CRASH!!!!!!

Sydney jolted awake and raced out of her room with a surge of adrenaline. She sighed with relief when she got to the kitchen and saw Francie sweeping up scrambled eggs off the floor while Will and Samantha looked on amusedly.
Francie looked up from the floor to glare at them, "Morning, Syd."
"Morning, hon," She replied.
"Oh great, you're awake!" Will said turning toward her, "Will you please tell Francie that she is lucky to have friends to come over for breakfast on weekends?" She looked at him with an eyebrow raised and just laughed.
"See I told you so!" Francie said, "We cook you guys breakfast, we practically plan your wedding, and in three days you guys get to march down the isle to live happily ever after mooching off of your friends."
"Sounds good to me," Samantha said in a teasing tone.
"Yep," Will agreed, pulling her down into his lap to plant a kiss on her. Francie rolled her eye, and Sydney, being in very unromantic mood, turned her head away toward the coffee maker.
"Oh yeah I've been meaning to ask, are you guys up for shopping with me and Amy today?"
"I would rather watch paint dry," Will said laughing, which earned him a slap on the arm from Sam.
Sydney plastered on a big fake smile and said, "Sure, I'm game."

In the fifteenth baby powder scented dress shop with periwinkle draperies they visited that day, she plopped down in one of the plush satin chairs wishing nothing more than to go home, or better yet go on a mission. Nothing like danger to get your mind off the crazy thoughts that came with making an ass of yourself by kissing your ex-handler. Such as how much she would love to trap him a dark corner of the CIA parking garage.........where no one could hear him scream.
"Hey, what you doing over here? I thought you'd be over with Sam, Amy, and Fran." Chase said coming over to take a seat in the chair next to her.
"Oh, nothing," she said, 'just doing some homicidal plotting.', "What are you doing here? I figured this would be the last thing you'd want to tag along on."
He frowned, "I actually wanted to ask you something,"
"Okay, what's up?" She asked.
"At the CIA, is there any way maybe get information without one of their agents knowing?" he asked hesitantly.
Sydney felt her spine stiffen, "You mean about your cousin, right?"
A look of surprise registered in his eyes, "Yeah, how did you know that?"
"Ummm........I heard about it at work," She said, "and I, I remembered overhearing your conversation at the rehearsal dinner." She felt really stupid for just blurting out that she knew Vaughn was his cousin, and even worse about her excuse. SD-6 had been taken down and she was still lying.
"Oh," Chase said, "Well you see they just suddenly told us that he was alive not where he'd been or anything, and Mike.........he won't tell anyone what happened."
"Really?" She asked, hiding her surprise. He told her but no one else? That didn't make any sense.
"No, and I know it's really hard on my aunt so I wondered if I could find out some more about it to help her," He said hopefully.
"Chase, I can't disclose information like that," She said.
"I know, Syd, I know! It's just........well, it would help me too," He said, the pain evident in his voice.
Great! Now she was torn between her own annoyance and wanting to help if she could. She sighed, "It was an accident on a mission."
"What kind of accident?" He asked.
"You know I can't tell you that," she said, "but I'm sure it was hard on him, I know it was hard on the other agent involved....."
"Hey!" Francie, Amy, and Samantha called as they came over to join them.
"Well I think we're done here, so why don't we go pick up Will and grab some drinks?" Sam suggested, everyone immediately agreed that it was a spectacular idea.
"Yeah that sounds good, I just have go to the bathroom first," Sydney said heading off toward the back of the store.
"Hey, is Sydney okay? She seems to be acting strange," Samantha said.
"She seemed fine to me," Chase said, "but then again I'm not the most perceptive person on earth."
"Well no arguments there!" Amy teased.
"I don't know Sam........," Francie answer thoughtfully then laughed, ".....she's probably nauseous from seeing you and Will all over each other all the time! Noticed she turned away after your little display over breakfast this morning!"
Francie and Chase laughed as Samantha glared at them, Amy however was puzzled.
"She did?" She asked, however Sydney returned just before Francie had a chance to answer.
"Okay, ready to go?" Sydney said cheerfully.
"Yeah," Everyone said. Amy let Chase take her hand and lead her out of the store, but meanwhile wheels were turning underneath her cherry Kool-Aid hair.

Three swift knocks on the door broke Vaughn's attention from the book he was engrossed in.
"Mrs. Vaughn can Mikey come out and play?" a voice called through the door.
"Come on in," Vaughn called, laughing to himself.
Eric Weiss opened the door grinning, his playful expression immediately fell into one of shock when he took in his surrounding. "Jesus Christ! This was your room as kid?" he laughed.
"No," Vaughn answered, but Eric was too far gone into teasing to listen.
"Real manly, Mike. Spend a lot of time with your grandma maybe?" Weiss said picking up an embroidered pillow off the foot of the bed.
Vaughn sighed and shook his head, "So did actually come here for a reason?"
"Yes, as a matter fact I did," Weiss said unceremoniously dumping the pillow onto the floor, "Come on, I'm taking you out for drinks."
"No thanks, Eric, I'm really not in the mood," he said turning back to the book.
"Come on man this is the first time you've been home in four years, you know we've got to out drinking." Weiss said as if it were a law, "Hey you blew me off last night, you at least owe me this one!"
"I did not blow you off, I told you I had other plans," Vaughn argued. He hadn't mentioned exactly what the other plans were, since he would have most likely received first teasing and then a lecture about her wedding if Weiss knew he was meeting Sydney.
"Oh yeah? Like what? Doing more needle point?" Weiss chuckled, "Michael listen off your damn lazy ass and come get drunk with me, now!"
Vaughn sighed, obviously Eric was not going to take no for an answer. "Alright, alright," He finally agreed.