A/N: I feel like I haven't posted in forever, but I am planning a party,
so after the party on Friday, and after I recover on Saturday, I should be
ok!! LOL!! The next Vaughn pov chap is here!!!
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'Airplane food is always horrible. I forced myself to eat it though, I knew I would be hungry later if I didn't and I usually like to sleep during the layover. Syd slept through the meal; she didn't miss anything. A cold grilled chicken breast sandwich, parsley potatoes, and some kind of green vegetable mess. I wish I could see her face from where I'm sitting. I would have liked to watch her sleep. I'll bet she looks like an angel when she's asleep; she does when she's awake. There are so many things that have gone wrong in her life, so many tragedies, so many heartaches; I wouldn't even wish what she's been through on Haladki. Yet, despite all that has happened to her, she is the nicest and most down to earth person I know. *Sigh* I think I should get some rest before we get to London.'
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'Planes relax me so much. I don't know why, but I slept better on that flight than I ever have on a plane. Maybe it's because Syd was on the plane with me. Her presence is both calming and exciting simultaneously. If she only knew how much I thought about her, how much I love her, how I would do anything for her, she would have no question that I want to spend the rest of my life with her, no question that she can always trust me - no matter what. However, if she could see what I was thinking about her sometimes, I think I would get slapped..'
"Hi, welcome to Hertz. Can I help you?" This cheerful line pulled me out of my dream world.
"Um, yeah. I'm David Jones. I have a vehicle reserved I believe?" 'I hate this alias. I know its so common that it would be extra hard to track, but still, what a boring name.'
"Yes, Mr. Jones, your reservation is right here, if I could just see two forms of ID, and get your signature here and here, we'll get you on your way."
'I comprehended what the woman was saying, but all I was really paying attention to was Sydney walking across the terminal towards the outer doors of the Delta terminal. I didn't think that she could ever look any more beautiful, but she did. Maybe it was because she didn't know I was looking at her, but her natural beauty simply lit up the terminal and my face turned into a huge grin as well.'
"Sir? Sir?"
'The Hertz agent was attempting to give me the keys to my rental.'
"Oh, thanks a lot." I murmured as I walked quickly to the rental lot.
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'OK, enough day dreaming, I have got to get focused on this mission. Well, first I have to find the rental car.'
Vaughn meandered through the car lot until he spotted the huge gray Dodge van.
'This thing is huge! Well, at least its got enough room for us to change clothes in the back..s***. I have got to find something to occupy my mind. OK, tails. What if we're being tailed already? OK, that's easy enough to shake; I just need a good cover. OK, my best foreign language is French, so, maybe I could..hmmmm...be a friend picking Syd up at the airport for a visit? Yeah, that would work. I mean, there are French people in England too. OK, there she is, time to work.'
Vaughn pulled up to the curb and jumped out of the van, walking quickly towards Sydney,
'She is going to be shocked! I can't wait to see the look on her face.'
Vaughn grabbed Sydney up off the ground and hugged her tightly. As he set her down, he said in an audible voice:
"Je suis si heureux de vous voir! C'a été tellement longtemps vieil ami! Je suis si heureux vous avez accepté de me rencontrer à Londres pendant vos vacances! Qui penserait que nous tous les deux serions ici des vacances en même temps? Venez, laissez-nous montent et attrapent!"
'I set her down, not really wanting to, and looked straight into her eyes, trying to let her know that everything is ok.'
"Oui, laissez-nous vont!" she replies, looking slightly confused, yet almost faint.
'I lead her to the van, opening her door, and as she steps in she asks,'
"Are we being tailed?"
"No, not that I know of, but I want to make sure we look pretty normal just in case."
'Her big brown eyes are good at hiding her secrets, but I think I see a hint of fear in them as I shut her door.'
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"I need you to look in that bag and tell me where I'm going."
'Just try and keep this strictly business for now. Talk about the mission and you'll be fine. Just breathe.'
"Um, here it is. We are to go to - this can't be right -" Sydney stopped in mid-sentence.
"Where?" 'I am so afraid that I am going to get her hurt on this mission. I am not used to field work anymore.'
"Buckingham Palace?! That's where the Alliance keeps - oh Lord. It says we'll be retrieving an electronic address book of sorts. It lists everything that the CIA has been needing to take down the Alliance!"
"Alright, off to the Palace we go!" 'Just sound confident. She needs to think that I believe this mission will go off without a hitch.'
"It says that we'll need to get into the basement and then down to sublevel 2. There's a room marked 'Executive Entrance - Private', and the book is in a safe in there. It doesn't mention any out of the ordinary security or anything. This is odd."
"Hopefully, this will just be an in and out op," 'Fat chance, but I can always hope for the best.'
"Yeah, um, hopefully," Sydney replied.
"Don't worry Syd," 'Is she blushing? Nah, why would she be blushing? Maybe she's just nervous.'
Subconsciously, Vaughn places his hand on Sydney's knee.
"This will all be over soon, I promise."
'I must be an idiot. My hand is on Sydney Bristow's knee. So much for keeping this all business.'
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'Airplane food is always horrible. I forced myself to eat it though, I knew I would be hungry later if I didn't and I usually like to sleep during the layover. Syd slept through the meal; she didn't miss anything. A cold grilled chicken breast sandwich, parsley potatoes, and some kind of green vegetable mess. I wish I could see her face from where I'm sitting. I would have liked to watch her sleep. I'll bet she looks like an angel when she's asleep; she does when she's awake. There are so many things that have gone wrong in her life, so many tragedies, so many heartaches; I wouldn't even wish what she's been through on Haladki. Yet, despite all that has happened to her, she is the nicest and most down to earth person I know. *Sigh* I think I should get some rest before we get to London.'
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'Planes relax me so much. I don't know why, but I slept better on that flight than I ever have on a plane. Maybe it's because Syd was on the plane with me. Her presence is both calming and exciting simultaneously. If she only knew how much I thought about her, how much I love her, how I would do anything for her, she would have no question that I want to spend the rest of my life with her, no question that she can always trust me - no matter what. However, if she could see what I was thinking about her sometimes, I think I would get slapped..'
"Hi, welcome to Hertz. Can I help you?" This cheerful line pulled me out of my dream world.
"Um, yeah. I'm David Jones. I have a vehicle reserved I believe?" 'I hate this alias. I know its so common that it would be extra hard to track, but still, what a boring name.'
"Yes, Mr. Jones, your reservation is right here, if I could just see two forms of ID, and get your signature here and here, we'll get you on your way."
'I comprehended what the woman was saying, but all I was really paying attention to was Sydney walking across the terminal towards the outer doors of the Delta terminal. I didn't think that she could ever look any more beautiful, but she did. Maybe it was because she didn't know I was looking at her, but her natural beauty simply lit up the terminal and my face turned into a huge grin as well.'
"Sir? Sir?"
'The Hertz agent was attempting to give me the keys to my rental.'
"Oh, thanks a lot." I murmured as I walked quickly to the rental lot.
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'OK, enough day dreaming, I have got to get focused on this mission. Well, first I have to find the rental car.'
Vaughn meandered through the car lot until he spotted the huge gray Dodge van.
'This thing is huge! Well, at least its got enough room for us to change clothes in the back..s***. I have got to find something to occupy my mind. OK, tails. What if we're being tailed already? OK, that's easy enough to shake; I just need a good cover. OK, my best foreign language is French, so, maybe I could..hmmmm...be a friend picking Syd up at the airport for a visit? Yeah, that would work. I mean, there are French people in England too. OK, there she is, time to work.'
Vaughn pulled up to the curb and jumped out of the van, walking quickly towards Sydney,
'She is going to be shocked! I can't wait to see the look on her face.'
Vaughn grabbed Sydney up off the ground and hugged her tightly. As he set her down, he said in an audible voice:
"Je suis si heureux de vous voir! C'a été tellement longtemps vieil ami! Je suis si heureux vous avez accepté de me rencontrer à Londres pendant vos vacances! Qui penserait que nous tous les deux serions ici des vacances en même temps? Venez, laissez-nous montent et attrapent!"
'I set her down, not really wanting to, and looked straight into her eyes, trying to let her know that everything is ok.'
"Oui, laissez-nous vont!" she replies, looking slightly confused, yet almost faint.
'I lead her to the van, opening her door, and as she steps in she asks,'
"Are we being tailed?"
"No, not that I know of, but I want to make sure we look pretty normal just in case."
'Her big brown eyes are good at hiding her secrets, but I think I see a hint of fear in them as I shut her door.'
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"I need you to look in that bag and tell me where I'm going."
'Just try and keep this strictly business for now. Talk about the mission and you'll be fine. Just breathe.'
"Um, here it is. We are to go to - this can't be right -" Sydney stopped in mid-sentence.
"Where?" 'I am so afraid that I am going to get her hurt on this mission. I am not used to field work anymore.'
"Buckingham Palace?! That's where the Alliance keeps - oh Lord. It says we'll be retrieving an electronic address book of sorts. It lists everything that the CIA has been needing to take down the Alliance!"
"Alright, off to the Palace we go!" 'Just sound confident. She needs to think that I believe this mission will go off without a hitch.'
"It says that we'll need to get into the basement and then down to sublevel 2. There's a room marked 'Executive Entrance - Private', and the book is in a safe in there. It doesn't mention any out of the ordinary security or anything. This is odd."
"Hopefully, this will just be an in and out op," 'Fat chance, but I can always hope for the best.'
"Yeah, um, hopefully," Sydney replied.
"Don't worry Syd," 'Is she blushing? Nah, why would she be blushing? Maybe she's just nervous.'
Subconsciously, Vaughn places his hand on Sydney's knee.
"This will all be over soon, I promise."
'I must be an idiot. My hand is on Sydney Bristow's knee. So much for keeping this all business.'
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