Title: Shades of Gray
Author: Carrie (CaReYbEaRy@aol.com)
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias or any of the characters.
Spoilers: Season Finale
Rating: PG, but it will probably change throughout the series
Category: Angst, Romance, little action, little everything
Distribution: Anywhere. Just let me know.
Author's Note: So sorry for the lack of action/plot/anything of significance. I keep thinking that I'm going to make something happen, but then I just get all wrapped up in the thoughts and stuff. I'm trying, though, so please be patient. Thanks so much for all of your awesome reviews…they make me write faster…I get so excited!! Enjoy!
CHAPTER 6
Sydney, Vaughn, Will and Jack all walked off the plane at the secluded airstrip somewhere outside LA. They gathered their few belonging, Will having nothing, and walked away from the plane.
"So what now?" Will asked, his question mostly directed at Sydney, but open for anyone to answer.
"My car is at the warehouse, so I have to go get it, Vaughn drove me here." Sydney said.
"I'll bring you back." Vaughn offered. Sydney nodded.
Will watched the exchange, trying to pick up any information he could.
"Mr. Tippin, you'll go back to the CIA safe house." Jack said, trying to sound authoritative since no one would like this order.
"Yeah, because it was so 'safe' last time." Will said sarcastically. "Isn't there anywhere else I can go?" he asked.
"He could stay with me. Tell Francie that your apartment is being fumigated or something." Sydney suggested timidly, wanting desperately to see Vaughn's reaction to this. He was perfectly still beside her, and she didn't dare to risk a look at him.
Jack was silent for a moment. "Very well." He said, fishing in his briefcase for something. "Take this. It's a bug detector. You have to be careful about what you say anyway, but just in case." He offered.
Sydney took it from him and inspected it. "Thanks." She said, slipping it into her bag.
"I guess we should get going." Vaughn said. He, Will and Sydney parted ways from Jack, and headed towards a miniscule parking lot that was almost deserted.
Vaughn got in the drivers seat, Will and Sydney got in the back. Sydney slouched all the way down so that her head could not be seen. Will imitated her.
The drive to the warehouse was fairly short, and when they got there, Vaughn pulled up right next to Sydney's car, and she and Will just transferred from one car to the other. Once Will was in the SUV, Sydney went to the open window of Vaughn's car. He was looking forward, unaware that she had come back to his car.
"Vaughn?" Sydney said, getting his attention. He looked over at her with questioning eyes. It was almost torture to have her be so close to him. "Thanks," she said softly, "for everything." Sydney gave him a little smile.
Vaughn thought that he should say something really spectacular for such an intense moment, but then he remembered Will. "You're welcome." He said, just as softly, his eyes looking deep into hers, conveying everything he felt without words. He looked over Sydney's shoulder for just a moment, and saw Will looking in their direction. The moment was broken. Sydney began to walk away, and Vaughn just said "I'll be in contact soon," to her. She nodded and walked to her car. She got in, and she and Will sped off.
The car ride to Sydney's was full of tension. Neither knew where to start. Will decided to take the plunge.
"Can we talk?" he asked Sydney, frankly.
"Hang on." She said. She began to rifle through her bag that was in the back seat trying to keep her eyes on the road, and finally pulling out the bug detector that her father had given her. She pushed the flat button on the top of the black disc-shaped device, and it started to flash. It flashed more rapidly as she moved it to Will's side of the car. She pointed to the compartment that was in his door and motioned for him to look in it. He put his hand in there and pulled out a pen. Sydney took it from him and threw the detector into the back seat. She waited until she came to a stoplight before she pulled the end of the pen off with her teeth, and looked inside. She saw a tiny chip with several wires. She reached into the pen with her pinky nail, and slipped it under one of the wires, pulling upward, and effectively disabling the pen. She slipped the back of the pen back into its place, and extended it to Will. "Want a pen?" she asked smiling.
Will, who had been watching her in fascination, just shook his head. "I'll never get used to this." He said, looking out his window.
Sydney's smile faded, and she focused all of her energy on looking forward and not crying. "So what did you want to talk about?" she asked quickly.
Will hesitated for a moment before responding. "This." He said simply. When Sydney didn't reply, he elaborated. "I mean. How is this going to work? Am I allowed to talk to you about all of this? Well, I really don't know what to even talk about. I still don't really know what you do. Do you work for SD-6? Why was I in a CIA safe house? Who is this Vaughn guy? Am I going to be safe living with you? Am I going to be abducted again? What do we tell Francie?" Will ranted, only covering the beginning of the questions in his mind. He looked over at Sydney expectantly.
"I thought that you said you weren't going to ask me any questions." Sydney said softly, tears threatening.
"Maybe I changed my mind. Being kidnapped tends to change a guys outlook on life." Will quipped, a hint of bitterness entering his voice.
"Will, there are a lot of questions that I just can't really answer. For your safety. The only reason that you weren't killed yesterday was because you didn't know what the circumference was, and they realized that. You just have to accept things the way they are." Sydney pleaded, wanting to make sure that Will understood.
"So I'm just supposed to be okay with you going out there everyday, risking your life? Seeing you leave everyday, running yourself down, without even knowing why?" Will tried to reason with her.
Sydney took a deep breath, trying to recall all of his questions from before. "Fine," Sydney began, "First, I don't really know how this is going to work. Yes you can talk to me about anything, as long as there's no one else listening, or no bugs. I do work for SD-6, but I also work for CIA. I'm a double agent for the CIA; I'm trying to bring down SD-6. Vaughn is my handler. He meets with me and tells me my counter mission. He's also my friend." Sydney added quietly. "I don't know if you'll be safe living with me, but it's the safest place right now, and I don't know if you'll be taken again, I can't guarantee that you won't. You can't tell Francie anything. Any of this information will only put her in more danger than she already is. And finally, yes, Will, you do have to be okay with me risking my life everyday, because it's what I do. I'm good at it, and I'm doing it for my country, for Danny." Sydney's tears were brimming at her eyes. "You have to understand how important it is for you to be careful here. Danny died because he left a message on my answering machine. That's all it took. I can't lose you too." She said, looking into Will's eyes, pleading with him to stop asking questions, telling him that she'd already given him too much information.
Will nodded. "Okay. That's all. Just promise me that you'll be okay. That you'll come back home every time." Will begged as they pulled into the driveway of Sydney's house.
"I promise." She told him, reaching over and giving him a hug. "I promise." She repeated.
Ahh…I think this is destined to be a dialogue/reflection story. I don't know why I can't find place for anything more. I'm going to try and have something happen in the next few chapters. Lots of Vaughn/Sydney angst and stuff…I've had enough of Will. Please stick with me on this, I'm trying!!!
Author: Carrie (CaReYbEaRy@aol.com)
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias or any of the characters.
Spoilers: Season Finale
Rating: PG, but it will probably change throughout the series
Category: Angst, Romance, little action, little everything
Distribution: Anywhere. Just let me know.
Author's Note: So sorry for the lack of action/plot/anything of significance. I keep thinking that I'm going to make something happen, but then I just get all wrapped up in the thoughts and stuff. I'm trying, though, so please be patient. Thanks so much for all of your awesome reviews…they make me write faster…I get so excited!! Enjoy!
CHAPTER 6
Sydney, Vaughn, Will and Jack all walked off the plane at the secluded airstrip somewhere outside LA. They gathered their few belonging, Will having nothing, and walked away from the plane.
"So what now?" Will asked, his question mostly directed at Sydney, but open for anyone to answer.
"My car is at the warehouse, so I have to go get it, Vaughn drove me here." Sydney said.
"I'll bring you back." Vaughn offered. Sydney nodded.
Will watched the exchange, trying to pick up any information he could.
"Mr. Tippin, you'll go back to the CIA safe house." Jack said, trying to sound authoritative since no one would like this order.
"Yeah, because it was so 'safe' last time." Will said sarcastically. "Isn't there anywhere else I can go?" he asked.
"He could stay with me. Tell Francie that your apartment is being fumigated or something." Sydney suggested timidly, wanting desperately to see Vaughn's reaction to this. He was perfectly still beside her, and she didn't dare to risk a look at him.
Jack was silent for a moment. "Very well." He said, fishing in his briefcase for something. "Take this. It's a bug detector. You have to be careful about what you say anyway, but just in case." He offered.
Sydney took it from him and inspected it. "Thanks." She said, slipping it into her bag.
"I guess we should get going." Vaughn said. He, Will and Sydney parted ways from Jack, and headed towards a miniscule parking lot that was almost deserted.
Vaughn got in the drivers seat, Will and Sydney got in the back. Sydney slouched all the way down so that her head could not be seen. Will imitated her.
The drive to the warehouse was fairly short, and when they got there, Vaughn pulled up right next to Sydney's car, and she and Will just transferred from one car to the other. Once Will was in the SUV, Sydney went to the open window of Vaughn's car. He was looking forward, unaware that she had come back to his car.
"Vaughn?" Sydney said, getting his attention. He looked over at her with questioning eyes. It was almost torture to have her be so close to him. "Thanks," she said softly, "for everything." Sydney gave him a little smile.
Vaughn thought that he should say something really spectacular for such an intense moment, but then he remembered Will. "You're welcome." He said, just as softly, his eyes looking deep into hers, conveying everything he felt without words. He looked over Sydney's shoulder for just a moment, and saw Will looking in their direction. The moment was broken. Sydney began to walk away, and Vaughn just said "I'll be in contact soon," to her. She nodded and walked to her car. She got in, and she and Will sped off.
The car ride to Sydney's was full of tension. Neither knew where to start. Will decided to take the plunge.
"Can we talk?" he asked Sydney, frankly.
"Hang on." She said. She began to rifle through her bag that was in the back seat trying to keep her eyes on the road, and finally pulling out the bug detector that her father had given her. She pushed the flat button on the top of the black disc-shaped device, and it started to flash. It flashed more rapidly as she moved it to Will's side of the car. She pointed to the compartment that was in his door and motioned for him to look in it. He put his hand in there and pulled out a pen. Sydney took it from him and threw the detector into the back seat. She waited until she came to a stoplight before she pulled the end of the pen off with her teeth, and looked inside. She saw a tiny chip with several wires. She reached into the pen with her pinky nail, and slipped it under one of the wires, pulling upward, and effectively disabling the pen. She slipped the back of the pen back into its place, and extended it to Will. "Want a pen?" she asked smiling.
Will, who had been watching her in fascination, just shook his head. "I'll never get used to this." He said, looking out his window.
Sydney's smile faded, and she focused all of her energy on looking forward and not crying. "So what did you want to talk about?" she asked quickly.
Will hesitated for a moment before responding. "This." He said simply. When Sydney didn't reply, he elaborated. "I mean. How is this going to work? Am I allowed to talk to you about all of this? Well, I really don't know what to even talk about. I still don't really know what you do. Do you work for SD-6? Why was I in a CIA safe house? Who is this Vaughn guy? Am I going to be safe living with you? Am I going to be abducted again? What do we tell Francie?" Will ranted, only covering the beginning of the questions in his mind. He looked over at Sydney expectantly.
"I thought that you said you weren't going to ask me any questions." Sydney said softly, tears threatening.
"Maybe I changed my mind. Being kidnapped tends to change a guys outlook on life." Will quipped, a hint of bitterness entering his voice.
"Will, there are a lot of questions that I just can't really answer. For your safety. The only reason that you weren't killed yesterday was because you didn't know what the circumference was, and they realized that. You just have to accept things the way they are." Sydney pleaded, wanting to make sure that Will understood.
"So I'm just supposed to be okay with you going out there everyday, risking your life? Seeing you leave everyday, running yourself down, without even knowing why?" Will tried to reason with her.
Sydney took a deep breath, trying to recall all of his questions from before. "Fine," Sydney began, "First, I don't really know how this is going to work. Yes you can talk to me about anything, as long as there's no one else listening, or no bugs. I do work for SD-6, but I also work for CIA. I'm a double agent for the CIA; I'm trying to bring down SD-6. Vaughn is my handler. He meets with me and tells me my counter mission. He's also my friend." Sydney added quietly. "I don't know if you'll be safe living with me, but it's the safest place right now, and I don't know if you'll be taken again, I can't guarantee that you won't. You can't tell Francie anything. Any of this information will only put her in more danger than she already is. And finally, yes, Will, you do have to be okay with me risking my life everyday, because it's what I do. I'm good at it, and I'm doing it for my country, for Danny." Sydney's tears were brimming at her eyes. "You have to understand how important it is for you to be careful here. Danny died because he left a message on my answering machine. That's all it took. I can't lose you too." She said, looking into Will's eyes, pleading with him to stop asking questions, telling him that she'd already given him too much information.
Will nodded. "Okay. That's all. Just promise me that you'll be okay. That you'll come back home every time." Will begged as they pulled into the driveway of Sydney's house.
"I promise." She told him, reaching over and giving him a hug. "I promise." She repeated.
Ahh…I think this is destined to be a dialogue/reflection story. I don't know why I can't find place for anything more. I'm going to try and have something happen in the next few chapters. Lots of Vaughn/Sydney angst and stuff…I've had enough of Will. Please stick with me on this, I'm trying!!!