A/N: Ahh, the last chapter. I'm finally done. Lol. This one's been in the
works since May of 2002. It has a lot of good memories with it though.
sigh.
Lost In Time~ Chapter Eleven
Silence again.
Utterly silent.
Then, "I'll do it."
I responded first. "Anya, think about this. What you're agreeing to do. Being a double isn't all 'cool costumes, gadgets, and bringing down the bad guy.' You have to think about what you're getting yourself into."
Anya shook her head. "Whatever this 'SD-6' thing is, they killed my father. They took me away from my family. They separated me from my brother. I want them to burn in Hell."
Vaughn looked hard at her. "Anya, listen to Sydney first before you decide anything."
Anya simply nodded.
I began. "When I was a freshman at U.C.L.A., I was offered a job from a man claiming to work for the CIA. I was nineteen at the time and nothing like I am now. I was shy and anti social and desperate for any form of acceptance. What could be cooler than joining the CIA? So I accepted."
I watched her expressions flicker from fear, to rage, to pity as I told me story. But something told be she wouldn't back down.
As I finished explaining how I finally became a field agent in SD-6, she softly asked, "So how is my brother involved?"
"Your brother comes in seven years and about five hundred missions later." and I continued my tale of Danny and my father, learning the truth and becoming a double agent. ".Your brother, Michael Vaughn, is my handler. He gives me my missions against SD-6," I finished.
"So he's kind of like your boss?" Anya figured.
I shrugged. "In a sense. But believe me, I don't always follow his orders as quickly as he would like me to."
Vaughn smiled at that.
"But," I went on, "If not for him I'd undoubtedly be dead by now... he's a pretty amazing guy.... " I realized what I'd said and blushed, covering with, "I mean, like we're trying to tell you, this isn't fun. There are way too many brushes with death involved."
Anya sighed and folded her arms across her chest. "I still want to do it."
"There's no changing your mind, is there?" Vaughn realized.
"Nope."
"Ok. I'm giving you a little while to think about it anyway. I won't call Devlin just yet."
"Alright," Anya agreed. "But my mind's made up."
"You know, she kind of reminds me of someone." Vaughn said to me.
I laughed and nodded. We were all trying to make light of the situation.
"And another thing, I can't work with you if you're going to be like this. You guys are so obvious, it's sickening. There is only one way I'll refuse to work with you. And don't get your hopes up because I'll still do it, I'll just find other co workers."
I was extremely confused, and from the looks of it, so was Vaughn. "What way would that be?" I asked.
"If you two keep running circles around each other like this. A blind person could see that you love each other. Or at least really, really like each other. It seems that you are the only ones who don't see it."
Anya then turned to Vaughn. "According to that file, I'm fifteen minutes younger than you. So I'm going to be the annoying little sister who pesters you about your girlfriends. I don't care what rules you have, what restrictions are against it. Just stop being stupid and. kiss her or something," she finished, flushed.
Vaughn and I just sat there, silent and staring. I tried to hide the fact that I was blushing furiously.
I figured we'd just shrug it off and forget about it, but that's when I saw Vaughn leaning towards me.
He pressed his lips against mine, and as quickly as it had begun it ended. But I couldn't help wondering what would've happen had Anya not been there. Would the kiss have continued?
Well, technically, it wouldn't have started if she wasn't there.
Still. Whoa. We didn't have to say anything, but in that moment we both knew.
"Thank you. God, I swear. If you guys had held off any longer I was going to shoot someone," Anya breathed.
Vaughn and I grinned over at her, then our gazes locked back on each other.
"You've got a great sister," I said softly.
"She's pretty smart."
"See? There you go again," Anya sighed. "I can tell you want an encore."
Vaughn gave her an exasperated stare. "You know, until now you seemed so shy and quiet."
Anya shrugged. "You're not the only ones who are allowed to alter personalities sometimes. And besides, I am quiet and shy when it comes to strangers. But I realized you're not so." she finished with a grin. "So how about that encore?"
"She's right." I whispered as we leaned forward again.
Vaughn nodded slowly.
This time it was everything a kiss should be and more. We broke apart reluctantly and Vaughn smiled, glancing at Anya. "God, I'm glad I found her."
*~*FIN*~*
A/N: Well, that's all. Did you like it? Please review! Oh, and there's already a sequel in progress in case you were wondering. It'll be much darker and more angsty than this one. It's gonna go into Anya's new occupation, her missions and stuff, her relationship with her brother, herself, of course Will. and um. someone else who I feel I can't say at this point. Lol. You'll have to join me for the sequel to find out more! Hope to see you there. :-D Luv ya and thanx for being such great readers of this story.
Oh, and some special thanks have got to go out to some people. Yana, for letting me base Anya on her and putting up with all my crazy ideas for her character. Shannon for helping me with this so much when I first started it, since way back then I knew next to nothing about Alias. Lol. Oh, and one more- Lurker. Thanks for sticking with this fic and complimenting it even when I felt like everyone hated it. You helped me to finish and to even write a sequel. :-D
Lost In Time~ Chapter Eleven
Silence again.
Utterly silent.
Then, "I'll do it."
I responded first. "Anya, think about this. What you're agreeing to do. Being a double isn't all 'cool costumes, gadgets, and bringing down the bad guy.' You have to think about what you're getting yourself into."
Anya shook her head. "Whatever this 'SD-6' thing is, they killed my father. They took me away from my family. They separated me from my brother. I want them to burn in Hell."
Vaughn looked hard at her. "Anya, listen to Sydney first before you decide anything."
Anya simply nodded.
I began. "When I was a freshman at U.C.L.A., I was offered a job from a man claiming to work for the CIA. I was nineteen at the time and nothing like I am now. I was shy and anti social and desperate for any form of acceptance. What could be cooler than joining the CIA? So I accepted."
I watched her expressions flicker from fear, to rage, to pity as I told me story. But something told be she wouldn't back down.
As I finished explaining how I finally became a field agent in SD-6, she softly asked, "So how is my brother involved?"
"Your brother comes in seven years and about five hundred missions later." and I continued my tale of Danny and my father, learning the truth and becoming a double agent. ".Your brother, Michael Vaughn, is my handler. He gives me my missions against SD-6," I finished.
"So he's kind of like your boss?" Anya figured.
I shrugged. "In a sense. But believe me, I don't always follow his orders as quickly as he would like me to."
Vaughn smiled at that.
"But," I went on, "If not for him I'd undoubtedly be dead by now... he's a pretty amazing guy.... " I realized what I'd said and blushed, covering with, "I mean, like we're trying to tell you, this isn't fun. There are way too many brushes with death involved."
Anya sighed and folded her arms across her chest. "I still want to do it."
"There's no changing your mind, is there?" Vaughn realized.
"Nope."
"Ok. I'm giving you a little while to think about it anyway. I won't call Devlin just yet."
"Alright," Anya agreed. "But my mind's made up."
"You know, she kind of reminds me of someone." Vaughn said to me.
I laughed and nodded. We were all trying to make light of the situation.
"And another thing, I can't work with you if you're going to be like this. You guys are so obvious, it's sickening. There is only one way I'll refuse to work with you. And don't get your hopes up because I'll still do it, I'll just find other co workers."
I was extremely confused, and from the looks of it, so was Vaughn. "What way would that be?" I asked.
"If you two keep running circles around each other like this. A blind person could see that you love each other. Or at least really, really like each other. It seems that you are the only ones who don't see it."
Anya then turned to Vaughn. "According to that file, I'm fifteen minutes younger than you. So I'm going to be the annoying little sister who pesters you about your girlfriends. I don't care what rules you have, what restrictions are against it. Just stop being stupid and. kiss her or something," she finished, flushed.
Vaughn and I just sat there, silent and staring. I tried to hide the fact that I was blushing furiously.
I figured we'd just shrug it off and forget about it, but that's when I saw Vaughn leaning towards me.
He pressed his lips against mine, and as quickly as it had begun it ended. But I couldn't help wondering what would've happen had Anya not been there. Would the kiss have continued?
Well, technically, it wouldn't have started if she wasn't there.
Still. Whoa. We didn't have to say anything, but in that moment we both knew.
"Thank you. God, I swear. If you guys had held off any longer I was going to shoot someone," Anya breathed.
Vaughn and I grinned over at her, then our gazes locked back on each other.
"You've got a great sister," I said softly.
"She's pretty smart."
"See? There you go again," Anya sighed. "I can tell you want an encore."
Vaughn gave her an exasperated stare. "You know, until now you seemed so shy and quiet."
Anya shrugged. "You're not the only ones who are allowed to alter personalities sometimes. And besides, I am quiet and shy when it comes to strangers. But I realized you're not so." she finished with a grin. "So how about that encore?"
"She's right." I whispered as we leaned forward again.
Vaughn nodded slowly.
This time it was everything a kiss should be and more. We broke apart reluctantly and Vaughn smiled, glancing at Anya. "God, I'm glad I found her."
*~*FIN*~*
A/N: Well, that's all. Did you like it? Please review! Oh, and there's already a sequel in progress in case you were wondering. It'll be much darker and more angsty than this one. It's gonna go into Anya's new occupation, her missions and stuff, her relationship with her brother, herself, of course Will. and um. someone else who I feel I can't say at this point. Lol. You'll have to join me for the sequel to find out more! Hope to see you there. :-D Luv ya and thanx for being such great readers of this story.
Oh, and some special thanks have got to go out to some people. Yana, for letting me base Anya on her and putting up with all my crazy ideas for her character. Shannon for helping me with this so much when I first started it, since way back then I knew next to nothing about Alias. Lol. Oh, and one more- Lurker. Thanks for sticking with this fic and complimenting it even when I felt like everyone hated it. You helped me to finish and to even write a sequel. :-D