Ok, I got a lot of amazing feedback from the first part. And I had intended
on just leaving it with that cliffhanger. But I decided to write some more
due to all of the great responses and also after realizing I had a lot of
stuff in the last part that just didn't make much sense… so here's the
epilogue ( enjoy
BTW: The way you pronounce the girl's name is Mi-kay-la
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"Mike….Mike! Earth to Mike!" Agent Weiss rapidly wave his hands in front of Vaughn's eyes.
"Huh?"
"Wow, you were about a million miles away. What's been with you lately? Ever since you came back from your vacation last week you've been… I don't know, different."
Vaughn looked at Eric for a few moments. He wanted to tell him that he had acted on his emotions and gone to see Sydney. But he didn't feel like hearing his 'I told you so' from him. "Sorry. I was just thinking about that King's game last night. They really got killed!"
"Right, sure. Fine, keep your little secret to yourself. I just wanted to let you know that you have… a visitor of sorts." A small smile crept up on Weiss's lips, but he repressed it, not wanting to give anything away.
Vaughn put his head back into his work and began typing on his computer. "Tell them to go away. I'm extremely busy with these reports."
"Ok, I'll just tell Sydney that you're too busy to speak with her and to come by the next time she visits." With that he turned around and was about to walk out the door, but Vaughn had lept out of his chair and had beat him to the door, and was down the hallway before Weiss could blink.
Vaughn opened the door to Conference Room 3. Up close he could see that Sydney had aged, marginally. There were a few lines apparent on her face, and she looked a little worn. She was still beautiful to him though.
Sydney marveled at how much Vaughn hadn't changed. His hair, his face, everything just looked the same. Yet somehow she could just tell that he had gotten older, wiser, and he presented himself in a much more mature fashion than she once remembered.
"Hi Vaughn."
"Sydney" His mouth just stopped working after he said her name. It was as if he was paralyzed and couldn't speak.
"I bet you're wondering what I'm doing here." She watched as he nodded his head.
Taking a moment to stop looking at Sydney, Vaughn noticed Sydney's daughter sitting down, drinking a juice box. She had dirty blonde straight hair that came down past her shoulders. It was in a braided with a pink ribbon entwined in it. She stared intently at her juice box, reading it. Somehow however, he could tell that she was listening and processing every word that was being spoken in that room.
"So, I found this on my street. And I wondered how many people would have a picture of us together from all those years ago." She stopped in hopes he would say something. "Vaughn why didn't you call, or let me know you were coming, at least knocked on the door when you got there."
He gulped. She knew he had gone to see her. "I did go to see you. I don't know why I waited so long. But when I got there, I saw you tending to your daughter's injured knee. And then I saw your husband come in there. And I realized what a perfect life you were living. I didn't want to disrupt all that you had built. I figured why disturb something so right. So I left, I didn't even realize I had dropped the photo until I was on the plane home. I'm sorry."
Sydney stifled a laugh. She briefly remember all the times she looked at the few photos she had of Vaughn, and the times she picked up her phone ready to call him and tell him that he had a daughter. And especially her one visit back to L.A. She was about five months pregnant and she wanted to tell Vaughn in person. But when she to his street, she saw him driving back to his place with a girl. She was stupid and should have talked to him anyway, given him a choice whether or not to be apart of his daughter's life. But she chose the cowardly way and kept her daughter all to herself. Fate had played a cruel trick on both of them.
"My husband…" she held up her hand and Vaughn saw that the ring he had seen the previous week was gone. "I have no husband." Sydney saw the look of confusion in his eyes.
Walking over to the door she opened it, knowing that Weiss would be on the other side. And sure enough, there he was. "Eric, can you do me a favor and take Mikeighla to get something to eat, maybe a bag of chips or some cookies."
He smiled at both of them. "Sure thing, let's go sweetie." He said as he held out his hand for the girl.
"It's ok honey." Sydney cooed to her daughter.
"You have no husband… then who was the guy in the kitchen of your house, and where did your ring go?" Vaughn obviously had a lot of questions.
"You saw Bill, he's my now ex-fiancée. After the whole incident with you and stuff, we had a huge, and I mean huge, fight. I've always sort of known that we weren't good together. I don't even know why I dated him as long as I did, never mind accept his engagement proposal. I guess when you get to my age, you start wondering if you're meant to live your life alone. And I didn't want that. So, needless to say, things are over between us. I told him the engagement was off, and it was after that, that I found about his cheating. Yeah, this story is getting to be a sob story. Basically, it's over between him and me."
Vaughn saw the pain in her eyes as she rehashed what had happened between her and Bill. He could tell she didn't want to talk about him. "I'm sorry that I caused that. But do you think it's wise to take your daughter away from her father, for his sake?"
Sydney looked Vaughn straight in the eyes. "She's not his daughter…"
"What are you saying… are you saying that… you're telling me that… she's… she's mine?" He could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He didn't know whether to jump for joy or to try to strangle Sydney right there and then.
"Yeah, she's yours alright. She has your dimple in her chin." Sydney sounded like a little girl saying it. She could tell in that moment that she had made the wrong decision in not telling him.
"She's my daughter, my flesh and blood and you never took a spare moment to call me and possibly let me know?" Vaughn raised his voice in anger.
"I'm sorry! I tried, I thought about is so many times, you have no idea. I wanted to over and over again. I picked up the phone but then I just couldn't do it. I saw you once. A few months after I left, I came back to tell you. And I saw you, and you were happy. I had never seen you laugh so much before as you were laughing with some women you were with. And I know it was stupid and presumptuous of me, but I was pregnant and irrational. You were so happy and I didn't want to burden you with my trouble. I didn't want you to have to change your life because of me." She looked at the ground, unable to see the pain in his eyes.
His voice had turned soft. "You didn't give me a chance. Sydney, you didn't have the right to deny me of her. You didn't give me a choice whether or not I wanted to be apart of your life and her life."
"And what would you have done? Hmm? Would you have retired from your job at the CIA here and moved out to Boston to be with me? Would you have given up your life that you had built here just because of one night?"
"Damn straight I would have. Sydney, I was in love with you! I would have done anything to be with you."
"Then why didn't you?" Tears were now freely streaming down her cheeks. "I asked you to come with me, to be with me. You turned me down. Why? Why didn't you come with me?"
He walked over and wiped her eyes with a Kleenex. "Because I didn't want to burden you. When you told me you were leaving, that you wanted to built a new life for yourself, I wanted you to have that opportunity. For you to start fresh with no ties to the CIA or SD-6. Nothing that reminded you of Danny's death or all the bad things that happened to you. You didn't need me to be a constant reminder of all that."
"But I wanted you there. It broke my heart to leave that day. Since the day I met you, all I wanted was for us to be together. To build a family and live the rest of our lives with each other. When Mikeighla was born, all I saw was you when I looked in her eyes. And somehow that made it easier on me, not being with you."
It took all of Vaughn's strength not to start crying as well. "So what do we do now?" Sydney asked.
"Well there's no way I'm letting you go back to Boston alone." Sydney smiled as she saw the bright smirk appear on his face.
"You mean it? You want to come with us, and be… a family?"
"All my life, I've wanted nothing more."
Vaughn grabbed Sydney's hand and entwined their fingers, and the same feeling of perfection had once again washed over him.
"Come on, I'll introduce you to your daughter."
--The End!!—
Ok, I realized, from reading all of your comments that I did leave a lot of loose ends and a lot of things didn't fit right. So I'm hoping that I made it better and cleared some things up. Thanks so much to all of you who gave me feedback! I'm overwhelmed! Thank you! But please, let me know what you thought of this last part ;)
BTW: The way you pronounce the girl's name is Mi-kay-la
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"Mike….Mike! Earth to Mike!" Agent Weiss rapidly wave his hands in front of Vaughn's eyes.
"Huh?"
"Wow, you were about a million miles away. What's been with you lately? Ever since you came back from your vacation last week you've been… I don't know, different."
Vaughn looked at Eric for a few moments. He wanted to tell him that he had acted on his emotions and gone to see Sydney. But he didn't feel like hearing his 'I told you so' from him. "Sorry. I was just thinking about that King's game last night. They really got killed!"
"Right, sure. Fine, keep your little secret to yourself. I just wanted to let you know that you have… a visitor of sorts." A small smile crept up on Weiss's lips, but he repressed it, not wanting to give anything away.
Vaughn put his head back into his work and began typing on his computer. "Tell them to go away. I'm extremely busy with these reports."
"Ok, I'll just tell Sydney that you're too busy to speak with her and to come by the next time she visits." With that he turned around and was about to walk out the door, but Vaughn had lept out of his chair and had beat him to the door, and was down the hallway before Weiss could blink.
Vaughn opened the door to Conference Room 3. Up close he could see that Sydney had aged, marginally. There were a few lines apparent on her face, and she looked a little worn. She was still beautiful to him though.
Sydney marveled at how much Vaughn hadn't changed. His hair, his face, everything just looked the same. Yet somehow she could just tell that he had gotten older, wiser, and he presented himself in a much more mature fashion than she once remembered.
"Hi Vaughn."
"Sydney" His mouth just stopped working after he said her name. It was as if he was paralyzed and couldn't speak.
"I bet you're wondering what I'm doing here." She watched as he nodded his head.
Taking a moment to stop looking at Sydney, Vaughn noticed Sydney's daughter sitting down, drinking a juice box. She had dirty blonde straight hair that came down past her shoulders. It was in a braided with a pink ribbon entwined in it. She stared intently at her juice box, reading it. Somehow however, he could tell that she was listening and processing every word that was being spoken in that room.
"So, I found this on my street. And I wondered how many people would have a picture of us together from all those years ago." She stopped in hopes he would say something. "Vaughn why didn't you call, or let me know you were coming, at least knocked on the door when you got there."
He gulped. She knew he had gone to see her. "I did go to see you. I don't know why I waited so long. But when I got there, I saw you tending to your daughter's injured knee. And then I saw your husband come in there. And I realized what a perfect life you were living. I didn't want to disrupt all that you had built. I figured why disturb something so right. So I left, I didn't even realize I had dropped the photo until I was on the plane home. I'm sorry."
Sydney stifled a laugh. She briefly remember all the times she looked at the few photos she had of Vaughn, and the times she picked up her phone ready to call him and tell him that he had a daughter. And especially her one visit back to L.A. She was about five months pregnant and she wanted to tell Vaughn in person. But when she to his street, she saw him driving back to his place with a girl. She was stupid and should have talked to him anyway, given him a choice whether or not to be apart of his daughter's life. But she chose the cowardly way and kept her daughter all to herself. Fate had played a cruel trick on both of them.
"My husband…" she held up her hand and Vaughn saw that the ring he had seen the previous week was gone. "I have no husband." Sydney saw the look of confusion in his eyes.
Walking over to the door she opened it, knowing that Weiss would be on the other side. And sure enough, there he was. "Eric, can you do me a favor and take Mikeighla to get something to eat, maybe a bag of chips or some cookies."
He smiled at both of them. "Sure thing, let's go sweetie." He said as he held out his hand for the girl.
"It's ok honey." Sydney cooed to her daughter.
"You have no husband… then who was the guy in the kitchen of your house, and where did your ring go?" Vaughn obviously had a lot of questions.
"You saw Bill, he's my now ex-fiancée. After the whole incident with you and stuff, we had a huge, and I mean huge, fight. I've always sort of known that we weren't good together. I don't even know why I dated him as long as I did, never mind accept his engagement proposal. I guess when you get to my age, you start wondering if you're meant to live your life alone. And I didn't want that. So, needless to say, things are over between us. I told him the engagement was off, and it was after that, that I found about his cheating. Yeah, this story is getting to be a sob story. Basically, it's over between him and me."
Vaughn saw the pain in her eyes as she rehashed what had happened between her and Bill. He could tell she didn't want to talk about him. "I'm sorry that I caused that. But do you think it's wise to take your daughter away from her father, for his sake?"
Sydney looked Vaughn straight in the eyes. "She's not his daughter…"
"What are you saying… are you saying that… you're telling me that… she's… she's mine?" He could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He didn't know whether to jump for joy or to try to strangle Sydney right there and then.
"Yeah, she's yours alright. She has your dimple in her chin." Sydney sounded like a little girl saying it. She could tell in that moment that she had made the wrong decision in not telling him.
"She's my daughter, my flesh and blood and you never took a spare moment to call me and possibly let me know?" Vaughn raised his voice in anger.
"I'm sorry! I tried, I thought about is so many times, you have no idea. I wanted to over and over again. I picked up the phone but then I just couldn't do it. I saw you once. A few months after I left, I came back to tell you. And I saw you, and you were happy. I had never seen you laugh so much before as you were laughing with some women you were with. And I know it was stupid and presumptuous of me, but I was pregnant and irrational. You were so happy and I didn't want to burden you with my trouble. I didn't want you to have to change your life because of me." She looked at the ground, unable to see the pain in his eyes.
His voice had turned soft. "You didn't give me a chance. Sydney, you didn't have the right to deny me of her. You didn't give me a choice whether or not I wanted to be apart of your life and her life."
"And what would you have done? Hmm? Would you have retired from your job at the CIA here and moved out to Boston to be with me? Would you have given up your life that you had built here just because of one night?"
"Damn straight I would have. Sydney, I was in love with you! I would have done anything to be with you."
"Then why didn't you?" Tears were now freely streaming down her cheeks. "I asked you to come with me, to be with me. You turned me down. Why? Why didn't you come with me?"
He walked over and wiped her eyes with a Kleenex. "Because I didn't want to burden you. When you told me you were leaving, that you wanted to built a new life for yourself, I wanted you to have that opportunity. For you to start fresh with no ties to the CIA or SD-6. Nothing that reminded you of Danny's death or all the bad things that happened to you. You didn't need me to be a constant reminder of all that."
"But I wanted you there. It broke my heart to leave that day. Since the day I met you, all I wanted was for us to be together. To build a family and live the rest of our lives with each other. When Mikeighla was born, all I saw was you when I looked in her eyes. And somehow that made it easier on me, not being with you."
It took all of Vaughn's strength not to start crying as well. "So what do we do now?" Sydney asked.
"Well there's no way I'm letting you go back to Boston alone." Sydney smiled as she saw the bright smirk appear on his face.
"You mean it? You want to come with us, and be… a family?"
"All my life, I've wanted nothing more."
Vaughn grabbed Sydney's hand and entwined their fingers, and the same feeling of perfection had once again washed over him.
"Come on, I'll introduce you to your daughter."
--The End!!—
Ok, I realized, from reading all of your comments that I did leave a lot of loose ends and a lot of things didn't fit right. So I'm hoping that I made it better and cleared some things up. Thanks so much to all of you who gave me feedback! I'm overwhelmed! Thank you! But please, let me know what you thought of this last part ;)