Fairy Tale
Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, I wouldn't be writing this, now would I?
Summary: What if Sydney and Vaughn had known each other since they were little kids? Kinda AU; set after Danny is killed by SD-6.
Category: Romance/General
Rating: PG-13 (could be R in future chapters)
Distribution: Anywhere, just let me know first.
Author's note: This is my first fic ever, so please be kind. Positive reviews and constructive criticism are very welcome. Also, note that cursive means one of the characters is having a flashback. In this fic, Sydney and Vaughn are the same age, ok? Just to fit with the story. Oh, and one more thing, just imagine that Vaughn didn't take Sydney's statement when she went to the CIA headquarters for the first time. They never saw each other.
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Chapter 1: Almost twenty years
"Are you sure you want to do this?" My dad asked in a serious voice.
Did I want to do this? Of course I did. SD-6 had killed my fiancé. I wanted revenge. No, I needed revenge.
It had been four months since I had lost Danny. After finding out the truth about SD-6, my dad had wanted me to leave the country, so that I would be safe. I, however, had only one thing on my mind: revenge. That's why, after winning over Sloane's trust again, I decided to become a double agent working for the CIA.
Today was my first day as a double agent. My father had explained all the risks involving the life of a double agent, but I didn't listen. Like I said before, I was determined to bring down SD-6. At first, my dad had not been very keen on the idea, saying that my feeling towards Danny were clouding my judgment, but eventually he gave up and gave me his 'blessing' to become a double.
"Dad, we've been over this a hundred times already." I replied, looking at him confidently. "I'm doing this."
He just nodded, keeping a blank expression. He had become pretty good at that since my mother died when I was an eight year old kid. Any attempts to make him smile after that had been futile and soon I learned that my happy father had died that night too. I had lost both of my parents.
"Alright, Sydney. If this is what you want." He trailed off and switched into mission mode. "You will have a meeting with your handler at 1000 hours to become acquainted with him. You will share information about SD-6 with him and will discuss your next mission. He'll give you a counter-mission and the technical equipment you'll need to complete it successfully. Do you understand?"
"Yes, dad. Do you know who my handler is?" I asked, curious as to why he hadn't mentioned his name. It was very unlike him to leave out things like these.
"I do not know him. Devlin chose him yesterday and I didn't get a chance to talk to him about it." He explained.
"Oh." Was all I could say.
An uncomfortable silence filled the room. I wasn't used being around my dad, let alone sharing things with him. I barely knew him. I mean, yeah, sure, he was my father, but in that moment I realized how much of a stranger he really was.
"You should go, Sydney. It won't be a good if you're late."
"I'll see you later, dad."
That said, I got out of the car and walked towards mine. I read the note he had given me much earlier to check the address. I was supposed to meet my handler at a warehouse close by.
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"Mike, where are you going? We have a lot of paperwork to do." Agent Eric Weiss complained. "You can't just take off like that."
Agent Michael Vaughn smiled.
"I've been assigned as a handler."
"A female agent?" Weiss asked hopefully.
Vaughn just shrugged, "I have no idea. I'm supposed to meet Devlin right now." He checked his watch, "and I'm already late, very late. So if you'll excuse me."
Vaughn grabbed his coat and headed straight to Devlin's office. He didn't need to knock. The door was open and a flustered Devlin was standing next to it.
"You're late." He stated.
"Yes, sir, I am. It won't happen again." Vaughn promised.
Devlin eyed him carefully, "Make sure it doesn't. Here's the file on the new agent you'll be handling."
Vaughn took the file and opened it. What he saw took him completely by surprise. Sydney Bristow was staring back at him. Of course she looked much older than the last time he'd seen her. At first he didn't believe his eyes, but when they landed on the name, he knew he was right.
Devlin seemed to notice the agent's surprise.
"Do you know her?" He inquired.
Vaughn simply nodded, not taking his eyes off the picture, drawn to her beautiful brown eyes.
"How long has it been since you last saw agent Bristow?"
Vaughn looked up and met Devlin's gaze, "Almost twenty years, sir. Almost twenty years."
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TBC
Author's note: So tell me, did you like it? Did you hate it? I thought about having Vaughn and Sydney meet without neither of them knowing who the handler and the agent were, but then I thought 'that's a little unrealistic, at least the handler should know something about the agent he's going to handle'. Don't you agree? Anyway, I'll try to post the next part soon, which will feature the reunion. Please, review and let me know what you think. Oh, and remember, the beginning is always a little slow. It will get much better.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, I wouldn't be writing this, now would I?
Summary: What if Sydney and Vaughn had known each other since they were little kids? Kinda AU; set after Danny is killed by SD-6.
Category: Romance/General
Rating: PG-13 (could be R in future chapters)
Distribution: Anywhere, just let me know first.
Author's note: This is my first fic ever, so please be kind. Positive reviews and constructive criticism are very welcome. Also, note that cursive means one of the characters is having a flashback. In this fic, Sydney and Vaughn are the same age, ok? Just to fit with the story. Oh, and one more thing, just imagine that Vaughn didn't take Sydney's statement when she went to the CIA headquarters for the first time. They never saw each other.
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Chapter 1: Almost twenty years
"Are you sure you want to do this?" My dad asked in a serious voice.
Did I want to do this? Of course I did. SD-6 had killed my fiancé. I wanted revenge. No, I needed revenge.
It had been four months since I had lost Danny. After finding out the truth about SD-6, my dad had wanted me to leave the country, so that I would be safe. I, however, had only one thing on my mind: revenge. That's why, after winning over Sloane's trust again, I decided to become a double agent working for the CIA.
Today was my first day as a double agent. My father had explained all the risks involving the life of a double agent, but I didn't listen. Like I said before, I was determined to bring down SD-6. At first, my dad had not been very keen on the idea, saying that my feeling towards Danny were clouding my judgment, but eventually he gave up and gave me his 'blessing' to become a double.
"Dad, we've been over this a hundred times already." I replied, looking at him confidently. "I'm doing this."
He just nodded, keeping a blank expression. He had become pretty good at that since my mother died when I was an eight year old kid. Any attempts to make him smile after that had been futile and soon I learned that my happy father had died that night too. I had lost both of my parents.
"Alright, Sydney. If this is what you want." He trailed off and switched into mission mode. "You will have a meeting with your handler at 1000 hours to become acquainted with him. You will share information about SD-6 with him and will discuss your next mission. He'll give you a counter-mission and the technical equipment you'll need to complete it successfully. Do you understand?"
"Yes, dad. Do you know who my handler is?" I asked, curious as to why he hadn't mentioned his name. It was very unlike him to leave out things like these.
"I do not know him. Devlin chose him yesterday and I didn't get a chance to talk to him about it." He explained.
"Oh." Was all I could say.
An uncomfortable silence filled the room. I wasn't used being around my dad, let alone sharing things with him. I barely knew him. I mean, yeah, sure, he was my father, but in that moment I realized how much of a stranger he really was.
"You should go, Sydney. It won't be a good if you're late."
"I'll see you later, dad."
That said, I got out of the car and walked towards mine. I read the note he had given me much earlier to check the address. I was supposed to meet my handler at a warehouse close by.
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"Mike, where are you going? We have a lot of paperwork to do." Agent Eric Weiss complained. "You can't just take off like that."
Agent Michael Vaughn smiled.
"I've been assigned as a handler."
"A female agent?" Weiss asked hopefully.
Vaughn just shrugged, "I have no idea. I'm supposed to meet Devlin right now." He checked his watch, "and I'm already late, very late. So if you'll excuse me."
Vaughn grabbed his coat and headed straight to Devlin's office. He didn't need to knock. The door was open and a flustered Devlin was standing next to it.
"You're late." He stated.
"Yes, sir, I am. It won't happen again." Vaughn promised.
Devlin eyed him carefully, "Make sure it doesn't. Here's the file on the new agent you'll be handling."
Vaughn took the file and opened it. What he saw took him completely by surprise. Sydney Bristow was staring back at him. Of course she looked much older than the last time he'd seen her. At first he didn't believe his eyes, but when they landed on the name, he knew he was right.
Devlin seemed to notice the agent's surprise.
"Do you know her?" He inquired.
Vaughn simply nodded, not taking his eyes off the picture, drawn to her beautiful brown eyes.
"How long has it been since you last saw agent Bristow?"
Vaughn looked up and met Devlin's gaze, "Almost twenty years, sir. Almost twenty years."
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TBC
Author's note: So tell me, did you like it? Did you hate it? I thought about having Vaughn and Sydney meet without neither of them knowing who the handler and the agent were, but then I thought 'that's a little unrealistic, at least the handler should know something about the agent he's going to handle'. Don't you agree? Anyway, I'll try to post the next part soon, which will feature the reunion. Please, review and let me know what you think. Oh, and remember, the beginning is always a little slow. It will get much better.