Disclaimer- REO Speedwagon owns the song, JJ owns the Vaughn. HEY! It
rhymes!
Author's Note- Yeah, I hate these songs. I mean, the songs rock, but hey. This was my first fanfic. I didn't know what to write so I stuck in a bunch of songs. How dumb. MY OTHER ONES ARE BETTER I SWEAR! THIS ONE ACTUALLY GETS BETTER TOO! Okay, I'm done once I say this: REVIEW OR ELSE I HOLD SHIRTLESS VAUGHN FOR RANSOM!
Chapter Nine
Golf
Suddenly the phone rang, scaring Sydney.
"Syd, it's for you," called Francie.
"Hello?"
"Hi, this is Joseph Piazza and have I got a deal for you! Are your baseball bats in bad shape? How about your golf clubs?" Sydney slammed down the phone before the automated voice could say anymore.
Sydney had never been very religious, but a man named Joseph Piazza calling her as she was about to take her own life? It must have been a sign. She set the knife down and went into the kitchen.
"Oh my God, it's REO Speedwagon! I love them," Francie exclaimed.
"You love everyone," Sydney said pessimistically.
"Listen!"
I can't fight this feeling any longer And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow What started out as friendship, has grown stronger I only wish I had the strength to let it show
I tell myself that I can't hold out forever I said there is no reason for my fear Cause I feel so secure when we're together You give my life direction You make everything so clear
And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window On a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might
And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars, forever
Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for And if I have to crawl upon the floor Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you I've been running round in circles in my mind And it always seems that I'm following you, girl Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find
And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might
And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars, forever
Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for And if I have to crawl upon the floor Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.
Ok, getting over Vaughn would never be easy, but did every song have to remind her of him?
"So, did you finally give up crying or am I going to have to buy some anti- depressant?"
"No."
"Come on Syd, it's been like two weeks. You gotta move on."
"Two weeks, three days, five hours, thirteen minutes, and forty-six, no forty-seven seconds."
"Wow, you must have really loved him."
Sydney nodded, then said, "I never got to tell him. We were just friends, but there was this tension. It got so bad I couldn't look him in the eyes. I only slept with Noah to get over him, and the whole time I was thinking about him."
"Unresolved sexual tension can be a killer, no pun intended."
"I just don't know what to do. I miss him so much," Sydney said before dissolving into tears.
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Vaughn watched the clock, phone in hand.
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Three weeks, one minute and two seconds after Vaughn had been taken off Sydney's case, Sydney's phone rang.
Sydney wondered who in their right-mind would call at midnight, before answering the phone.
"Hello?"
"Joey's Pizza?"
Sydney's wine glass fell to the floor. "Wrong number," she stated before running out the door in her tank top and flannel pajama pants.
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Jack Bristow watched the screen. Sure enough, Sydney's phone number appeared on the outgoing calls of Vaughn's home phone record. He smiled he hadn't made a mistake. Sydney and Vaughn were true love at it's finest. They had a love that would last forever.
Author's Note- Yeah, I hate these songs. I mean, the songs rock, but hey. This was my first fanfic. I didn't know what to write so I stuck in a bunch of songs. How dumb. MY OTHER ONES ARE BETTER I SWEAR! THIS ONE ACTUALLY GETS BETTER TOO! Okay, I'm done once I say this: REVIEW OR ELSE I HOLD SHIRTLESS VAUGHN FOR RANSOM!
Chapter Nine
Golf
Suddenly the phone rang, scaring Sydney.
"Syd, it's for you," called Francie.
"Hello?"
"Hi, this is Joseph Piazza and have I got a deal for you! Are your baseball bats in bad shape? How about your golf clubs?" Sydney slammed down the phone before the automated voice could say anymore.
Sydney had never been very religious, but a man named Joseph Piazza calling her as she was about to take her own life? It must have been a sign. She set the knife down and went into the kitchen.
"Oh my God, it's REO Speedwagon! I love them," Francie exclaimed.
"You love everyone," Sydney said pessimistically.
"Listen!"
I can't fight this feeling any longer And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow What started out as friendship, has grown stronger I only wish I had the strength to let it show
I tell myself that I can't hold out forever I said there is no reason for my fear Cause I feel so secure when we're together You give my life direction You make everything so clear
And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window On a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might
And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars, forever
Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for And if I have to crawl upon the floor Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you I've been running round in circles in my mind And it always seems that I'm following you, girl Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find
And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might
And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars, forever
Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for And if I have to crawl upon the floor Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.
Ok, getting over Vaughn would never be easy, but did every song have to remind her of him?
"So, did you finally give up crying or am I going to have to buy some anti- depressant?"
"No."
"Come on Syd, it's been like two weeks. You gotta move on."
"Two weeks, three days, five hours, thirteen minutes, and forty-six, no forty-seven seconds."
"Wow, you must have really loved him."
Sydney nodded, then said, "I never got to tell him. We were just friends, but there was this tension. It got so bad I couldn't look him in the eyes. I only slept with Noah to get over him, and the whole time I was thinking about him."
"Unresolved sexual tension can be a killer, no pun intended."
"I just don't know what to do. I miss him so much," Sydney said before dissolving into tears.
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Vaughn watched the clock, phone in hand.
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Three weeks, one minute and two seconds after Vaughn had been taken off Sydney's case, Sydney's phone rang.
Sydney wondered who in their right-mind would call at midnight, before answering the phone.
"Hello?"
"Joey's Pizza?"
Sydney's wine glass fell to the floor. "Wrong number," she stated before running out the door in her tank top and flannel pajama pants.
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Jack Bristow watched the screen. Sure enough, Sydney's phone number appeared on the outgoing calls of Vaughn's home phone record. He smiled he hadn't made a mistake. Sydney and Vaughn were true love at it's finest. They had a love that would last forever.