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Chapter 17
Vaughn drove to Sydney's apartment with a lot on his mind. Why had he given away his cover like that? He had really felt that something was wrong and that Sydney needed him, so now he was risking going to her home. He was going to have to come face-to-face with Will and Francie. To sum it all up, he was pretty nervous.
Vaughn knocked on the apartment door. The door was opened to reveal the worried faces of Will and Francie, who were obviously very curious about him.
"Who are you?" Francie asked him with a nosy look on her face.
"Um. I'm Michael Vaughn. Where's Sydney?" Vaughn looked into the apartment. He heard muffled crying through a door on the other side of the apartment. Francie continued to question him, while Will just stood in shock, gaping at Vaughn.
"How do you know Sydney?"
"I'm a… friend… of hers." Vaughn tried to think of an appropriate way to describe his relationship with Syd to Francie. He figured that Will knew who he was, that is if he had figured it out yet in that little reporter brain of his. "I met her a while ago… jogging… in the park" Vaughn hoped that he sounded reasonable.
It finally registered in Will's mind that this guy was obviously lying about his relationship with Syd. Will knew that they worked together, but he did not know if they were "just" friends. Francie seemed satisfied with Vaughn's answer.
"Do you mind?" As Vaughn stepped in and headed straight towards Sydney's bedroom Francie's woman's intuition told her something very important. This man loved and cared for Syd just as much as she did.
He walked in and saw Sydney, crying face down on her bed. She was a mess, but in Vaughn's eyes she would always look like the most gorgeous woman ever. "Syd?" She turned her tear-streaked face towards Vaughn.
"Oh Vaughn!" She ran up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She didn't care if Will and Francie were watching, which they were, she would come up with something later. Vaughn closed the door, blocking Francie and Will's view into Syd's room. They sat down on Sydney's bed and he lifted her face up so that she was looking at him.
"What's wrong Syd? I'm here now. You can tell me" He looked deeply into her eyes and saw the pain building up inside of her.
"Will… Will kissed me." Vaughn felt like going up to Will and beating the crap out of him, but he knew that that wouldn't fix anything. " I … I thought of you and I hated him even more for it, and then I remembered that he knew about my job, about everything I go through! I don't know how he could have even tried something like that now that he knows what I have to deal with every day." Sydney leaned her head on Vaughn's shoulder and continued crying. He made her feel so warm inside, and now that he was here, she felt so much better. He had always been so comforting to her. "I'm sorry, I'm getting your jacket wet." Sydney started to pull away, but Vaughn pulled her back.
"You never have to be sorry, Syd." She looked up at him and kissed him. How was it that he always knew just what to say? Sydney was so glad to have him with her. Vaughn pulled Sydney closer and stroked her hair. When she finally calmed down, she looked at Vaughn with a thankful look in her eyes.
"Thank you so much for being here, Vaughn. You have no idea how much better I feel." Vaughn stroked her cheek and closing the distance between them, brought his lips to hers.
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Will eyed the door suspiciously for a few seconds after Vaughn closed the door, but was distracted by Francie.
"Will! How could you do that to her!" Francie was angry with him too. 'Great', he thought maybe she would have not been pissed at him, but she was.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me, but I also don't know what got into Syd either." Memories of Syd shouting at him and slapping him haunted his every thought.
"You are such a guy! She was upset! She must be under so much stress and then you come along and try to make a move on her when it's absolutely obvious that she doesn't think of you in that way!" Francie was more than pissed, she was furious. How could Will have done something so stupid. She had trusted him to ask Syd about the cologne because she had been too sacred to herself, and he had made a move on her instead!
"I'm really sorry Francie. I don't know why I did that. I guess I just wasn't thinking."
"Well you're damn right about that!"
TO BE CONTINUED…
A/N: So what did ya think? Please suggest some titles for this story, I want to rename it something more interesting. I've been really busy, but I'll try to get the next chapter up soon!
Chapter 17
Vaughn drove to Sydney's apartment with a lot on his mind. Why had he given away his cover like that? He had really felt that something was wrong and that Sydney needed him, so now he was risking going to her home. He was going to have to come face-to-face with Will and Francie. To sum it all up, he was pretty nervous.
Vaughn knocked on the apartment door. The door was opened to reveal the worried faces of Will and Francie, who were obviously very curious about him.
"Who are you?" Francie asked him with a nosy look on her face.
"Um. I'm Michael Vaughn. Where's Sydney?" Vaughn looked into the apartment. He heard muffled crying through a door on the other side of the apartment. Francie continued to question him, while Will just stood in shock, gaping at Vaughn.
"How do you know Sydney?"
"I'm a… friend… of hers." Vaughn tried to think of an appropriate way to describe his relationship with Syd to Francie. He figured that Will knew who he was, that is if he had figured it out yet in that little reporter brain of his. "I met her a while ago… jogging… in the park" Vaughn hoped that he sounded reasonable.
It finally registered in Will's mind that this guy was obviously lying about his relationship with Syd. Will knew that they worked together, but he did not know if they were "just" friends. Francie seemed satisfied with Vaughn's answer.
"Do you mind?" As Vaughn stepped in and headed straight towards Sydney's bedroom Francie's woman's intuition told her something very important. This man loved and cared for Syd just as much as she did.
He walked in and saw Sydney, crying face down on her bed. She was a mess, but in Vaughn's eyes she would always look like the most gorgeous woman ever. "Syd?" She turned her tear-streaked face towards Vaughn.
"Oh Vaughn!" She ran up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She didn't care if Will and Francie were watching, which they were, she would come up with something later. Vaughn closed the door, blocking Francie and Will's view into Syd's room. They sat down on Sydney's bed and he lifted her face up so that she was looking at him.
"What's wrong Syd? I'm here now. You can tell me" He looked deeply into her eyes and saw the pain building up inside of her.
"Will… Will kissed me." Vaughn felt like going up to Will and beating the crap out of him, but he knew that that wouldn't fix anything. " I … I thought of you and I hated him even more for it, and then I remembered that he knew about my job, about everything I go through! I don't know how he could have even tried something like that now that he knows what I have to deal with every day." Sydney leaned her head on Vaughn's shoulder and continued crying. He made her feel so warm inside, and now that he was here, she felt so much better. He had always been so comforting to her. "I'm sorry, I'm getting your jacket wet." Sydney started to pull away, but Vaughn pulled her back.
"You never have to be sorry, Syd." She looked up at him and kissed him. How was it that he always knew just what to say? Sydney was so glad to have him with her. Vaughn pulled Sydney closer and stroked her hair. When she finally calmed down, she looked at Vaughn with a thankful look in her eyes.
"Thank you so much for being here, Vaughn. You have no idea how much better I feel." Vaughn stroked her cheek and closing the distance between them, brought his lips to hers.
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Will eyed the door suspiciously for a few seconds after Vaughn closed the door, but was distracted by Francie.
"Will! How could you do that to her!" Francie was angry with him too. 'Great', he thought maybe she would have not been pissed at him, but she was.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me, but I also don't know what got into Syd either." Memories of Syd shouting at him and slapping him haunted his every thought.
"You are such a guy! She was upset! She must be under so much stress and then you come along and try to make a move on her when it's absolutely obvious that she doesn't think of you in that way!" Francie was more than pissed, she was furious. How could Will have done something so stupid. She had trusted him to ask Syd about the cologne because she had been too sacred to herself, and he had made a move on her instead!
"I'm really sorry Francie. I don't know why I did that. I guess I just wasn't thinking."
"Well you're damn right about that!"
TO BE CONTINUED…
A/N: So what did ya think? Please suggest some titles for this story, I want to rename it something more interesting. I've been really busy, but I'll try to get the next chapter up soon!