Ok here ya go folks. It's the last chapter. Wow, I'm finishing a WIP!
Amazing. Hmmm I'm not sure how this is going to turn out.
~COME WHAT MAY~ (oh come on, you knew it was coming)
*I need to know if you were real
'Cause I've been known to get it wrong
When the memory comes
I'll say I'm always in the dark*
One year. That's how long ago that beautiful night was. That night that I held her and told her it wasn't a just a dream. That every day we would wake up to each other. Today my dream ended.
After that night, things were better. We couldn't really be together, couldn't spend the night in each other's arms, but we both knew that soon we would be together. Some missions were particularly rough and I would hold her at the warehouse until the tears subsided. When my mother died, she held me until I found comfort and peace. Sometimes we ate dinner together at the warehouse, and we were happy. We were together. SD-6 couldn't change that, the CIA couldn't change that. Devlin wasn't happy, neither were Jack and Will. But they let us be. I think they knew that our love kept us both alive, and they weren't going to take that away from us.
Apparently Sloane didn't feel the same way.
*I can't remember how it went
You looked like everything I wanted
And as you came along
Slowly everything began to change
I got you now*
It was a long year. 2 weeks ago I found out the end was in sight. We were taking them down. I was overjoyed, Sydney was exuberant. We held each other, laughed and cried, hugged and kissed. We talked about the future. Getting married. Having kids. We set a date. April 28. I said we should go for April 7, she didn't find that too amusing.
I told her I would be waiting for her outside the Credit Dauphine building.
I said I was going to take in her my arms, swing her around, kiss her, and shout to the whole world that Sydney Bristow was my life and she was free and that our life was about to begin.
She said she couldn't wait.
She couldn't wait to tell her friends the truth. To make wedding arrangements. She was absolutely giddy.
Today was the end of SD-6 and the Alliance. We ordered everyone out of the Credit Dauphine. The CIA and FBI were there to take everyone into custody. I couldn'y find Sydney. Jack and Dixon said that she was with Sloane the last time they had seen her. I had a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. Sloane must have found out. I don't know how, but he did, and Sydney was with him. He was going to kill her.
I got a team. We were getting ready to raid the building. I wasn't going to let that bastard take her. I wansn't going to let him steal our life.
Then the building blew up.
Sloane took his life, and took her with him.
My life ended. My dream went up in smoke with the building.
I couldn't move.
I failed her.
I was supposed to save her, to free her. I let her down. Now she's gone.
They all tried to comfort me. They said there was nothing I could do. No one could have known that Sloane found out. No one could have known that he would blow up the building. They said thank God there was no one else in there.
No one but my life, my dream. Everything was in that building.
Now I'm at her house. Touching her things, inhaling her scent. Remembering the days and nights we had together. We were robbed. Our life together never began.
Because of me.
I can't take this.
I fall down and cry.
* I need to know if you were real
I'd hate to think that I'd been fooled again
And as the vision fades
I'll say I was blinded by your eyes
I felt them burn *
I didn't hear the door open. In my grief I heard nothing. Not even soft footsteps approaching me.
But I felt a hand rub my back.
I don't dare to hope.
But I find the strength to pull my head up.
And there she is. Her face is bruised, a cut above her eye bleeds heavily, her arm is hanging at an awkward angle. She is dirty and her clothes torn. But she's here.
"Sydney?"
"It's over Vaughn."
"You're..you're alive! Dear G-d, oh G-d. G-d, Sydney!" my voice cracks and I'm crying hysterically and she is too. I'm holding her in my arms again. Our tears mingling together as our lips join.
"Syd, you need to get to a hospital."
"Yeah, but not yet. I want to be with you. Let me be with you."
"I thought you were gone. I thought the dream was over."
"It's only just begun."
We're together. Come what may.
The dream is ours.
THE END
~COME WHAT MAY~ (oh come on, you knew it was coming)
*I need to know if you were real
'Cause I've been known to get it wrong
When the memory comes
I'll say I'm always in the dark*
One year. That's how long ago that beautiful night was. That night that I held her and told her it wasn't a just a dream. That every day we would wake up to each other. Today my dream ended.
After that night, things were better. We couldn't really be together, couldn't spend the night in each other's arms, but we both knew that soon we would be together. Some missions were particularly rough and I would hold her at the warehouse until the tears subsided. When my mother died, she held me until I found comfort and peace. Sometimes we ate dinner together at the warehouse, and we were happy. We were together. SD-6 couldn't change that, the CIA couldn't change that. Devlin wasn't happy, neither were Jack and Will. But they let us be. I think they knew that our love kept us both alive, and they weren't going to take that away from us.
Apparently Sloane didn't feel the same way.
*I can't remember how it went
You looked like everything I wanted
And as you came along
Slowly everything began to change
I got you now*
It was a long year. 2 weeks ago I found out the end was in sight. We were taking them down. I was overjoyed, Sydney was exuberant. We held each other, laughed and cried, hugged and kissed. We talked about the future. Getting married. Having kids. We set a date. April 28. I said we should go for April 7, she didn't find that too amusing.
I told her I would be waiting for her outside the Credit Dauphine building.
I said I was going to take in her my arms, swing her around, kiss her, and shout to the whole world that Sydney Bristow was my life and she was free and that our life was about to begin.
She said she couldn't wait.
She couldn't wait to tell her friends the truth. To make wedding arrangements. She was absolutely giddy.
Today was the end of SD-6 and the Alliance. We ordered everyone out of the Credit Dauphine. The CIA and FBI were there to take everyone into custody. I couldn'y find Sydney. Jack and Dixon said that she was with Sloane the last time they had seen her. I had a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. Sloane must have found out. I don't know how, but he did, and Sydney was with him. He was going to kill her.
I got a team. We were getting ready to raid the building. I wasn't going to let that bastard take her. I wansn't going to let him steal our life.
Then the building blew up.
Sloane took his life, and took her with him.
My life ended. My dream went up in smoke with the building.
I couldn't move.
I failed her.
I was supposed to save her, to free her. I let her down. Now she's gone.
They all tried to comfort me. They said there was nothing I could do. No one could have known that Sloane found out. No one could have known that he would blow up the building. They said thank God there was no one else in there.
No one but my life, my dream. Everything was in that building.
Now I'm at her house. Touching her things, inhaling her scent. Remembering the days and nights we had together. We were robbed. Our life together never began.
Because of me.
I can't take this.
I fall down and cry.
* I need to know if you were real
I'd hate to think that I'd been fooled again
And as the vision fades
I'll say I was blinded by your eyes
I felt them burn *
I didn't hear the door open. In my grief I heard nothing. Not even soft footsteps approaching me.
But I felt a hand rub my back.
I don't dare to hope.
But I find the strength to pull my head up.
And there she is. Her face is bruised, a cut above her eye bleeds heavily, her arm is hanging at an awkward angle. She is dirty and her clothes torn. But she's here.
"Sydney?"
"It's over Vaughn."
"You're..you're alive! Dear G-d, oh G-d. G-d, Sydney!" my voice cracks and I'm crying hysterically and she is too. I'm holding her in my arms again. Our tears mingling together as our lips join.
"Syd, you need to get to a hospital."
"Yeah, but not yet. I want to be with you. Let me be with you."
"I thought you were gone. I thought the dream was over."
"It's only just begun."
We're together. Come what may.
The dream is ours.
THE END