A/N: I have a pounding headache right now - literally - but I am going to
try and write this anyways, for ya'll. After all, it's why I'm writing in
the first place, right? I would laugh right now, but my head would make me
regret it. Hehe..ow. :( Anywho, here goes.
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'I can't say anything. Why can't I say something? Anything! Too much to process: no more lying, hiding, sneaking, denial, bruises, cuts, scrapes, broken bones.no more broken heart. Oh my God, if we pull this off, that's it. I will be free to be with him, we can be together. Wait. IF we pull this off. Shit. There goes my wonderful "I love you and can't wait to be with you" plan. If I told him that, I don't think we could get to the airport on time, much less complete the mission. OK, well, this is better anyhow, I mean, after this is done, no one can object to us being together. Right? I am I missing som.'
"Sydney? Did you hear me? Are you alright?" Vaughn was staring at her, trying to get her to say something.
"Um, I, wow," Sydney replied in a very low tone.
'I've got to suck it up until we have confirmation that SD-6 is no more.I've got to or this mission will fail; I can feel it.'
"When do we leave?" I asked with a huge grin on my face.
"Five minutes ago, c'mon we have to go. Here's your spare passport and ID. The tickets are on Delta. When we get to, you know, I don't know where we're going. Anyhow, when we get there, I have to pick up our rental car, so just meet me at the front of the Delta terminal, ok?"
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'I am such an idiot. I tried to get in his car. Why the hell would I do that? Because he's in there. Of course we have to go in separate vehicles; wouldn't really be a point to this mission if we were killed by SD-6 on the way to the airport, now would there? I have got to focus. First this mission, then Vaughn. Maybe I should start calling him Michael - after the mission. I have got to stop this. I am going to get us both killed on this mission.'
Sydney pulled into the airport parking garage and carefully parked her Land Rover.
'OK, I am Amy Tippin now. Amy Tippin is not attracted to Vaughn. In fact, she can barely stand working with him. Just get through this and you'll never have to be Amy Tippin again.'
Sydney shook her head and laughed to herself as she entered the terminal and saw Vaughn at the ticket counter.
'There is no way in hell that I am going to convince myself that I am not attracted to that man.'
Sydney approached the ticket counter, gave the attendant her ID and passport, and received a round-trip ticket to London.
'Of all the places in the world I've been to, I have to go to jolly ole England to take these bastards down. Ha.'
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On the plane, Sydney was sitting two rows in front of Vaughn.
'I need to sleep or something. This is going to be the longest flight I've have ever been on, I can feel it. I wonder if he's looking at me. I can feel someone watching me. I hope it's him because if it isn't, we've been followed. '
Sydney casually glanced around, as if looking for the flight attendant. She caught Vaughn's eye and he smiled slightly at her.
'He was looking at me. He's having a hard time with this too.'
She smirked in return and then the flight attendant was in her face.
"Can I get you something Miss?" the flight attendant cooed with a huge grin tattooed on her face.
'This woman is entirely too happy. I have never been this happy - ever. Well, maybe if I was with Michael.Shit. I can't call him that, not yet.'
"I was just wondering if I could get a blanket and a pillow." Sydney replied.
"Of course! This is going to be a long flight!" the flight attendant reached up into the overhead compartment and produced a dark blue blanket and a miniature pillow.
'Hell, if I can't have him, I can dream about him.'
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'I can't say anything. Why can't I say something? Anything! Too much to process: no more lying, hiding, sneaking, denial, bruises, cuts, scrapes, broken bones.no more broken heart. Oh my God, if we pull this off, that's it. I will be free to be with him, we can be together. Wait. IF we pull this off. Shit. There goes my wonderful "I love you and can't wait to be with you" plan. If I told him that, I don't think we could get to the airport on time, much less complete the mission. OK, well, this is better anyhow, I mean, after this is done, no one can object to us being together. Right? I am I missing som.'
"Sydney? Did you hear me? Are you alright?" Vaughn was staring at her, trying to get her to say something.
"Um, I, wow," Sydney replied in a very low tone.
'I've got to suck it up until we have confirmation that SD-6 is no more.I've got to or this mission will fail; I can feel it.'
"When do we leave?" I asked with a huge grin on my face.
"Five minutes ago, c'mon we have to go. Here's your spare passport and ID. The tickets are on Delta. When we get to, you know, I don't know where we're going. Anyhow, when we get there, I have to pick up our rental car, so just meet me at the front of the Delta terminal, ok?"
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'I am such an idiot. I tried to get in his car. Why the hell would I do that? Because he's in there. Of course we have to go in separate vehicles; wouldn't really be a point to this mission if we were killed by SD-6 on the way to the airport, now would there? I have got to focus. First this mission, then Vaughn. Maybe I should start calling him Michael - after the mission. I have got to stop this. I am going to get us both killed on this mission.'
Sydney pulled into the airport parking garage and carefully parked her Land Rover.
'OK, I am Amy Tippin now. Amy Tippin is not attracted to Vaughn. In fact, she can barely stand working with him. Just get through this and you'll never have to be Amy Tippin again.'
Sydney shook her head and laughed to herself as she entered the terminal and saw Vaughn at the ticket counter.
'There is no way in hell that I am going to convince myself that I am not attracted to that man.'
Sydney approached the ticket counter, gave the attendant her ID and passport, and received a round-trip ticket to London.
'Of all the places in the world I've been to, I have to go to jolly ole England to take these bastards down. Ha.'
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On the plane, Sydney was sitting two rows in front of Vaughn.
'I need to sleep or something. This is going to be the longest flight I've have ever been on, I can feel it. I wonder if he's looking at me. I can feel someone watching me. I hope it's him because if it isn't, we've been followed. '
Sydney casually glanced around, as if looking for the flight attendant. She caught Vaughn's eye and he smiled slightly at her.
'He was looking at me. He's having a hard time with this too.'
She smirked in return and then the flight attendant was in her face.
"Can I get you something Miss?" the flight attendant cooed with a huge grin tattooed on her face.
'This woman is entirely too happy. I have never been this happy - ever. Well, maybe if I was with Michael.Shit. I can't call him that, not yet.'
"I was just wondering if I could get a blanket and a pillow." Sydney replied.
"Of course! This is going to be a long flight!" the flight attendant reached up into the overhead compartment and produced a dark blue blanket and a miniature pillow.
'Hell, if I can't have him, I can dream about him.'
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