I'd just like to take this moment to thank everyone who was so willing to
read this chapter and give me there input but since so many people reviewed
saying that fluff was their friend I've decided to publish this next
chapter
Also thank you to everyone who reviewed. Now that I'm done with my Oscar moment on with the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias. It belongs to JJ Abrams and all those other fine people who you see during the credits.
Chapter 2: The Yellow Paper
It was as if a huge weight had been lifted from Sydney and Vaughn's shoulders. Of course in public they wouldn't be able to act like a couple but in private. The possibilities were endless.
While they were in Vaughn's car they held hands and told each other how much they loved each other. Then they swapped stories on when they discovered their love for one another.
Of course once they go to the airport they couldn't draw attention. They got through security and were seated away from each other. Vaughn was extremely jealous of Weiss because he had gotten the seat next to Sydney.
After the plane had taken off Vaughn looked through his briefcase to try and find something to occupy his time. He saw a piece of paper in his copy of Lovely Bones. He opened the note and a smile crossed his face.
Michael, Meet me at the back of the plane in five minutes.
Syd
P.S. Flush this note on your way back.
He smiled to himself got up and walked toward the back of the plane. When Vaughn got there however, he didn't see anyone.
"Sydney?"
He tried to look around for her but the room was pitch black. Suddenly a hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him into a room. All Vaughn could see was a form standing in front of him. The light turned on and a smirking Sydney stood before him.
"Very funny Syd"
"Why thank you, sometimes I even impress myself"
"Whatever, just shut up and get over here"
Not needing an engraved invitation Sydney leapt into Vaughn's arms. They kissed each other with such passion that it was a miracle that the plane didn't start on fire. Things really started to heat up when clothing started to come off, still kissing all the while.
Abruptly they pulled back and realized what they were doing. Vaughn only had an undershirt and boxers on while Sydney was only wearing a camisole, bra and panties.
"Sydney we need to wait on this"
"Why wait? Theirs no time like the present."
She started to kiss him again but he gently pushed her back.
"Sydney this isn't right."
"Don't you want to Mike?"
"Of course I do. In fact it's taking every bit of willpower I have not to scoop you into my arms and kiss you senseless."
"Then why don't we?"
"Do you really want our first time together to be in the back of a plane surrounded by suitcases?"
"No.but we will right?"
"The only way we won't is if I start to watch Richard Simmons and stare at guys in tights."
Sydney burst out laughing and they kissed again. Putting on their discarded articles they kissed one last time and then went their separate ways.
Vaughn couldn't wipe the huge grin off his face. He kept replaying what had just happened in his head over and over again. The way her skin felt like silk when he touched it. The unadulterated passion that had exuded from him every time they kissed. Her lips were so soft and she was so.
"You alright Mike?"
"Yea Eric I'm fine"
"I can see that. You look like you got laid in the back of the plane."
Vaughn didn't say anything he tried to force a laugh but Weiss didn't buy it.
"Mike! You didn't" "Shut up and sit down"
Vaughn grabbed Weiss collar and pulled him into the seat next to him. (A/N: Amazingly no one noticed ^_^) He pulled out a legal pad scribbled some stuff down then handed it to Weiss.
Look the only way I can tell you this is if I write it down. No I didn't get laid, I came close but no.
Holy shit Mike! Who was it? Was it that stewardess? You know, the hot swiss one?
No you moron. It was..with.. damn it I'll just say it. It was with Sydney.
When Weiss read that his eyes grew as big as dinner plates. He wrote something down really quick and then passed the pad back over.
How the hell did that happen? Mike you know your playing with fire here. What if you two get caught? Devlin will kill you.
Thank you for stating the obvious. Look, before we left Sydney told me that she loved me. What could I do? There wasn't a chance in hell that I would lie to her about something like that so I told her the truth. So we met up at the back of the plane earlier, one thing led to another and well you know. Are you going to report us?
Weiss read that part and did something Vaughn wasn't expecting. He smiled. He passed the pad over and shook his head 'no' then gestured towards the pad.
Congrats Mike, you lucky undeserving bastard. All I have to say is it's about damn time. She's sitting all by herself, why don't you go keep her company.
Vaughn smirked at Weiss got up, smacked him on the back, got up and walked over to Sydney. She was propped up against the window sleeping. To Vaughn she looked like an angel. He just didn't have the heart to wake her. He noticed that the blanket was slightly falling off her shoulder so he pulled it up tighter around her. She stirred at that action and her eyes softened when she saw his face.
"What are you doing here?"
"I talked to Weiss"
"Vaughn! You didn't"
(A/N: remember folks she can only call him Michael when they're alone).
Vaughn took the little notepad that Sydney had on her tray table. He opened it up and saw that Sydney had been writing her name different ways like Sydney Vaughn, Mrs. Sydney Vaughn, Sydney Bristow-Vaughn. He smiled at her high school antics and Sydney's cheeks took a red tint from embarrassment.
Look Weiss is a good guy he said that he won't report us, he's genuinely happy for us. That's why he's having us room together
Sydney's eyes popped open when she read that and immediately scribbled something back.
What do you mean room together?
The CIA can't afford to put us in separate rooms. So we're pairing up to save the government money.
Why are so many agents coming on this mission? We're only going after Khasinaou.
Not really
What do you mean?
Rumor has it that the head of the alliance will be in Barcelona to head the operation with a select group of agents.
The head of the alliance! That seems unnatural for him. Why would he do that?
He thinks that he needs to run an operation this important himself in person.
So if we get him, then.
We may be able to take down the alliance and all the organizations involved, including SD-6.
Sydney didn't write any words just a big happy face. Then she went back to sleep and that's how she and Vaughn stayed, holding each other's hands under the blankets.
So there you have it. I'm sure you can see why I named this chapter 'the yellow pad' now. Thanks for reading and please review with feedback.
Just to clarify, this story is an AU fic sort of. They're in a universe where it's okay for Syd and Vaughn to go to each other's houses because they live alone.
Also thank you to everyone who reviewed. Now that I'm done with my Oscar moment on with the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias. It belongs to JJ Abrams and all those other fine people who you see during the credits.
Chapter 2: The Yellow Paper
It was as if a huge weight had been lifted from Sydney and Vaughn's shoulders. Of course in public they wouldn't be able to act like a couple but in private. The possibilities were endless.
While they were in Vaughn's car they held hands and told each other how much they loved each other. Then they swapped stories on when they discovered their love for one another.
Of course once they go to the airport they couldn't draw attention. They got through security and were seated away from each other. Vaughn was extremely jealous of Weiss because he had gotten the seat next to Sydney.
After the plane had taken off Vaughn looked through his briefcase to try and find something to occupy his time. He saw a piece of paper in his copy of Lovely Bones. He opened the note and a smile crossed his face.
Michael, Meet me at the back of the plane in five minutes.
Syd
P.S. Flush this note on your way back.
He smiled to himself got up and walked toward the back of the plane. When Vaughn got there however, he didn't see anyone.
"Sydney?"
He tried to look around for her but the room was pitch black. Suddenly a hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him into a room. All Vaughn could see was a form standing in front of him. The light turned on and a smirking Sydney stood before him.
"Very funny Syd"
"Why thank you, sometimes I even impress myself"
"Whatever, just shut up and get over here"
Not needing an engraved invitation Sydney leapt into Vaughn's arms. They kissed each other with such passion that it was a miracle that the plane didn't start on fire. Things really started to heat up when clothing started to come off, still kissing all the while.
Abruptly they pulled back and realized what they were doing. Vaughn only had an undershirt and boxers on while Sydney was only wearing a camisole, bra and panties.
"Sydney we need to wait on this"
"Why wait? Theirs no time like the present."
She started to kiss him again but he gently pushed her back.
"Sydney this isn't right."
"Don't you want to Mike?"
"Of course I do. In fact it's taking every bit of willpower I have not to scoop you into my arms and kiss you senseless."
"Then why don't we?"
"Do you really want our first time together to be in the back of a plane surrounded by suitcases?"
"No.but we will right?"
"The only way we won't is if I start to watch Richard Simmons and stare at guys in tights."
Sydney burst out laughing and they kissed again. Putting on their discarded articles they kissed one last time and then went their separate ways.
Vaughn couldn't wipe the huge grin off his face. He kept replaying what had just happened in his head over and over again. The way her skin felt like silk when he touched it. The unadulterated passion that had exuded from him every time they kissed. Her lips were so soft and she was so.
"You alright Mike?"
"Yea Eric I'm fine"
"I can see that. You look like you got laid in the back of the plane."
Vaughn didn't say anything he tried to force a laugh but Weiss didn't buy it.
"Mike! You didn't" "Shut up and sit down"
Vaughn grabbed Weiss collar and pulled him into the seat next to him. (A/N: Amazingly no one noticed ^_^) He pulled out a legal pad scribbled some stuff down then handed it to Weiss.
Look the only way I can tell you this is if I write it down. No I didn't get laid, I came close but no.
Holy shit Mike! Who was it? Was it that stewardess? You know, the hot swiss one?
No you moron. It was..with.. damn it I'll just say it. It was with Sydney.
When Weiss read that his eyes grew as big as dinner plates. He wrote something down really quick and then passed the pad back over.
How the hell did that happen? Mike you know your playing with fire here. What if you two get caught? Devlin will kill you.
Thank you for stating the obvious. Look, before we left Sydney told me that she loved me. What could I do? There wasn't a chance in hell that I would lie to her about something like that so I told her the truth. So we met up at the back of the plane earlier, one thing led to another and well you know. Are you going to report us?
Weiss read that part and did something Vaughn wasn't expecting. He smiled. He passed the pad over and shook his head 'no' then gestured towards the pad.
Congrats Mike, you lucky undeserving bastard. All I have to say is it's about damn time. She's sitting all by herself, why don't you go keep her company.
Vaughn smirked at Weiss got up, smacked him on the back, got up and walked over to Sydney. She was propped up against the window sleeping. To Vaughn she looked like an angel. He just didn't have the heart to wake her. He noticed that the blanket was slightly falling off her shoulder so he pulled it up tighter around her. She stirred at that action and her eyes softened when she saw his face.
"What are you doing here?"
"I talked to Weiss"
"Vaughn! You didn't"
(A/N: remember folks she can only call him Michael when they're alone).
Vaughn took the little notepad that Sydney had on her tray table. He opened it up and saw that Sydney had been writing her name different ways like Sydney Vaughn, Mrs. Sydney Vaughn, Sydney Bristow-Vaughn. He smiled at her high school antics and Sydney's cheeks took a red tint from embarrassment.
Look Weiss is a good guy he said that he won't report us, he's genuinely happy for us. That's why he's having us room together
Sydney's eyes popped open when she read that and immediately scribbled something back.
What do you mean room together?
The CIA can't afford to put us in separate rooms. So we're pairing up to save the government money.
Why are so many agents coming on this mission? We're only going after Khasinaou.
Not really
What do you mean?
Rumor has it that the head of the alliance will be in Barcelona to head the operation with a select group of agents.
The head of the alliance! That seems unnatural for him. Why would he do that?
He thinks that he needs to run an operation this important himself in person.
So if we get him, then.
We may be able to take down the alliance and all the organizations involved, including SD-6.
Sydney didn't write any words just a big happy face. Then she went back to sleep and that's how she and Vaughn stayed, holding each other's hands under the blankets.
So there you have it. I'm sure you can see why I named this chapter 'the yellow pad' now. Thanks for reading and please review with feedback.
Just to clarify, this story is an AU fic sort of. They're in a universe where it's okay for Syd and Vaughn to go to each other's houses because they live alone.