A/N - CHAPTER 5!!! YEAH!!! Told you it would be here by Friday! Anyways,
this is the FINAL chapter for "Through it All", and I know it ends at a
place where it could have like a million more chapters to go, but because
the basis is going to change. I am having a sequel which I have already
started to write..actually I have almost a full three chapters written! SO.
The first chapter of the sequel will be up (it doesn't have a name yet but
you'll know that it's the sequel TRUST ME) this weekend. Sunday at the
latest..who knows I could get on a roll today and post it! Hehe! DON'T
FORGET TO REVIEW!!
I OWN NOTHING! ABOSLUTELY NOTHING! ALIAS- JJ Abrams owns that along with Bad Robot Productions.. An American in Paris is owned by whoever owns that and Gene Kelly yeah I don't own him (especially since he's dead). I just love that movie and Gene Kelly so that's why they are in here... BUT WITHOUT FURTHER ADU - HERE IS CHAPTER 5!!! DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!! - Secret Agent Girl
CHAPTER 5 - WHOLE
Hey sat in his car, outside her apartment, her breathing deep. He turned off the engine and looked at her. "We don't have to do this, you know."
"Yes. Yes we do. By 6:00 it will be all over the news. She deserves to be told by me. I want her to know the truth about who I am."
"You lied to her about your job, Syd, not about yourself."
She smiled at him and tucked a loose piece of hair behind her ear. "Come on."
They exited the car and she leaned against it and breathed deeply. He walked over to her and gripped her hand. She turned to him, smiled and leaned into kiss him, cupping his cheek in her free hand.
A pair of blue eyes peered out of the blinds from the living room window. A flash of jealousy appeared in his eyes but left quickly when he noticed that Sydney was smiling as she pulled away from the kiss she was engaged in. He realized that she was happy and that's all he really wanted. As the two outside broke apart, he turned from the window and moved to the couch. "I think Sydney's home." Will told Francie as he sat down next to her.
"Oh, good! I wanted to watch the movie I picked up with her." Francie smiled as the door opened.
"Hello?" Her voice was happy and Sydney entered her home, ready to tell them everything.
"Hey!" Francie called over her shoulder as she began to turn towards Sydney. She noticed that Sydney's arm was still outside the door, apparently attached to something. She was about to question it when a tall dirty blond man with striking green eyes entered.
"Hey, Francie, this is Michael. Michael, Francie, and you know Will."
"Hey." Vaughn stuck his free hand out at Francie to shake it.
"Hi, nice to meet you."
"Will." Vaughn nodded towards Will, who hadn't moved since standing up form the couch.
"Hey. Not to be rude or anything, but how is it OK for you to be here?"
"WILL!" Francie wouldn't believe that Will was being so incredibly rude. She knew he always had a crush on Sydney but he had never gone too far. The way Sydney and Michael were holding on to each other, form the moment they had entered the door, the two where obviously very much in love.
"No, Francie, it's ok. I understand what he means, though he could have put it differently." She glared at Will for a moment before motioning to the couch. "You guys should probably sit down." Francie and Will looked at her curiously and Sydney simply nodded.
Slipping her hand from Vaughn's grasp, Sydney removed her coat and hung it up, only to find Vaughn removing his outer coat and loosening his tie and undoing his top shirt button. She took his coat and hung it next to hers and then smiled at him as she regrasped his hand and walked to the couch. Francie and Will had both taken residence in the two chairs, leaving the couch, which was directly across from both chairs, free. Sydney and Vaughn sat down and Sydney took in a deep breath. Vaughn squeezed her hand for encouragement and Sydney slowly began. "I don't work for a bank, I never have. I worked for a company called SD-6." She began to tell them everything. Francie sat in shock as will sat quietly, having already known most of the story. When Sydney came to the part about Danny, tears welled in her eyes and Vaughn slipped into the bathroom, quickly, to supply Sydney with tissues. She quietly thanked him before continuing on.
She was just about to get to the final parts about everything when Will butted in. "You keep using past tense."
"Yeah, I'm just about to get to that." She told them all about the day's events and when she had finished she had never felt so relieved in her life.
Francie waited a moment, glancing at her best friend and the man sitting next to her before she spoke. "So Michael's 'Joey's Pizza'?"
Vaughn couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah. Sorry about that." He smiled at her and when she smiled back, he knew all was forgotten.
"How long have the two of you been together?" Francie couldn't help but ask.
"Uh." Sydney looked at Vaughn. She had worked hard to avoid the romantic details about her and Vaughn during her story, trying to distance their relationship from everything that was wrong with her life. "About a year?"
Vaughn nodded with agreement. "Yeah, that sounds about right."
"Wow. You've had this big secret for so long." Sydney felt the on rush of anger about to come when Francie spoke and she readied herself for the worse. "And then added, you have this gorgeous guy you can't show off?" As Vaughn blushed, Sydney sighed with relief as the anger never came, instead Francie smiled.
"Yeah. But now it's over! I'm leaving it all behind. No more. The only thing form that entire life that is going to stay part of my new life is Michael. Well him and my father." She smiled at her friends and leaned back in the couch, leaning slightly against Vaughn. "Why so quiet Will?"
"Eh, just thinking. I'm amazed that the scum bag is finally in jail." He though for a moment before breaking into a smile. "Oh, yeah, it's a GOOD day." He smiled and then a thought hit him. "HEY! Does that mean that I get to have my criminal record wiped clean?"
Sydney smiled at Will's eagerness. "Uh.Michael?"
He smiled at her before turning to Will. "I figured you would want that so I talked to Devlin, my boss. As of 6:30 this evening, which is after all the major new stations have basically exposed SD-6, you will have no criminal record. Instead it will state that you worked with the CIA in a deep undercover operation."
"SERIOUSLY?" Vaughn nodded. "MAN! After that whole research deal you gave me when I needed it most and everything, I am going to be in debt to you for life!" Will couldn't seem stop smiling.
"Nah, really. I'm just glad everything turned out well." He stopped for a moment and looked at Sydney. He looked into her eyes and she knew what he was silently saying. They could be together now, finally.
"OH! Syd, I have the best idea! Are you planning on doing something this afternoon?" Francie looked at her with excitement.
"This afternoon? Unless Michael is planning something.."She looked at him and he shook his head no. "Then, no! I am in for a long, relaxing day of sitting at home with the most important people in my life." She smiled at her friends.
"Oh, good! I picked up SUCH a great movie! I wanted to wait for you to watch it and I think you deserve the time to just sit and watch one of the greatest movies ever!" She suddenly jumped up and ran to the kitchen counter and returned gripping a video in her hands.
"What did you get?" Sydney questioned as Francie returned. Francie threw the video at Sydney and Sydney's eyes lit up when she saw the film's title. "AH!! 'An American in Paris'?! I love Gene Kelly! Oh my God, Francie, this is like one of my favorite movies ever!" Sydney was giddy with happiness. Everything around her seemed to be coming together in a way she never thought possible.
Sydney handed the movie back to Francie, who took it and walked to the VCR. "So, Michael, are you going to join us? Or is this too boring of an afternoon of a CIA man?" Francie joked.
"Please, call me Mike, and no. This is perfect. I'd love to stay. I just need to check in with my boss, make sure everything is OK." He stood and took out his phone.
"Hmm, Michael, tell Devlin to have my father come see me tomorrow or at least call. I have to talk to him." Sydney said as Vaughn rose.
"'K."
"Oh, and Michael?" He smiled at her as if to say 'yes dear?'. "Take off your gun holster and relax." She smiled sweetly at him as he chuckled and walked away.
Later that day, around 5 o'clock, when the movie had finished, Sydney's cell phone rang, startling them all. When she answered it, she realized it was her father. He told her all about Sloane's automatic jail sentence of at least life, if not consecutive life terms. He also reminded her that she had a full day of meetings tomorrow. As she was about to hang up with him, her father told her to have a good night and reminded her for the first time in years, that he loved her and was proud of her. She smiled as she hung up and walked back into the living room.
"Jack?" Vaughn asked as she entered the room.
"Yeah, reminding me of the meetings tomorrow. I have to talk to most of SD-6 about everything."
"Right." Vaughn nodded knowingly. "I'll be there with you though." He offered to her slightly apprehensive face. "Hey, do you think I could talk to you for a moment?" He asked as she nodded and walked towards her room, Vaughn following her.
"What's up?"
"Today has been fun. Well, you know the movie part." He chuckled softly. " I was wondering, though, if you'd be willing to come with me somewhere tonight?"
"Yeah, no problem. Where are you going?"
"No where really."He paused.
"Michael.."
"I want to take you to meet my mother."
"Really?"
"Yeah. But we'd have to leave like soon ."
She smiled at him now and nodded. "Ok. Give me 15 minutes?" She asked and he nodded. "Great! Ok, you go and watch TV. And could you send Francie in here?"
He leaned over and kissed her deeply. "OK." He turned to leave when he suddenly turned back and grabbed Sydney, kissing her deeply for a moment. "I love you."
"I love you." She smiled. "But unless you want our mother to meet a VERY messy me. You need to leave and go get Francie."
"Yes, dear." He joked as he left the room.
A minute later, Francie entered the room with a worried look on her face. "Are you OK, sweetie? Mike said you needed me?"
"Yeah, I need your help. Mike is taking me to meet his mother and I need to look really nice."
"OH! That's great Syd! Let's see." Francie walked over to Sydney's closet and began to piece together the perfect outfit.
Out in the living room, Will and Vaughn sat watching TV, in silence. "So you finally realized it, huh?" Will asked Vaughn suddenly.
"Realized what?"
"That she loved you."
"Yeah, well I think we both realized each other's feelings at the same time when I kissed her." Vaughn smiled.
"Sydney doesn't need anyone to protect her, we both know that." Will grew serious as he turned to look at Vaughn. "But you hurt her, and I swear, you'll wish Sloane had found out about you first."
"I know."
"You're the luckiest man, you know?" Will looked at Vaughn with envy as Sydney entered the room wearing a simple black skirt and a soft tan shirt, her hair curling around her shoulders.
"I know." Vaughn relied as he stared at Sydney. "Trust me when I say, I know."
They sat in his car as he drove down the street, quietly. He turned into a dark road and she looked at him questioningly. "There's something I need to do first." He told her answering her silent question.
"OK." She spoke quietly.
They ended up at a cemetery and he parked and turned off the engine. "Come on." He told her as they exited the car, his hand placed in his pants pocket for the millionth time that day, clutching a square object.
They left his car and slowly walked through the cemetery, Vaughn slightly ahead of Sydney. They walked for close to five minutes before Vaughn stopped beside a grave. Sydney drew up next to Vaughn, holding herself against the cold wind that was softly blowing, wising that she had brought a coat. "Sydney Bristow, meet William Vaughn, my dad." Sydney peered down at the grave and saw Vaughn's father's name etched in the stone.
"Michael?"
"I wanted to do this here because I always imagined doing it in front of my father. He and I were so close, I couldn't imagine doing this anywhere else." Sydney stood in silence, contemplating what he could possibly mean. "Sydney, my life changed so greatly when you walked into the office, crazy red hair and all." Sydney chuckled at the memory. "You were so strong. You knew what you wanted and went for it. I had never met anyone like you. I knew that I loved you that night on the pier when you were crying, I saw the real you, the vulnerable Sydney. The night you came to me in the hospital, when they thought we were both sick, you were so scared. My love for you just grew and that first time you called me Michael, I knew that once SD-6 was gone, I wanted to do this. At this moment he reached into his pants pocket and gripped the black velvet box as if it gave him confidence.
He had tears in his eyes as he looked at her, tears streaming down her cheeks, shivering from the cold but not saying a word. "Here." He removed his suit jacket and placed it around her shoulders. " I know girls love it, but I'm not big on the whole, down on one knee thing," he laughed as he removed the box from his pocket. She laughed through her tears as he smiled at her. He opened the box to reveal a beautiful diamond solitaire encased by two beautiful blue sapphires. "I love you, Sydney Bristow, and nothing would make me happier than for you to become my wife."
She began to cry harder as she smiled out him and let out a small laugh. "I can't imagine living any other way." She smiled at him.
"So, was that a yes or a no?"
"Of course it's a yes!" She hit him lightly on the arm. He picked up the ring from its place in the box and raising her left hand, lid in gently on her ring finger. He held her hand, starring at the ring before looking into her eyes and pulling her into a soft and gentle kiss. When they pulled apart, he brushed his thumb across her cheeks, wiping away all the tears.
"Your mother's going to think I'm a wet rat." She joked as she brought her right hand up to her eyes trying to clear away any running makeup, Vaughn still clutching her left hand.
"My mother's going to love you. Come on." He slipped his right arm around her shoulders, his left hand never letting her left hand go, while his thumb ran over the delicate ring.
They walked to the car in silence and ventured off to his mother's in a quiet peacefulness, Sydney gazing between her ring and Vaughn the entire ride.
They pulled up in front of a small house, half an hour later and Vaughn turned off the engine and turned to Sydney. "You ready?"
"That depends. Do I look like a wet rat?" She asked him in a small voice.
"No." He smiled. "You look beautiful." He leaned over and kissed her lightly before exiting the car and going to open the door for her.
He gripped her hand and they walked to the door, Sydney still wearing Vaughn's suit jacket. He rang the bell and a short, French looking woman appeared before them. "Mom," Vaughn smiled at his mother. "Mom, I would like you to meet Sydney Bristow." He paused for a moment. "My fiancée."
Sydney smiled as the older woman began to cry and the three of them stepped into the small, quaint home. Sydney couldn't stop smiling. For the first time in 10 years, she felt whole.
A/N - There it is! My story is complete! Do you people want a sequel? I have it started but I need to know if you want one! Let me know and I will type it up! Yeah! So did you like it? How did I do for my first Fan Fic? REVIEW please! - Secret Agent Girl
I OWN NOTHING! ABOSLUTELY NOTHING! ALIAS- JJ Abrams owns that along with Bad Robot Productions.. An American in Paris is owned by whoever owns that and Gene Kelly yeah I don't own him (especially since he's dead). I just love that movie and Gene Kelly so that's why they are in here... BUT WITHOUT FURTHER ADU - HERE IS CHAPTER 5!!! DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!! - Secret Agent Girl
CHAPTER 5 - WHOLE
Hey sat in his car, outside her apartment, her breathing deep. He turned off the engine and looked at her. "We don't have to do this, you know."
"Yes. Yes we do. By 6:00 it will be all over the news. She deserves to be told by me. I want her to know the truth about who I am."
"You lied to her about your job, Syd, not about yourself."
She smiled at him and tucked a loose piece of hair behind her ear. "Come on."
They exited the car and she leaned against it and breathed deeply. He walked over to her and gripped her hand. She turned to him, smiled and leaned into kiss him, cupping his cheek in her free hand.
A pair of blue eyes peered out of the blinds from the living room window. A flash of jealousy appeared in his eyes but left quickly when he noticed that Sydney was smiling as she pulled away from the kiss she was engaged in. He realized that she was happy and that's all he really wanted. As the two outside broke apart, he turned from the window and moved to the couch. "I think Sydney's home." Will told Francie as he sat down next to her.
"Oh, good! I wanted to watch the movie I picked up with her." Francie smiled as the door opened.
"Hello?" Her voice was happy and Sydney entered her home, ready to tell them everything.
"Hey!" Francie called over her shoulder as she began to turn towards Sydney. She noticed that Sydney's arm was still outside the door, apparently attached to something. She was about to question it when a tall dirty blond man with striking green eyes entered.
"Hey, Francie, this is Michael. Michael, Francie, and you know Will."
"Hey." Vaughn stuck his free hand out at Francie to shake it.
"Hi, nice to meet you."
"Will." Vaughn nodded towards Will, who hadn't moved since standing up form the couch.
"Hey. Not to be rude or anything, but how is it OK for you to be here?"
"WILL!" Francie wouldn't believe that Will was being so incredibly rude. She knew he always had a crush on Sydney but he had never gone too far. The way Sydney and Michael were holding on to each other, form the moment they had entered the door, the two where obviously very much in love.
"No, Francie, it's ok. I understand what he means, though he could have put it differently." She glared at Will for a moment before motioning to the couch. "You guys should probably sit down." Francie and Will looked at her curiously and Sydney simply nodded.
Slipping her hand from Vaughn's grasp, Sydney removed her coat and hung it up, only to find Vaughn removing his outer coat and loosening his tie and undoing his top shirt button. She took his coat and hung it next to hers and then smiled at him as she regrasped his hand and walked to the couch. Francie and Will had both taken residence in the two chairs, leaving the couch, which was directly across from both chairs, free. Sydney and Vaughn sat down and Sydney took in a deep breath. Vaughn squeezed her hand for encouragement and Sydney slowly began. "I don't work for a bank, I never have. I worked for a company called SD-6." She began to tell them everything. Francie sat in shock as will sat quietly, having already known most of the story. When Sydney came to the part about Danny, tears welled in her eyes and Vaughn slipped into the bathroom, quickly, to supply Sydney with tissues. She quietly thanked him before continuing on.
She was just about to get to the final parts about everything when Will butted in. "You keep using past tense."
"Yeah, I'm just about to get to that." She told them all about the day's events and when she had finished she had never felt so relieved in her life.
Francie waited a moment, glancing at her best friend and the man sitting next to her before she spoke. "So Michael's 'Joey's Pizza'?"
Vaughn couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah. Sorry about that." He smiled at her and when she smiled back, he knew all was forgotten.
"How long have the two of you been together?" Francie couldn't help but ask.
"Uh." Sydney looked at Vaughn. She had worked hard to avoid the romantic details about her and Vaughn during her story, trying to distance their relationship from everything that was wrong with her life. "About a year?"
Vaughn nodded with agreement. "Yeah, that sounds about right."
"Wow. You've had this big secret for so long." Sydney felt the on rush of anger about to come when Francie spoke and she readied herself for the worse. "And then added, you have this gorgeous guy you can't show off?" As Vaughn blushed, Sydney sighed with relief as the anger never came, instead Francie smiled.
"Yeah. But now it's over! I'm leaving it all behind. No more. The only thing form that entire life that is going to stay part of my new life is Michael. Well him and my father." She smiled at her friends and leaned back in the couch, leaning slightly against Vaughn. "Why so quiet Will?"
"Eh, just thinking. I'm amazed that the scum bag is finally in jail." He though for a moment before breaking into a smile. "Oh, yeah, it's a GOOD day." He smiled and then a thought hit him. "HEY! Does that mean that I get to have my criminal record wiped clean?"
Sydney smiled at Will's eagerness. "Uh.Michael?"
He smiled at her before turning to Will. "I figured you would want that so I talked to Devlin, my boss. As of 6:30 this evening, which is after all the major new stations have basically exposed SD-6, you will have no criminal record. Instead it will state that you worked with the CIA in a deep undercover operation."
"SERIOUSLY?" Vaughn nodded. "MAN! After that whole research deal you gave me when I needed it most and everything, I am going to be in debt to you for life!" Will couldn't seem stop smiling.
"Nah, really. I'm just glad everything turned out well." He stopped for a moment and looked at Sydney. He looked into her eyes and she knew what he was silently saying. They could be together now, finally.
"OH! Syd, I have the best idea! Are you planning on doing something this afternoon?" Francie looked at her with excitement.
"This afternoon? Unless Michael is planning something.."She looked at him and he shook his head no. "Then, no! I am in for a long, relaxing day of sitting at home with the most important people in my life." She smiled at her friends.
"Oh, good! I picked up SUCH a great movie! I wanted to wait for you to watch it and I think you deserve the time to just sit and watch one of the greatest movies ever!" She suddenly jumped up and ran to the kitchen counter and returned gripping a video in her hands.
"What did you get?" Sydney questioned as Francie returned. Francie threw the video at Sydney and Sydney's eyes lit up when she saw the film's title. "AH!! 'An American in Paris'?! I love Gene Kelly! Oh my God, Francie, this is like one of my favorite movies ever!" Sydney was giddy with happiness. Everything around her seemed to be coming together in a way she never thought possible.
Sydney handed the movie back to Francie, who took it and walked to the VCR. "So, Michael, are you going to join us? Or is this too boring of an afternoon of a CIA man?" Francie joked.
"Please, call me Mike, and no. This is perfect. I'd love to stay. I just need to check in with my boss, make sure everything is OK." He stood and took out his phone.
"Hmm, Michael, tell Devlin to have my father come see me tomorrow or at least call. I have to talk to him." Sydney said as Vaughn rose.
"'K."
"Oh, and Michael?" He smiled at her as if to say 'yes dear?'. "Take off your gun holster and relax." She smiled sweetly at him as he chuckled and walked away.
Later that day, around 5 o'clock, when the movie had finished, Sydney's cell phone rang, startling them all. When she answered it, she realized it was her father. He told her all about Sloane's automatic jail sentence of at least life, if not consecutive life terms. He also reminded her that she had a full day of meetings tomorrow. As she was about to hang up with him, her father told her to have a good night and reminded her for the first time in years, that he loved her and was proud of her. She smiled as she hung up and walked back into the living room.
"Jack?" Vaughn asked as she entered the room.
"Yeah, reminding me of the meetings tomorrow. I have to talk to most of SD-6 about everything."
"Right." Vaughn nodded knowingly. "I'll be there with you though." He offered to her slightly apprehensive face. "Hey, do you think I could talk to you for a moment?" He asked as she nodded and walked towards her room, Vaughn following her.
"What's up?"
"Today has been fun. Well, you know the movie part." He chuckled softly. " I was wondering, though, if you'd be willing to come with me somewhere tonight?"
"Yeah, no problem. Where are you going?"
"No where really."He paused.
"Michael.."
"I want to take you to meet my mother."
"Really?"
"Yeah. But we'd have to leave like soon ."
She smiled at him now and nodded. "Ok. Give me 15 minutes?" She asked and he nodded. "Great! Ok, you go and watch TV. And could you send Francie in here?"
He leaned over and kissed her deeply. "OK." He turned to leave when he suddenly turned back and grabbed Sydney, kissing her deeply for a moment. "I love you."
"I love you." She smiled. "But unless you want our mother to meet a VERY messy me. You need to leave and go get Francie."
"Yes, dear." He joked as he left the room.
A minute later, Francie entered the room with a worried look on her face. "Are you OK, sweetie? Mike said you needed me?"
"Yeah, I need your help. Mike is taking me to meet his mother and I need to look really nice."
"OH! That's great Syd! Let's see." Francie walked over to Sydney's closet and began to piece together the perfect outfit.
Out in the living room, Will and Vaughn sat watching TV, in silence. "So you finally realized it, huh?" Will asked Vaughn suddenly.
"Realized what?"
"That she loved you."
"Yeah, well I think we both realized each other's feelings at the same time when I kissed her." Vaughn smiled.
"Sydney doesn't need anyone to protect her, we both know that." Will grew serious as he turned to look at Vaughn. "But you hurt her, and I swear, you'll wish Sloane had found out about you first."
"I know."
"You're the luckiest man, you know?" Will looked at Vaughn with envy as Sydney entered the room wearing a simple black skirt and a soft tan shirt, her hair curling around her shoulders.
"I know." Vaughn relied as he stared at Sydney. "Trust me when I say, I know."
They sat in his car as he drove down the street, quietly. He turned into a dark road and she looked at him questioningly. "There's something I need to do first." He told her answering her silent question.
"OK." She spoke quietly.
They ended up at a cemetery and he parked and turned off the engine. "Come on." He told her as they exited the car, his hand placed in his pants pocket for the millionth time that day, clutching a square object.
They left his car and slowly walked through the cemetery, Vaughn slightly ahead of Sydney. They walked for close to five minutes before Vaughn stopped beside a grave. Sydney drew up next to Vaughn, holding herself against the cold wind that was softly blowing, wising that she had brought a coat. "Sydney Bristow, meet William Vaughn, my dad." Sydney peered down at the grave and saw Vaughn's father's name etched in the stone.
"Michael?"
"I wanted to do this here because I always imagined doing it in front of my father. He and I were so close, I couldn't imagine doing this anywhere else." Sydney stood in silence, contemplating what he could possibly mean. "Sydney, my life changed so greatly when you walked into the office, crazy red hair and all." Sydney chuckled at the memory. "You were so strong. You knew what you wanted and went for it. I had never met anyone like you. I knew that I loved you that night on the pier when you were crying, I saw the real you, the vulnerable Sydney. The night you came to me in the hospital, when they thought we were both sick, you were so scared. My love for you just grew and that first time you called me Michael, I knew that once SD-6 was gone, I wanted to do this. At this moment he reached into his pants pocket and gripped the black velvet box as if it gave him confidence.
He had tears in his eyes as he looked at her, tears streaming down her cheeks, shivering from the cold but not saying a word. "Here." He removed his suit jacket and placed it around her shoulders. " I know girls love it, but I'm not big on the whole, down on one knee thing," he laughed as he removed the box from his pocket. She laughed through her tears as he smiled at her. He opened the box to reveal a beautiful diamond solitaire encased by two beautiful blue sapphires. "I love you, Sydney Bristow, and nothing would make me happier than for you to become my wife."
She began to cry harder as she smiled out him and let out a small laugh. "I can't imagine living any other way." She smiled at him.
"So, was that a yes or a no?"
"Of course it's a yes!" She hit him lightly on the arm. He picked up the ring from its place in the box and raising her left hand, lid in gently on her ring finger. He held her hand, starring at the ring before looking into her eyes and pulling her into a soft and gentle kiss. When they pulled apart, he brushed his thumb across her cheeks, wiping away all the tears.
"Your mother's going to think I'm a wet rat." She joked as she brought her right hand up to her eyes trying to clear away any running makeup, Vaughn still clutching her left hand.
"My mother's going to love you. Come on." He slipped his right arm around her shoulders, his left hand never letting her left hand go, while his thumb ran over the delicate ring.
They walked to the car in silence and ventured off to his mother's in a quiet peacefulness, Sydney gazing between her ring and Vaughn the entire ride.
They pulled up in front of a small house, half an hour later and Vaughn turned off the engine and turned to Sydney. "You ready?"
"That depends. Do I look like a wet rat?" She asked him in a small voice.
"No." He smiled. "You look beautiful." He leaned over and kissed her lightly before exiting the car and going to open the door for her.
He gripped her hand and they walked to the door, Sydney still wearing Vaughn's suit jacket. He rang the bell and a short, French looking woman appeared before them. "Mom," Vaughn smiled at his mother. "Mom, I would like you to meet Sydney Bristow." He paused for a moment. "My fiancée."
Sydney smiled as the older woman began to cry and the three of them stepped into the small, quaint home. Sydney couldn't stop smiling. For the first time in 10 years, she felt whole.
A/N - There it is! My story is complete! Do you people want a sequel? I have it started but I need to know if you want one! Let me know and I will type it up! Yeah! So did you like it? How did I do for my first Fan Fic? REVIEW please! - Secret Agent Girl