By 11: 45 Sydney had talked to Sloane about her leave of absence. She
sensed something was off about Sloane. Not that he was usually a personable
guy, but today he seemed extra distant and cold. As her father had
suspected, he didn't give a second thought as to Sydney going to her
friend's wedding. She had unused vacation time anyway.
She had just come from an early lunch with Francie and had explained to her how her father's neighborhood was having a string of burglaries to houses where the house appeared vacant. Francie seemed a little down that she would be spending even less time with her friend, but accepted and believed Sydney's fib that she would be staying at her father's house. She then went home, packed a few bags of clothing, toiletries, and other items before setting off for the hospital.
It was on the elevator ride up to the floor where Vaughn was that it fully sunk in that she was on vacation. Well, to her a vacation. No CIA or SD-6 work and missions for almost full two weeks. Sydney's mouth curled up into a little smile, but her heart sank guiltily. In pre-amnesia time, what Sydney wouldn't have given to spend a work-free week with Vaughn. Now wished that she could just meet up with him in the warehouse, have Vaughn give her the counter-mission, make the small talk that allowed then 2 minutes into each other's personal lives and then wait the remaining hours until they would see each other again.
She walked down the hallway and saw Vaughn's doctor going through a patient's chart. He looked up when he heard her footsteps approaching. "Sydney, good to see you."
"Same here, how's he doing today." She asked apprehensively.
He gave her a small smile. "He's hanging in there. He seemed a little depressed when he woke up this morning. We noticed a fair amount of frustration when he crushed an empty can of root beer after not being able to remember if he used to like it. But other than that, he's been ok."
"Can I take him home now?" Sydney wanted to get him out of the hospital as soon as possible. She figured his best chances for a recovery were if he were out of this environment.
He nodded "Yes of course. Agent Weiss is in with him now. He brought him some of his own clothes to wear home since the ones he came in with were a little damaged and inappropriate."
Sydney's mind giggled with perverseness at the sight of Vaughn in his leather pants and tight black shirt.
"I assume you've already made arrangements with Devlin regarding yourself and Agent Vaughn?"
"Yes" Sydney answered back. "I talked with him early this morning about what's going to happen the next few weeks. He wasn't pleased to say the least, but I think he understands why I have to do this."
"I'm glad. I've read the basics of your history with Agent Vaughn and I do think besides a family member you are one of the key players in getting his memory back. However, we must remember, there is a chance that it will never return. There's no guarantee that it will come back, but we have the best chance by bringing him to the places and people he knows best. Now you just need to sign a few release forms and you and Agent Vaughn are free to go." The doctor once again smiled at Sydney and then walked away to check on some of his other patients.
Right as Sydney was about to walk through the threshold of Vaughn's door, she saw Weiss exiting. She stepped to the side of the hallway to talk with him. "Sydney, I'm so glad your ok." Sydney and he quickly embraced. "I can't believe this happened. It seems like one minute we were arguing about pizza toppings and the next minute he doesn't even remember my name."
"I know, I'm barely grasping it myself."
He looked down for a minute with a pensive look on his face. "Listen, I've never been a big supporter of you two getting as romantically involved together."
"Weiss, this has nothing to do with romanc--"
"I know, I know. What I was trying to say is that, I'm regret ever giving Mike lip about the two of you. I'm glad that you convinced Devlin to let you do this. If anyone can help him get his memory back, It's you."
"Thank you." Sydney was stunned to say the least.
He nodded his head. "Well, I need to get back. Lots of files and paperwork to be done back at the office. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call. I'll probably drop by though to see how things are going, try to help a bit."
"Thanks Weiss. I will."
Weiss left and Sydney readied herself for whatever lied ahead.
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Ok.I lied, not much romance here. I didn't intend to make this chapter as long as it was. I was going to make it short and include some Vaughn-time, but didn't work out that way. Again, thanks for the feedback! I am loving it, and it's because of it that I'm trying my hardest to get these chapters out ASAP. Thanks again guys, I don't think I'll have time to write another chapter tomorrow, but who knows. I will most definitely have some by Friday though. You guys rock!
She had just come from an early lunch with Francie and had explained to her how her father's neighborhood was having a string of burglaries to houses where the house appeared vacant. Francie seemed a little down that she would be spending even less time with her friend, but accepted and believed Sydney's fib that she would be staying at her father's house. She then went home, packed a few bags of clothing, toiletries, and other items before setting off for the hospital.
It was on the elevator ride up to the floor where Vaughn was that it fully sunk in that she was on vacation. Well, to her a vacation. No CIA or SD-6 work and missions for almost full two weeks. Sydney's mouth curled up into a little smile, but her heart sank guiltily. In pre-amnesia time, what Sydney wouldn't have given to spend a work-free week with Vaughn. Now wished that she could just meet up with him in the warehouse, have Vaughn give her the counter-mission, make the small talk that allowed then 2 minutes into each other's personal lives and then wait the remaining hours until they would see each other again.
She walked down the hallway and saw Vaughn's doctor going through a patient's chart. He looked up when he heard her footsteps approaching. "Sydney, good to see you."
"Same here, how's he doing today." She asked apprehensively.
He gave her a small smile. "He's hanging in there. He seemed a little depressed when he woke up this morning. We noticed a fair amount of frustration when he crushed an empty can of root beer after not being able to remember if he used to like it. But other than that, he's been ok."
"Can I take him home now?" Sydney wanted to get him out of the hospital as soon as possible. She figured his best chances for a recovery were if he were out of this environment.
He nodded "Yes of course. Agent Weiss is in with him now. He brought him some of his own clothes to wear home since the ones he came in with were a little damaged and inappropriate."
Sydney's mind giggled with perverseness at the sight of Vaughn in his leather pants and tight black shirt.
"I assume you've already made arrangements with Devlin regarding yourself and Agent Vaughn?"
"Yes" Sydney answered back. "I talked with him early this morning about what's going to happen the next few weeks. He wasn't pleased to say the least, but I think he understands why I have to do this."
"I'm glad. I've read the basics of your history with Agent Vaughn and I do think besides a family member you are one of the key players in getting his memory back. However, we must remember, there is a chance that it will never return. There's no guarantee that it will come back, but we have the best chance by bringing him to the places and people he knows best. Now you just need to sign a few release forms and you and Agent Vaughn are free to go." The doctor once again smiled at Sydney and then walked away to check on some of his other patients.
Right as Sydney was about to walk through the threshold of Vaughn's door, she saw Weiss exiting. She stepped to the side of the hallway to talk with him. "Sydney, I'm so glad your ok." Sydney and he quickly embraced. "I can't believe this happened. It seems like one minute we were arguing about pizza toppings and the next minute he doesn't even remember my name."
"I know, I'm barely grasping it myself."
He looked down for a minute with a pensive look on his face. "Listen, I've never been a big supporter of you two getting as romantically involved together."
"Weiss, this has nothing to do with romanc--"
"I know, I know. What I was trying to say is that, I'm regret ever giving Mike lip about the two of you. I'm glad that you convinced Devlin to let you do this. If anyone can help him get his memory back, It's you."
"Thank you." Sydney was stunned to say the least.
He nodded his head. "Well, I need to get back. Lots of files and paperwork to be done back at the office. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call. I'll probably drop by though to see how things are going, try to help a bit."
"Thanks Weiss. I will."
Weiss left and Sydney readied herself for whatever lied ahead.
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Ok.I lied, not much romance here. I didn't intend to make this chapter as long as it was. I was going to make it short and include some Vaughn-time, but didn't work out that way. Again, thanks for the feedback! I am loving it, and it's because of it that I'm trying my hardest to get these chapters out ASAP. Thanks again guys, I don't think I'll have time to write another chapter tomorrow, but who knows. I will most definitely have some by Friday though. You guys rock!