continuing to kiss her, moving his way to her collarbone.
Finally Sydney gathered enough control to pull his head away from her, giving him a serious look. He took the hint, and sat down on a crate, pulling her down on the crate next to him. He leaned back against the piles of boxes behind him, and tried to calm himself.
"So what happened with Sloane?" he asked, looking over at her.
"Well," she began, but then started to fiddle with her crate.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
She continued to fiddle with her crate, and then moved it so that it was right up against his. "You were to far away." She answered smiling.
"Oh." He said, returning her smile.
"Well, as we thought, Sloane had already found out that the liquid was counterfeit, and was not too pleased. He already has a lead on where he thinks it might be, so he's sending me on a mission to go get it."
"Where?"
"Islamabad. He thinks that a man named Iban Hortzani has the solution, he is a contact of 'The Man.'"
"Okay, this will be good. Is there a safe or something where he thinks the liquid is?"
"Yeah, there is a basement vault."
"Okay, we'll just treat this as an investigative mission to check up on Hortzani, take digital pictures of whatever is in the vault. We think that he may be smuggling oil out of the country so if you see any documents that indicate them take pictures of them. Is Dixon going with you?"
"No, actually my dad is." Sydney said.
"Your dad? Why not Dixon or another agent?"
"Sloane didn't tell me, but I think he may suspect Dixon of having something to do with the fake liquids so he's keeping Dixon behind to see if he's guilty. It should be fine though since we won't come back with a solution."
"Okay. Did he say why your dad is going?"
"Not really. He kind of eluded to the fact that my dad was kind of down lately, and that a mission might give him some excitement, something like that…." She trailed off. "Anyway, we leave tomorrow evening."
"Okay. Well, then I guess the next time I see you, your dad will be accompanying you?"
"Yeah…I was thinking about that. Maybe I could come a little bit earlier, so you and me could just be alone for a while?" she said hesitantly. "I mean, I'd have to leave early for a class anyway."
Vaughn looked over at her. "Yeah, I think that'd be nice." He said softly before leaning in for a kiss. He didn't want it to get out of control again though, so he pulled back quickly, earning a frown from Sydney. She understood though.
"I should probably go." She said, standing up.
Vaughn stood up too. "Yeah, probably." He kissed her one more time, before she turned to leave.
He didn't know how he was going to face Mr. Bristow tomorrow. As if the man didn't terrify him enough already. He knew that he was going to see right through him, and that would not be a good thing, he just hoped that Sydney wouldn't let her father's opinion guide her actions.
To be continued…
Thanks for all your support guys! I love your reviews and if you have any comments, please don't be afraid to let me know. I wasn't really sure about this chapter, so if you think that I made Vaughn too aggressive, or if any of the dialogue sounds weird, please don't be afraid to let me know, I appreciate anything that makes my stories better!!