Title: Never Been Aliased
Author: Dani
Feedback: Yes please please please!!!
E-mail: Pegasus1788@aol.com
Distribution: Feel free to use this anywhere. But please send a link so I know.
Summary: What is Josie wasn't the only one undercover at South Glen South? What if there is a completely different side of the story waiting to be told?
Rating: PG-13 because of curses, nothing worse than what was in Never Been Kissed or what is ever on Alias.
Disclaimer: Though I love Alias, it's not created by me. We have JJ Abrams, ABC, and Bad Robot to thank for this show. And Never Been Kissed is one of my fave movies, but it's not my creation either, sadly.
Classification: humor, mostly, some slight dramay angsty stuff, and of course some romance. ;-)
Never Been Aliased- Chapter One
Eric Weiss knocked on the slightly open door of his best friend's office with one hand, using the other to fling his yo-yo down into a "sleep" position.
"Come in," he heard Michael Vaughn's voice call from inside, his tone sounding distant and rough as it always did when he was worried. Weiss knew, before even entering, what it was he was worried about.
"Sydney's on a mission isn't she?" he asked knowingly as he walked into the room and shut the door behind him.
Vaughn looked up at his friend and wondered once again how he always knew. Was he really that obvious? "Yes, as a matter of fact she is. But I don't know why you're bringing it up."
Weiss performed a "rock the cradle" and answered. "Come on, man. I know that's why you're sitting in here during your lunch break, doodling the names of baseball players on your notebook and flipping that coin like it's an Olympic gymnast."
Vaughn absentmindedly gave the coin another flip, putting it down when he noticed Weiss smirking at him. "I am not doodling the names of baseball players in my notebook," he replied defensively.
Weiss grabbed the notebook and opened to the back. The name Gordie Howe was sketched in the corner. Below that was scribbled L.A. Kings and on the bottom, neatly scrawled was Sergey Federoff. Weiss eyed his friend and said in a sarcastic tone, "Oh, sorry. You're doodling the names of hockey players into your notebook. That's a hell of a lot better than baseball players. You're going crazy with worry, man. You have to stop thinking about her."
"I really think I would've if I could, Weiss," Vaughn snapped.
"Okay, okay. You don't have to get huffy about it. I'm just saying, for the one millionth time, that you are way too emotionally attached and I don't want it to lead you to trouble."
"Yeah, thanks for the advice but we've gone over this and you know that it's not something I can help. I didn't tell one of the most amazing wom…people I know to come waltzing into my life with that bright red hair. Jeez, you act like it's my fault."
Weiss suddenly lowered his voice and told himself to be careful about how he said his next words. "Man, you remember the last time you got too emotionally attached to someone? Remember what happened? You want that to happen to Sydney?"
Vaughn was taken aback by the sudden reference to his past. He closed his eyes and visions filled his mind. He was on a Ferris wheel, the bright lights reflected in his companion's eyes, the ground moving slowly closer to them the falling quickly away as the ride climbed higher…
*~FLASHBACK~*
"…Well, we've been together for a long time, and now she wants me to move to New York. And I should do it, you know…make the commitment and grow up…" he paused and thought over what he was saying to this girl, so young and innocent. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be talking about this stuff with you."
The girl sitting next to him flashed a small smile and laughed, her bright eyes glittering. "It's nice to have someone to talk to."
He caught his breath, wishing so deeply that he could tell her everything, the whole truth of who he was and why he was there. But he knew he couldn't. He just nodded slightly and muttered, almost inaudible, "Yeah. Same here."
*~END FLASHBACK~*
"Weiss, did you have to bring that up? As if I wasn't worried enough already?" Vaughn asked.
"Look, buddy, I'm just saying… be careful, okay? I really don't want this to end up a mess like that time did. I'm just looking out for my best friend."
"Thanks, Weiss. But Sydney is nothing like Josie. The situation is completely different."
Weiss nodded, unconvinced. "Okay, whatever. Well, I'm going to enjoy my break. You can come with if you want, or you can stay here with your coin, drowning in your sorrows. Your call."
Vaughn made it look like he was deep in thought. "Hmm… I think I'll choose choice two. Much less aggravating."
"Whatever, See ya," with a flick of his yo-yo, Weiss was out the door and Vaughn was left alone to his thoughts and memories.