A/N ~ All right everybody! This one's kinda short, but more to come. I've
got a lot of ideas, but they aren't even on paper yet, much less a computer
screen. So, keep the reviews coming and I may feel like writing more. ( (
Kate
Chapter 3 The Reunion
She gasped when she realized who was standing before her. Sydney felt the tears rush to her eyes, and she let them come. She brought her hands up and softly placed them on Vaughn's chest. She wanted to know he was real. She watched her hands move slowly from his chest to his shoulders. Her eyes moved from his shoulders to his eyes, taking in all of his features.
"Vaughn," she whispered. "You're real." A tear fell to her cheek.
"Yeah," he smiled. "I like to think I am," he laughed and softly wiped the tear away.
"I missed you," she smiled and held his hand to her neck. " I thought I'd never see you again."
Vaughn sat her down in a chair next to him and took her hands in his.
"I was so stupid. How could I let you come? I was so mad. I didn't do anything. I could've---" she broke down and began to cry uncontrollably. Vaughn took her into his arms and whispered into her ear,
"Sydney, you did everything you could. It doesn't matter now. You're okay, --- that's all that matters,"
Sydney pulled back and looked into Vaughn's eyes.
"I can't do this without you. If Devlin removes you as my handler, I'm out. I won't do it anymore," she said, very sure of herself.
"Sydney, you can't just quit like that. It doesn't work that way," he tried to be as calming as he could, but none the less, the words came out harsh.
"You are what keeps me going. I can't and I won't do it without you," Sydney finished.
Vaughn knew there was no arguing with her. What she wanted, she got. Case closed.
"Okay. I'll do what I can, but that's not much. I think Devlin's pretty much had all that he can take of me," he broke into a smile.
"Why do you say that?" she laughed.
"Well, I haven't exactly been following all the rules since you came around," He laughed and looked down at their intertwined hands.
Sydney smiled and it grew quiet.
"Tell me what happened," he said, sounding more like a question than a statement.
Sydney looked up at him questioningly, searching his eyes. All she could find was compassion and understanding.
"I--- it was nothing," she looked down at their hands.
"Sydney, I know your mother was there. What happened? You know you can tell me," he gave her hand a light squeeze.
"Yeah-----I know," she paused and lightly rubbed his hand. "It was everything I expected it to be. She was cold, heartless,---- like she didn't care," she couldn't bear to look in his eyes. She paused, " She knows about the meetings," she looked up at Vaughn
He looked at her, concern flooding his eyes. If she knew about the meetings, it was over. He doubted Irina would be very hesitant in giving the information to anyone who asked.
"She said she would give up the information if the opportunity presented itself. Vaughn," she looked up at him, " my own mother is blackmailing me," she said in disbelief, like she was still trying to get herself to believe it.
"Sydney, your father has something for you. He wanted you to see it as soon as you woke up. It's from your mother. We found it in the room that you were being held in. She said that it was strictly for your eyes and your eyes alone," Vaughn didn't want it to, but the conversation was moving to strictly business.
"I don't even want to think about any of that right now," she shook her head. "My father wants me to worry about work after all that's happened? I see my mother for the first time in close to thirty years and she makes me watch a tape of my best friend almost drown because of what I did. Then she tells me that everything that has happened to me was my fault. That horrible woman ruined my life once, and now she wants to do it again. I just don't want to deal with the whole 'saving the world one mission at a time' part of my life right now. I just want to sit here with you and continue to try to make myself believe that I am a normal, bland, uninteresting person," she finished, sounding as if she had convinced herself that what she said made sense.
"Why would you want the life of a normal, bland, uninteresting person?" Vaughn questioned. "Sydney, I am that person. Everything about my life is boring, besides the fact that once in a while I get to throw myself in the line of fire for a very not bland, exciting, caring woman who is everything but boring. The only interesting thing about my life is you," She looked into his eyes.
"How do you always know the right thing to say?" Sydney asked, quietly.
"I don't know. I guess it's my hidden talent. I mean, it must have been hidden pretty well because even I didn't know I had it. I was just telling the truth," Vaughn answered truthfully.
It grew silent and they both knew what was going to happen.
"Michael," she whispered. She felt him tense and he quickly looked up ate her. Sydney was still staring at their hands.
"Kiss me, please?" she asked, meekly. She slowly brought her eyes to his and they drew nearer. Slowly, their eyes dipped shut and their lips touched. At that moment, the world disappeared around them. Sydney felt as if with this simple action, she had opened up to him. Her soul was and open book for his eyes only. It was the most perfect moment of her life. She didn't care about SD-6, the CIA, her mother, school--- none of it.
They separated and looked at one another. They were speechless. Then, without warning, their lips came crashing back together and the kiss exploded in passion. Sydney's hands were grabbing at Vaughn's jacket when they heard someone clear their throat. They reluctantly pulled apart and saw a surprised Will.
A/N~ Okay guys, I know this one was short, but it felt like a good place to end for now. I have more coming. I might even post the next chapter tonight, but I don't know yet. It depends on what my mind comes up with. Remember, Reviews=Chapters!!! (
Chapter 3 The Reunion
She gasped when she realized who was standing before her. Sydney felt the tears rush to her eyes, and she let them come. She brought her hands up and softly placed them on Vaughn's chest. She wanted to know he was real. She watched her hands move slowly from his chest to his shoulders. Her eyes moved from his shoulders to his eyes, taking in all of his features.
"Vaughn," she whispered. "You're real." A tear fell to her cheek.
"Yeah," he smiled. "I like to think I am," he laughed and softly wiped the tear away.
"I missed you," she smiled and held his hand to her neck. " I thought I'd never see you again."
Vaughn sat her down in a chair next to him and took her hands in his.
"I was so stupid. How could I let you come? I was so mad. I didn't do anything. I could've---" she broke down and began to cry uncontrollably. Vaughn took her into his arms and whispered into her ear,
"Sydney, you did everything you could. It doesn't matter now. You're okay, --- that's all that matters,"
Sydney pulled back and looked into Vaughn's eyes.
"I can't do this without you. If Devlin removes you as my handler, I'm out. I won't do it anymore," she said, very sure of herself.
"Sydney, you can't just quit like that. It doesn't work that way," he tried to be as calming as he could, but none the less, the words came out harsh.
"You are what keeps me going. I can't and I won't do it without you," Sydney finished.
Vaughn knew there was no arguing with her. What she wanted, she got. Case closed.
"Okay. I'll do what I can, but that's not much. I think Devlin's pretty much had all that he can take of me," he broke into a smile.
"Why do you say that?" she laughed.
"Well, I haven't exactly been following all the rules since you came around," He laughed and looked down at their intertwined hands.
Sydney smiled and it grew quiet.
"Tell me what happened," he said, sounding more like a question than a statement.
Sydney looked up at him questioningly, searching his eyes. All she could find was compassion and understanding.
"I--- it was nothing," she looked down at their hands.
"Sydney, I know your mother was there. What happened? You know you can tell me," he gave her hand a light squeeze.
"Yeah-----I know," she paused and lightly rubbed his hand. "It was everything I expected it to be. She was cold, heartless,---- like she didn't care," she couldn't bear to look in his eyes. She paused, " She knows about the meetings," she looked up at Vaughn
He looked at her, concern flooding his eyes. If she knew about the meetings, it was over. He doubted Irina would be very hesitant in giving the information to anyone who asked.
"She said she would give up the information if the opportunity presented itself. Vaughn," she looked up at him, " my own mother is blackmailing me," she said in disbelief, like she was still trying to get herself to believe it.
"Sydney, your father has something for you. He wanted you to see it as soon as you woke up. It's from your mother. We found it in the room that you were being held in. She said that it was strictly for your eyes and your eyes alone," Vaughn didn't want it to, but the conversation was moving to strictly business.
"I don't even want to think about any of that right now," she shook her head. "My father wants me to worry about work after all that's happened? I see my mother for the first time in close to thirty years and she makes me watch a tape of my best friend almost drown because of what I did. Then she tells me that everything that has happened to me was my fault. That horrible woman ruined my life once, and now she wants to do it again. I just don't want to deal with the whole 'saving the world one mission at a time' part of my life right now. I just want to sit here with you and continue to try to make myself believe that I am a normal, bland, uninteresting person," she finished, sounding as if she had convinced herself that what she said made sense.
"Why would you want the life of a normal, bland, uninteresting person?" Vaughn questioned. "Sydney, I am that person. Everything about my life is boring, besides the fact that once in a while I get to throw myself in the line of fire for a very not bland, exciting, caring woman who is everything but boring. The only interesting thing about my life is you," She looked into his eyes.
"How do you always know the right thing to say?" Sydney asked, quietly.
"I don't know. I guess it's my hidden talent. I mean, it must have been hidden pretty well because even I didn't know I had it. I was just telling the truth," Vaughn answered truthfully.
It grew silent and they both knew what was going to happen.
"Michael," she whispered. She felt him tense and he quickly looked up ate her. Sydney was still staring at their hands.
"Kiss me, please?" she asked, meekly. She slowly brought her eyes to his and they drew nearer. Slowly, their eyes dipped shut and their lips touched. At that moment, the world disappeared around them. Sydney felt as if with this simple action, she had opened up to him. Her soul was and open book for his eyes only. It was the most perfect moment of her life. She didn't care about SD-6, the CIA, her mother, school--- none of it.
They separated and looked at one another. They were speechless. Then, without warning, their lips came crashing back together and the kiss exploded in passion. Sydney's hands were grabbing at Vaughn's jacket when they heard someone clear their throat. They reluctantly pulled apart and saw a surprised Will.
A/N~ Okay guys, I know this one was short, but it felt like a good place to end for now. I have more coming. I might even post the next chapter tonight, but I don't know yet. It depends on what my mind comes up with. Remember, Reviews=Chapters!!! (