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Chapter 6
Sydney padded around her house, not able to sit still. She couldn't concentrate on anything, knowing that Will was in danger. Anything could have happened to him. She couldn't believe that she had been so careless in telling him. Sure, her apartment had been swept for bugs, but one could have been missed, or Will might try to call her and leave a message like Danny did. She was driving herself insane just waiting, but she didn't know what else to do.
Vaughn told her that as soon as she saw or heard from him, that she should bring him to the warehouse, and then call him, and she intended to do exactly that.
There was a knock on the door, and Sydney practically ran to answer it. She flung open the door to reveal Will standing on her porch. Without even a 'hello' she grabbed his hand and pulled towards her SUV.
"What the? Sydney what are you doing?" Will stammered.
"Come on, we have to go, it's not safe here." Sydney replied curtly.
She shoved him into the car and sped off to the warehouse. They remained silent during the ride, only breaking the silence when they pulled up to the warehouse.
"Sydney, where are we?" Will asked timidly.
Without answering, she got out of the car, motioning for him to do the same. When he didn't, she opened his door and said "Come on!"
They walked into the warehouse, and Sydney immediately pulled out her cell phone that the CIA had given her.
"Who are you calling?" Will asked.
Sydney punched a number into the phone without answering Will. After only one ring, Vaughn answered.
"Vaughn." He said
"Hey, it's Sydney, I'm at the warehouse, Will's with me." She said quickly.
"I'm on my way." He replied, hanging up.
"Who was that?" Will asked, growing impatient with Sydney's refusal to answer his questions.
"Will you please stop asking questions? Just wait okay? Quietly." She said, raising her voice.
Will was taken aback, and simply muttered "okay."
A few minutes later, Vaughn walked through the door of the warehouse and over to where Sydney and Will were. He immediately noticed the awkwardness between them, as well as the death glare that Will shot at him. He ignored it, and walked over to Sydney. He wasn't sure if he could kiss her or hug her or anything in front of Will, but he decided not to, so that Sydney wouldn't have to answer any additional questions to Will.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just brought him here like you said, I don't really know what to do now." She said, half relieved, but still half nervous.
"It's okay, I'll take care of it. I've already figured out what we're going to do." Vaughn replied coolly, motioning for Sydney to take a seat on a crate. He walked up to Will and extended his hand.
"Hi, I'm Michael Vaughn, Sydney's CIA case handler." He said, not really wanting to get into anything more.
Will accepted his hand and shook it, introducing himself. "Will Tippin." He said.
"Okay, Will, I know that you probably have a lot of questions for Sydney or myself, but that'll have to wait until later, when we can make sure that your safe. We're going to take you to the safe house downtown for a few days, just to make sure that there weren't any SD-6 bugs in Sydney's house that we were unaware of that may have heard your conversation. Once your there, Sydney can visit you, and hopefully you can go home within a few days. We don't think that there will be any complications as long as you're careful. Danny's big mistake was calling and leaving a message on the answering machine. SD-6 undoubtedly has your phone lines tapped, so it's very important that you don't speak about anything other than trivial things on the phone." He said trying to emphasize that point for Sydney's benefit. He looked over at her, to see how she would react to all of this, including his mention of Danny, but she just looked right back at him, nodding him to go on.
"Okay," he continued, "I'll take Will to the safe house now, and Sydney, I'll call you when you can come and see him. Once we're sure that SD-6 has no idea about your conversation yesterday, everything should go back to normal, well, minus the article on SD-6 that is." He looked over at Will. "Some agents will question when we get to the safe house, and then brief you on everything you need to know as far as what you can and cannot do or talk about in public etc. They'll also answer any questions you have, or you can wait until you see Sydney or myself to ask any questions." Vaughn finished.
Will was just trying to process all of this. He wasn't exactly sure how he felt about being in a 'safe house' for a few days, or dropping his story, or being told what he can and cannot talk about. But he cooperated, for Sydney's benefit.
Vaughn ushered Will outside and into his car and told him to wait. He then returned to the warehouse. He walked up to Sydney.
"Are you sure that you're okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just a little anxious, but really relieved that he's okay." She said.
She leaned in, and wrapped her arms around his middle.
"Thank you," She said, "for everything."
"Your welcome." He answered, giving her a squeeze, and then releasing her. "I'll call you when you should come."
"Okay." She said.
Vaughn walked out of the warehouse and got into his car, praying that Will wouldn't ask any questions about he and Sydney during the ride.
***
"Joey's Pizza?"
"Wrong number." Sydney said into the phone. She got up and gathered her purse and coat, and went out to her car ready to go and see Will at the safe house. When she arrived, he was sitting on the couch, and Vaughn was in the makeshift kitchen talking on his phone. Her questioning eyes met his reassuring ones, and she immediately felt better. She gave him a half- smile, and he returned it before she turned around to talk to Will.
"So," she started, not really sure what to say, "what do you think of your new home for the next few days?" she attempted lightly.
He looked around him, "It's okay." He said simply, not returning her joke.
They sat in silence for a few moments before Vaughn came over. "I'm going to go, but I'll be in touch with you later." He said, looking at Sydney. "Bye."
"Okay, bye." She responded. She really wanted him to lean down and kiss her goodbye, but she knew that he wouldn't do that, especially with Will sitting right there, and the cameras behind the screening mirror may be on.
Almost as if reading her thoughts, he told her "I'll have them turn off the cameras and clear out so that you two can have some privacy." He said, meeting Sydney's eyes.
"Thanks." She responded, trying to reassure him that she did indeed realize how great he was being. She watched him walk out the door, and then turned back to Will.
She had no idea where to begin. She didn't know how he was feeling either. It was horrible not being able to even talk to your best friend. "So do you have any questions or anything?" she asked.
"Not really. The other people—agents—answered them all I think." He said. "I'm just kind of putting everything together in my head."
"Like what?" she asked.
"Like the mysterious business trips, and the ridiculous 'job', and all of the hundreds of weird things that I didn't think I remembered over the years. They're all finally surfacing, all coming together."
"Oh." Was all she could answer. "So are you okay with all of this? I mean, me doing what I do, and us not being able to talk about it, and all that other stuff?"
"Yeah," he said, "I mean I guess so, I have to be. It'll be weird getting used to it, but if it makes you happy, and if you like doing what you do, then I'm okay. I mean, from what these guys around here were saying, you're really good at it." He said. Sydney just smiled a little.
"It does make you happy, doesn't it?" Will asked tentatively.
"Well, yes and no. It used to, when I was just with SD-6 and thought that I was doing the right thing, helping my country, but now that I'm trying to bring them down, it's just getting harder and harder. Everyday there seems to be just another obstacle getting in my way." She trailed off. "But there's nothing compared to the rush when I'm on assignment, its incredible." She smiled, almost nostalgically.
Will smiled also. "So what's the deal with this Michael guy?" Will asked quickly.
"What? You mean Vaughn?"
"Yeah." Will replied.
"What about him?" Sydney asked, feigning confusion.
"Do you like him? I mean, 'cause it kind of seemed like you do." Will said.
"No, well yeah, well, it's kind of hard to be in a relationship with someone who your not even supposed to know." She stammered, not really answering his question.
"Well, are you trying to have a relationship with him?" Will asked, not dropping the subject.
"Umm, kind of. But it's not really something that we can talk about or anything." Sydney wished that he would just let it go.
"Do you think that that's smart? I mean, what if SD-6 found out? He's CIA, and your supposed to be SD-6." Will said, pleased with himself that he sounded like he knew what he was talking about.
"Well, I know, we just are kind of taking it slow, nothing can really happen until SD-6 is shut down anyway." Sydney said, pleased with her answer, hoping that it sounded like she and Vaughn had talked about this or something. She knew that she shouldn't really care, but she didn't want Will thinking that she had jumped into a relationship irresponsibly.
"But what about in the mean time? SD-6 could find out and kill you," Will said, then adding "or him," for emphasis. "I'm sure you've thought about all these things, and you don't have to listen to me by any means, but don't you think that you should just put things with him on hold for a while. You know, separate business from personal?"
Sydney didn't respond, and Will was pleased that it seemed he had gotten through to her. He didn't want her getting involved with anyone, especially someone who knew more of her secrets than he did, or at least until now. He hoped that maybe the only thing holding Sydney back from entering into a relationship with him was her job, and now that he knew the truth, she would feel comfortable. He had to make her believe, though, that a relationship with Vaughn was too dangerous to pursue.
"I better get going." Sydney said, trying not to show Will how much his comment affected her. "If you need anything, there are agents in the hall out there, or you can call me." She said. "But not at home. Did they give you my CIA cell number?" Sydney asked.
"Yeah." Will nodded.
"Okay." She said. "I'll see you later then." She reached down and gave him a quick hug before leaving.
To be continued….
I hoped you liked this part. More S/V stuff coming up and more action. I know that the last few parts have been kind of dull. Thanks for reading!!!
Chapter 6
Sydney padded around her house, not able to sit still. She couldn't concentrate on anything, knowing that Will was in danger. Anything could have happened to him. She couldn't believe that she had been so careless in telling him. Sure, her apartment had been swept for bugs, but one could have been missed, or Will might try to call her and leave a message like Danny did. She was driving herself insane just waiting, but she didn't know what else to do.
Vaughn told her that as soon as she saw or heard from him, that she should bring him to the warehouse, and then call him, and she intended to do exactly that.
There was a knock on the door, and Sydney practically ran to answer it. She flung open the door to reveal Will standing on her porch. Without even a 'hello' she grabbed his hand and pulled towards her SUV.
"What the? Sydney what are you doing?" Will stammered.
"Come on, we have to go, it's not safe here." Sydney replied curtly.
She shoved him into the car and sped off to the warehouse. They remained silent during the ride, only breaking the silence when they pulled up to the warehouse.
"Sydney, where are we?" Will asked timidly.
Without answering, she got out of the car, motioning for him to do the same. When he didn't, she opened his door and said "Come on!"
They walked into the warehouse, and Sydney immediately pulled out her cell phone that the CIA had given her.
"Who are you calling?" Will asked.
Sydney punched a number into the phone without answering Will. After only one ring, Vaughn answered.
"Vaughn." He said
"Hey, it's Sydney, I'm at the warehouse, Will's with me." She said quickly.
"I'm on my way." He replied, hanging up.
"Who was that?" Will asked, growing impatient with Sydney's refusal to answer his questions.
"Will you please stop asking questions? Just wait okay? Quietly." She said, raising her voice.
Will was taken aback, and simply muttered "okay."
A few minutes later, Vaughn walked through the door of the warehouse and over to where Sydney and Will were. He immediately noticed the awkwardness between them, as well as the death glare that Will shot at him. He ignored it, and walked over to Sydney. He wasn't sure if he could kiss her or hug her or anything in front of Will, but he decided not to, so that Sydney wouldn't have to answer any additional questions to Will.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just brought him here like you said, I don't really know what to do now." She said, half relieved, but still half nervous.
"It's okay, I'll take care of it. I've already figured out what we're going to do." Vaughn replied coolly, motioning for Sydney to take a seat on a crate. He walked up to Will and extended his hand.
"Hi, I'm Michael Vaughn, Sydney's CIA case handler." He said, not really wanting to get into anything more.
Will accepted his hand and shook it, introducing himself. "Will Tippin." He said.
"Okay, Will, I know that you probably have a lot of questions for Sydney or myself, but that'll have to wait until later, when we can make sure that your safe. We're going to take you to the safe house downtown for a few days, just to make sure that there weren't any SD-6 bugs in Sydney's house that we were unaware of that may have heard your conversation. Once your there, Sydney can visit you, and hopefully you can go home within a few days. We don't think that there will be any complications as long as you're careful. Danny's big mistake was calling and leaving a message on the answering machine. SD-6 undoubtedly has your phone lines tapped, so it's very important that you don't speak about anything other than trivial things on the phone." He said trying to emphasize that point for Sydney's benefit. He looked over at her, to see how she would react to all of this, including his mention of Danny, but she just looked right back at him, nodding him to go on.
"Okay," he continued, "I'll take Will to the safe house now, and Sydney, I'll call you when you can come and see him. Once we're sure that SD-6 has no idea about your conversation yesterday, everything should go back to normal, well, minus the article on SD-6 that is." He looked over at Will. "Some agents will question when we get to the safe house, and then brief you on everything you need to know as far as what you can and cannot do or talk about in public etc. They'll also answer any questions you have, or you can wait until you see Sydney or myself to ask any questions." Vaughn finished.
Will was just trying to process all of this. He wasn't exactly sure how he felt about being in a 'safe house' for a few days, or dropping his story, or being told what he can and cannot talk about. But he cooperated, for Sydney's benefit.
Vaughn ushered Will outside and into his car and told him to wait. He then returned to the warehouse. He walked up to Sydney.
"Are you sure that you're okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just a little anxious, but really relieved that he's okay." She said.
She leaned in, and wrapped her arms around his middle.
"Thank you," She said, "for everything."
"Your welcome." He answered, giving her a squeeze, and then releasing her. "I'll call you when you should come."
"Okay." She said.
Vaughn walked out of the warehouse and got into his car, praying that Will wouldn't ask any questions about he and Sydney during the ride.
***
"Joey's Pizza?"
"Wrong number." Sydney said into the phone. She got up and gathered her purse and coat, and went out to her car ready to go and see Will at the safe house. When she arrived, he was sitting on the couch, and Vaughn was in the makeshift kitchen talking on his phone. Her questioning eyes met his reassuring ones, and she immediately felt better. She gave him a half- smile, and he returned it before she turned around to talk to Will.
"So," she started, not really sure what to say, "what do you think of your new home for the next few days?" she attempted lightly.
He looked around him, "It's okay." He said simply, not returning her joke.
They sat in silence for a few moments before Vaughn came over. "I'm going to go, but I'll be in touch with you later." He said, looking at Sydney. "Bye."
"Okay, bye." She responded. She really wanted him to lean down and kiss her goodbye, but she knew that he wouldn't do that, especially with Will sitting right there, and the cameras behind the screening mirror may be on.
Almost as if reading her thoughts, he told her "I'll have them turn off the cameras and clear out so that you two can have some privacy." He said, meeting Sydney's eyes.
"Thanks." She responded, trying to reassure him that she did indeed realize how great he was being. She watched him walk out the door, and then turned back to Will.
She had no idea where to begin. She didn't know how he was feeling either. It was horrible not being able to even talk to your best friend. "So do you have any questions or anything?" she asked.
"Not really. The other people—agents—answered them all I think." He said. "I'm just kind of putting everything together in my head."
"Like what?" she asked.
"Like the mysterious business trips, and the ridiculous 'job', and all of the hundreds of weird things that I didn't think I remembered over the years. They're all finally surfacing, all coming together."
"Oh." Was all she could answer. "So are you okay with all of this? I mean, me doing what I do, and us not being able to talk about it, and all that other stuff?"
"Yeah," he said, "I mean I guess so, I have to be. It'll be weird getting used to it, but if it makes you happy, and if you like doing what you do, then I'm okay. I mean, from what these guys around here were saying, you're really good at it." He said. Sydney just smiled a little.
"It does make you happy, doesn't it?" Will asked tentatively.
"Well, yes and no. It used to, when I was just with SD-6 and thought that I was doing the right thing, helping my country, but now that I'm trying to bring them down, it's just getting harder and harder. Everyday there seems to be just another obstacle getting in my way." She trailed off. "But there's nothing compared to the rush when I'm on assignment, its incredible." She smiled, almost nostalgically.
Will smiled also. "So what's the deal with this Michael guy?" Will asked quickly.
"What? You mean Vaughn?"
"Yeah." Will replied.
"What about him?" Sydney asked, feigning confusion.
"Do you like him? I mean, 'cause it kind of seemed like you do." Will said.
"No, well yeah, well, it's kind of hard to be in a relationship with someone who your not even supposed to know." She stammered, not really answering his question.
"Well, are you trying to have a relationship with him?" Will asked, not dropping the subject.
"Umm, kind of. But it's not really something that we can talk about or anything." Sydney wished that he would just let it go.
"Do you think that that's smart? I mean, what if SD-6 found out? He's CIA, and your supposed to be SD-6." Will said, pleased with himself that he sounded like he knew what he was talking about.
"Well, I know, we just are kind of taking it slow, nothing can really happen until SD-6 is shut down anyway." Sydney said, pleased with her answer, hoping that it sounded like she and Vaughn had talked about this or something. She knew that she shouldn't really care, but she didn't want Will thinking that she had jumped into a relationship irresponsibly.
"But what about in the mean time? SD-6 could find out and kill you," Will said, then adding "or him," for emphasis. "I'm sure you've thought about all these things, and you don't have to listen to me by any means, but don't you think that you should just put things with him on hold for a while. You know, separate business from personal?"
Sydney didn't respond, and Will was pleased that it seemed he had gotten through to her. He didn't want her getting involved with anyone, especially someone who knew more of her secrets than he did, or at least until now. He hoped that maybe the only thing holding Sydney back from entering into a relationship with him was her job, and now that he knew the truth, she would feel comfortable. He had to make her believe, though, that a relationship with Vaughn was too dangerous to pursue.
"I better get going." Sydney said, trying not to show Will how much his comment affected her. "If you need anything, there are agents in the hall out there, or you can call me." She said. "But not at home. Did they give you my CIA cell number?" Sydney asked.
"Yeah." Will nodded.
"Okay." She said. "I'll see you later then." She reached down and gave him a quick hug before leaving.
To be continued….
I hoped you liked this part. More S/V stuff coming up and more action. I know that the last few parts have been kind of dull. Thanks for reading!!!