Disclaimer- JJ owns the characters, I own the situations and predicaments!
Author's Note- I'm an Ohioan. I'm from Columbus originally. It's just a state I used, don't think I'm anti-Ohio. If I wanted to make Vaughn against a state, I would have made him anti-Michigan. REVIEW POR FAVOR! Oooh. and the next chapter is very interesting. An appearance by the goof troupe, incorporated out of some friends and I! Hehe! So cool!
Chapter Ten
Ohio
The car ride seemed to take forever. Sydney couldn't have been more anxious to get to the warehouse. She had watched Vaughn die, and yet it was his voice on the phone.
A car horn pulled her out of her reverie. She was halfway into the lane beside her. She edged the car into the other lane, so she wouldn't look like a drunk driver. How could Vaughn be alive? Had the person she saw at the coffee shop been Vaughn? Her hands were shaking and her vision was blurred. If Vaughn was alive she was going to tell him how she felt. Her mind was set.
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Vaughn sat in the warehouse thinking about what he was going to say. How would she react to him being alive, safe and sound, and most importantly, dry? Would she be happy or upset? Would he get kind words, hugs, and tears? Would he get to comfort her? Or would he get harsh words, punches, and anger? Would he be pushed away?
He looked at his watch. It took her thirty-eight minutes to get to the warehouse if traffic wasn't bad. He chuckled. Traffic bad at 12:10? He doubted it. He had another twenty-nine minutes to sit in solitude and think about her.
He had their future in his mind. The day SD-6 was gone he was going to take her home and make sweet love to her. He was going to propose to her while visiting France, his birthplace. The engagement ring was platinum with a three-carat princess cut diamond with a sapphire on each side.
After their wedding on the beach somewhere they were going to move to the suburbs of LA. Sydney would become a literature professor, and he would continue at the CIA. He wanted four girls, Jennifer, Raegan, Kara, and Lyndsey and two boys William and Daniel. He could teach his sons to play hockey and he could memorize the way each girl reminded him of their mother. He and Sydney would grow old together, never forgetting their love. And Devlin wondered what he did during CIA staff meetings.
He looked at his watch. 12:13. He sighed. He could recite his life plan in three minutes. He began to list the state capitals to himself.
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Sydney drove faster and faster. She was getting closer, only a few more miles. As she turned the corner she saw bright lights coming toward her. She tried to swerve, but to no avail. He body lurched forward and her mind went blank, as the impact of the other car was felt.
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Vaughn closed his eyes in deep concentration. He had gotten Des Moines, but he could not for the life of him remember the last capital.
His eyes flew open. Columbus! He had successfully remembered all of the capitals. he looked at his watch. 1:47. He was shocked. It had taken him an hour and thirty-four minutes to remember all the capitals. Stupid Columbus.
His heart stopped. Where was Syd? She was supposed to be here fifty-nine minutes ago. He whipped out his cell phone and called her. Upon getting her answering machine he called Jack.
"Bristow here."
"It's Vaughn, do you know where Sydney is?"
"The CIA hospital. What took you so long?"
"Ohio. Is she all right?"
"We don't know. There was an accident and she's not responding well. Get down here now!"
Author's Note- I'm an Ohioan. I'm from Columbus originally. It's just a state I used, don't think I'm anti-Ohio. If I wanted to make Vaughn against a state, I would have made him anti-Michigan. REVIEW POR FAVOR! Oooh. and the next chapter is very interesting. An appearance by the goof troupe, incorporated out of some friends and I! Hehe! So cool!
Chapter Ten
Ohio
The car ride seemed to take forever. Sydney couldn't have been more anxious to get to the warehouse. She had watched Vaughn die, and yet it was his voice on the phone.
A car horn pulled her out of her reverie. She was halfway into the lane beside her. She edged the car into the other lane, so she wouldn't look like a drunk driver. How could Vaughn be alive? Had the person she saw at the coffee shop been Vaughn? Her hands were shaking and her vision was blurred. If Vaughn was alive she was going to tell him how she felt. Her mind was set.
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Vaughn sat in the warehouse thinking about what he was going to say. How would she react to him being alive, safe and sound, and most importantly, dry? Would she be happy or upset? Would he get kind words, hugs, and tears? Would he get to comfort her? Or would he get harsh words, punches, and anger? Would he be pushed away?
He looked at his watch. It took her thirty-eight minutes to get to the warehouse if traffic wasn't bad. He chuckled. Traffic bad at 12:10? He doubted it. He had another twenty-nine minutes to sit in solitude and think about her.
He had their future in his mind. The day SD-6 was gone he was going to take her home and make sweet love to her. He was going to propose to her while visiting France, his birthplace. The engagement ring was platinum with a three-carat princess cut diamond with a sapphire on each side.
After their wedding on the beach somewhere they were going to move to the suburbs of LA. Sydney would become a literature professor, and he would continue at the CIA. He wanted four girls, Jennifer, Raegan, Kara, and Lyndsey and two boys William and Daniel. He could teach his sons to play hockey and he could memorize the way each girl reminded him of their mother. He and Sydney would grow old together, never forgetting their love. And Devlin wondered what he did during CIA staff meetings.
He looked at his watch. 12:13. He sighed. He could recite his life plan in three minutes. He began to list the state capitals to himself.
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Sydney drove faster and faster. She was getting closer, only a few more miles. As she turned the corner she saw bright lights coming toward her. She tried to swerve, but to no avail. He body lurched forward and her mind went blank, as the impact of the other car was felt.
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Vaughn closed his eyes in deep concentration. He had gotten Des Moines, but he could not for the life of him remember the last capital.
His eyes flew open. Columbus! He had successfully remembered all of the capitals. he looked at his watch. 1:47. He was shocked. It had taken him an hour and thirty-four minutes to remember all the capitals. Stupid Columbus.
His heart stopped. Where was Syd? She was supposed to be here fifty-nine minutes ago. He whipped out his cell phone and called her. Upon getting her answering machine he called Jack.
"Bristow here."
"It's Vaughn, do you know where Sydney is?"
"The CIA hospital. What took you so long?"
"Ohio. Is she all right?"
"We don't know. There was an accident and she's not responding well. Get down here now!"