A/N: Wow I am seriously impressed with myself! It's the next day and
I'm posting the next chapter! YEAH! Well thank you to all who have
reviewed.they are greatly appreciated. This story is going to be fairly
happy.though there are some moments where it isn't cuz you have to have
conflict! I hope that I haven't strayed too far from the characters.I know
Sydney seems to cry a lot but I figured that this is an emotional time! AND
she doesn't have to compartmentalize her feelings anymore.ANYWAYS.I hope
you enjoy chapter two.who knows I could post chapter 3 tomorrow...depends
on if I feel loved. (hint, hint) READ AND REVIEW AS ALWAYS! - Secret Agent
Girl
CHAPTER 3 - THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM
The next few months were like heaven for Sydney. When SD-6 fell the CIA gave Sydney a nice little pension plan when she refused to sign on as a full agent. She was able to wake up whenever she felt like it, usually in the arms of Vaughn, and spend her days doing whatever she felt like. She helped out at Francie's restaurant and helped Will search for a new job on a newspaper, (his first story being "My Addiction to the CIA"). But most of her time was spent doing something she thought she would never do, plan her wedding.
After the take down in November, Sydney and Vaughn decided that, while not wanting to rush it, didn't want to wait forever to get married. They decided, well Sydney decided mainly since Vaughn really didn't care, that June was a good time. They didn't want a big ceremony, something small with their friends and the little family they had. While Vaughn continued his work at the CIA, he had every intention of leaving the CIA after the wedding, when he and Sydney had found a place to move to. They both wanted to stay near the city, so that they could visit their friends and family, but far enough away to be out of the city and away from any remains of SD- 6.
By April, Sydney had almost everything ready. She had picked the flowers, reserved a priest, picked out Francie's Maid of Honor dress as well as Vaughn's mother's outfit. Vaughn and Sydney had already decided the suits (he said he hated tuxes) for himself, Jack and Weiss (the best man). They had decided to hold the ceremony at the one place that meant the most to them, the pier. Sydney had felt that the pier would be the perfect spot, due to their unknowingly falling in love with each other there.
Despite everything that had been prepared, and that had been just about everything, April was already halfway through and there was still one thing remaining for each Sydney and Vaughn.
After seeing his taste in the engagement ring, Sydney decided that Vaughn was more that capable to pick out the wedding rings on his own, her only want is for them to be in white gold to match her engagement ring. The final thing for Sydney to do however was one of the most important; she had yet to find a dress.
On the 20th of April, less than 2 months from their set date, Francie bounded into Sydney's room when she heard Vaughn step into the shower. "GET UP!" She cried joyously as Sydney jumped, startled.
"WHAT?! What do you want?! Geez Fran."
"Get up, get up, get up! You've put this off for long enough. Today is the day!"
"Yeah? What day is that?"
"TODAY we are getting your wedding dress!" Francie smiled with excitement as Sydney sat up, stretched and got out of bed.
"Deal!" She was excited. She had been putting it off because it was something you did with your mother. Sydney's mother was currently sitting in a maximum security prison, serving consecutive life sentences. Sydney's smile faltered at the memory of her mother. She brushed the thoughts away however, as she glanced at Francie and smiled. "Give me 20 minutes." She smiled as Francie jumped up and down and then exited the room.
Sydney heard the shower turn off and walked over to the bathroom and tapped on the door lightly before entering. "Hey." She called as she saw Vaughn prepare to shave.
"Hey. What was all that shouting about?" He asked as he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, smearing a small amount of shaving cream on her cheek.
"Oh, Francie is taking me wedding dress shopping today. She says that it's time and I've procrastinated long enough." She smiled as she began to brush her teeth.
"Are you ok with that?" He asked as he finished shaving. "I know your issues with that part as far as your mom and so forth." He finished up and began to brush his own teeth.
"No, I'm ok with it." She smiled as he finished his morning routine and they wandered back into her bedroom. "I mean, that is the reason I've been putting it off, but before I knew, what I know now, when I was in high school and even when I was going to marry Danny, I knew I'd be doing it without a mom. I'm just glad Francie's going to be there." She smiled as they began to dress for the day.
"I know that it's not the same, but..." He paused as he began to gather his ID badges and place his suit jacket over his shirt and tie, concealing his gun in its holster.
"What?" She asked as she slipped on her boots.
"Well, maybe, and you don't have to, but maybe you could get my mother to join you today. I know she'd love to." He looked over at her as she stopped and smiled.
She leaned over to her night stand and grabbed her phone. She tossed it to him. "Call her. I would really enjoy that." She smiled at him and stood to kiss him. "I would like that a lot."
Several hours later, Francie and Brigit Vaughn sat in the opening of the changing room of a bridal boutique, both patiently reading bridal magazines as they waited for Sydney to come out, after leaving to try on her 7th bridal gown.
"This is the one." They heard Sydney call from behind the curtain.
"Well then get out here, Syd, and let's see!" Came the reply as Francie brimmed with anticipation.
The breath caught in their chests as Sydney emerged from the dressing room. She had been right, this was the dress. It was a soft pale ivory, just a slight shade darker than white. It had small cap sleeves and a scoop neck. The top was covered in intricate lace with white pearls scattered throughout it. It fit her perfectly and had a full skirt that hung to the floor. Tears welled in Brigit Vaughn's eyes as Sydney stood before her. She walked over to Sydney and placed her hands on Sydney's cheeks. "You're so beautiful." She placed a kiss on each of Sydney's cheeks. "And you make my Michael so happy. He's lucky to have found you."
Sydney smiled at the woman as a few tears ran down her face. "No, Mrs. Vaughn, I'm the lucky one." She hugged the woman tightly. As she embraced her, Sydney whispered in her ear. "Thank you for giving me the most perfect man on earth. I am forever in your debt." The two women smiled as they broke away and chatter about the dress began.
At 3:30, Vaughn entered his apartment to find Sydney and his mother talking and laughing over a cup of tea. He paused in the doorway and stood, looking over the two most important women in his life as they chatted. He couldn't stop smiling as he removed his ID badge and walked into the kitchen.
Mrs. Vaughn was the first to notice him walk in, as Sydney had her back to him. She was about to greet her son, when he held up a hand quickly. She smiled as he walked to Sydney. He brushed his hand on her shoulder, bringing his presence to her attention and leaned down and kissed her. "Hey."
"Hey. How was your day?"
"Normal." He smiled and went to hug his mother. "Bonjour, maman."
"Bonjour, Michel." She smiled at him.
"So did you girls get what you needed?"
"Mm, yeah." Sydney smiled picturing her dress. "You're gonna love it."
"See this is what I don't get." He took a seat between the two and took a sip from Sydney's cup. "You get to come and help pick out my suit but I don't get to help with you!"
Sydney smiled at him. "Deal with it."
"Speaking of which," Mrs. Vaughn rose from her seat. "I best be off. I want to hang your dress up as soon as possible and then I have some errands of my own to do." She smiled at the couple as they rose and walked her to the door.
Vaughn embraced his mother before she turned to Sydney. "So I'll talk to you soon about the final touches, right dear?"
"Absolutely. And thank you again for keeping it at your place." Mrs. Vaughn shook it off as Sydney hugged her and Vaughn opened the door. "I'll call you soon, Mrs. Vaughn."
"I told you, it's Brigit." She smiled as she exited the apartment and walked to her car.
After they were sure his mother had gotten off alright, Vaughn turned to Sydney as he pulled the door close. "So," he smiled adoringly at Sydney. "You have a good time with my mom?"
"Hmm."" She grabbed his hand and started to drag him down the hallway. "Sweetie, I loved spending time with your mother, she's a wonderful person, but I have spent 4 ½ hours picking out wedding dresses and shoes." She paused as they neared his bedroom. "And all I could think about was you coming out of that shower this morning, in only a towel." She smiled as she pushed his bedroom door open. She gripped his tie and dragged him into the bedroom.
"Are you telling me, that you thought about me while you were with my mother?" He smirked. "I mean, Syd, I'm not sure how I feel about."
"Shut up." She pulled him into a deep kiss and he closed the door behind him.
May came all too quickly for both Sydney and Vaughn and yet at the same time, it couldn't come quick enough, With the wedding plans set, Sydney and Vaughn began to seriously search for a place to live. They both agreed to have Sydney move into Vaughn's apartment after the wedding, but Sydney and Vaughn wanted to spend their life, together, in a home that they had bought, together.
Vaughn began to think about a new career as Sydney kept her eye out for High school or college positions in either English lit or Legistics, though she never ruled out becoming a world language teacher either.
One sunny day in the very beginning of June, Sydney was in her apartment packing with Francie. She was moving into Vaughn's apartment that weekend as their wedding was just about two weeks away. Vaughn entered the apartment to find the two girls looking through Sydney's "Dad Hat box" which was filled with pictures of her and Jack from her childhood. Sydney's face brightened as she heard Vaughn call from the living room. "Mail call!"
Sydney bounded into the hallway and smiled as she walked over to Vaughn. "I missed you." She plunged into his arms.
He was slightly taken aback. "I've been gone for like 5 hours." She looked at him and kissed him. "However if you're going to greet me like that every time you miss me, by all means, miss me constantly." He smiled.
"Ha, ha." She sifted through the mail and her heart stopped as a nondescript letter found its way to the top of the pile, she would know that writing anywhere. "NO. FREAKING. WAY."
She ripped the envelope open and extracted a letter as Vaughn questioned her remark. "What is it Syd?"
"It's a letter." Her eyes drifted through the letter.
"Who's it from?"
"My mother. She knows about the wedding. She wants me to get her leave to come and see it." All smiles disappeared from their faces leaving no emotions as they both stared at the letter before them.
A/N: I know.you want to know what's gonna happen. Well review and I will type like I'm superman! - Secret Agent Girl
CHAPTER 3 - THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM
The next few months were like heaven for Sydney. When SD-6 fell the CIA gave Sydney a nice little pension plan when she refused to sign on as a full agent. She was able to wake up whenever she felt like it, usually in the arms of Vaughn, and spend her days doing whatever she felt like. She helped out at Francie's restaurant and helped Will search for a new job on a newspaper, (his first story being "My Addiction to the CIA"). But most of her time was spent doing something she thought she would never do, plan her wedding.
After the take down in November, Sydney and Vaughn decided that, while not wanting to rush it, didn't want to wait forever to get married. They decided, well Sydney decided mainly since Vaughn really didn't care, that June was a good time. They didn't want a big ceremony, something small with their friends and the little family they had. While Vaughn continued his work at the CIA, he had every intention of leaving the CIA after the wedding, when he and Sydney had found a place to move to. They both wanted to stay near the city, so that they could visit their friends and family, but far enough away to be out of the city and away from any remains of SD- 6.
By April, Sydney had almost everything ready. She had picked the flowers, reserved a priest, picked out Francie's Maid of Honor dress as well as Vaughn's mother's outfit. Vaughn and Sydney had already decided the suits (he said he hated tuxes) for himself, Jack and Weiss (the best man). They had decided to hold the ceremony at the one place that meant the most to them, the pier. Sydney had felt that the pier would be the perfect spot, due to their unknowingly falling in love with each other there.
Despite everything that had been prepared, and that had been just about everything, April was already halfway through and there was still one thing remaining for each Sydney and Vaughn.
After seeing his taste in the engagement ring, Sydney decided that Vaughn was more that capable to pick out the wedding rings on his own, her only want is for them to be in white gold to match her engagement ring. The final thing for Sydney to do however was one of the most important; she had yet to find a dress.
On the 20th of April, less than 2 months from their set date, Francie bounded into Sydney's room when she heard Vaughn step into the shower. "GET UP!" She cried joyously as Sydney jumped, startled.
"WHAT?! What do you want?! Geez Fran."
"Get up, get up, get up! You've put this off for long enough. Today is the day!"
"Yeah? What day is that?"
"TODAY we are getting your wedding dress!" Francie smiled with excitement as Sydney sat up, stretched and got out of bed.
"Deal!" She was excited. She had been putting it off because it was something you did with your mother. Sydney's mother was currently sitting in a maximum security prison, serving consecutive life sentences. Sydney's smile faltered at the memory of her mother. She brushed the thoughts away however, as she glanced at Francie and smiled. "Give me 20 minutes." She smiled as Francie jumped up and down and then exited the room.
Sydney heard the shower turn off and walked over to the bathroom and tapped on the door lightly before entering. "Hey." She called as she saw Vaughn prepare to shave.
"Hey. What was all that shouting about?" He asked as he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, smearing a small amount of shaving cream on her cheek.
"Oh, Francie is taking me wedding dress shopping today. She says that it's time and I've procrastinated long enough." She smiled as she began to brush her teeth.
"Are you ok with that?" He asked as he finished shaving. "I know your issues with that part as far as your mom and so forth." He finished up and began to brush his own teeth.
"No, I'm ok with it." She smiled as he finished his morning routine and they wandered back into her bedroom. "I mean, that is the reason I've been putting it off, but before I knew, what I know now, when I was in high school and even when I was going to marry Danny, I knew I'd be doing it without a mom. I'm just glad Francie's going to be there." She smiled as they began to dress for the day.
"I know that it's not the same, but..." He paused as he began to gather his ID badges and place his suit jacket over his shirt and tie, concealing his gun in its holster.
"What?" She asked as she slipped on her boots.
"Well, maybe, and you don't have to, but maybe you could get my mother to join you today. I know she'd love to." He looked over at her as she stopped and smiled.
She leaned over to her night stand and grabbed her phone. She tossed it to him. "Call her. I would really enjoy that." She smiled at him and stood to kiss him. "I would like that a lot."
Several hours later, Francie and Brigit Vaughn sat in the opening of the changing room of a bridal boutique, both patiently reading bridal magazines as they waited for Sydney to come out, after leaving to try on her 7th bridal gown.
"This is the one." They heard Sydney call from behind the curtain.
"Well then get out here, Syd, and let's see!" Came the reply as Francie brimmed with anticipation.
The breath caught in their chests as Sydney emerged from the dressing room. She had been right, this was the dress. It was a soft pale ivory, just a slight shade darker than white. It had small cap sleeves and a scoop neck. The top was covered in intricate lace with white pearls scattered throughout it. It fit her perfectly and had a full skirt that hung to the floor. Tears welled in Brigit Vaughn's eyes as Sydney stood before her. She walked over to Sydney and placed her hands on Sydney's cheeks. "You're so beautiful." She placed a kiss on each of Sydney's cheeks. "And you make my Michael so happy. He's lucky to have found you."
Sydney smiled at the woman as a few tears ran down her face. "No, Mrs. Vaughn, I'm the lucky one." She hugged the woman tightly. As she embraced her, Sydney whispered in her ear. "Thank you for giving me the most perfect man on earth. I am forever in your debt." The two women smiled as they broke away and chatter about the dress began.
At 3:30, Vaughn entered his apartment to find Sydney and his mother talking and laughing over a cup of tea. He paused in the doorway and stood, looking over the two most important women in his life as they chatted. He couldn't stop smiling as he removed his ID badge and walked into the kitchen.
Mrs. Vaughn was the first to notice him walk in, as Sydney had her back to him. She was about to greet her son, when he held up a hand quickly. She smiled as he walked to Sydney. He brushed his hand on her shoulder, bringing his presence to her attention and leaned down and kissed her. "Hey."
"Hey. How was your day?"
"Normal." He smiled and went to hug his mother. "Bonjour, maman."
"Bonjour, Michel." She smiled at him.
"So did you girls get what you needed?"
"Mm, yeah." Sydney smiled picturing her dress. "You're gonna love it."
"See this is what I don't get." He took a seat between the two and took a sip from Sydney's cup. "You get to come and help pick out my suit but I don't get to help with you!"
Sydney smiled at him. "Deal with it."
"Speaking of which," Mrs. Vaughn rose from her seat. "I best be off. I want to hang your dress up as soon as possible and then I have some errands of my own to do." She smiled at the couple as they rose and walked her to the door.
Vaughn embraced his mother before she turned to Sydney. "So I'll talk to you soon about the final touches, right dear?"
"Absolutely. And thank you again for keeping it at your place." Mrs. Vaughn shook it off as Sydney hugged her and Vaughn opened the door. "I'll call you soon, Mrs. Vaughn."
"I told you, it's Brigit." She smiled as she exited the apartment and walked to her car.
After they were sure his mother had gotten off alright, Vaughn turned to Sydney as he pulled the door close. "So," he smiled adoringly at Sydney. "You have a good time with my mom?"
"Hmm."" She grabbed his hand and started to drag him down the hallway. "Sweetie, I loved spending time with your mother, she's a wonderful person, but I have spent 4 ½ hours picking out wedding dresses and shoes." She paused as they neared his bedroom. "And all I could think about was you coming out of that shower this morning, in only a towel." She smiled as she pushed his bedroom door open. She gripped his tie and dragged him into the bedroom.
"Are you telling me, that you thought about me while you were with my mother?" He smirked. "I mean, Syd, I'm not sure how I feel about."
"Shut up." She pulled him into a deep kiss and he closed the door behind him.
May came all too quickly for both Sydney and Vaughn and yet at the same time, it couldn't come quick enough, With the wedding plans set, Sydney and Vaughn began to seriously search for a place to live. They both agreed to have Sydney move into Vaughn's apartment after the wedding, but Sydney and Vaughn wanted to spend their life, together, in a home that they had bought, together.
Vaughn began to think about a new career as Sydney kept her eye out for High school or college positions in either English lit or Legistics, though she never ruled out becoming a world language teacher either.
One sunny day in the very beginning of June, Sydney was in her apartment packing with Francie. She was moving into Vaughn's apartment that weekend as their wedding was just about two weeks away. Vaughn entered the apartment to find the two girls looking through Sydney's "Dad Hat box" which was filled with pictures of her and Jack from her childhood. Sydney's face brightened as she heard Vaughn call from the living room. "Mail call!"
Sydney bounded into the hallway and smiled as she walked over to Vaughn. "I missed you." She plunged into his arms.
He was slightly taken aback. "I've been gone for like 5 hours." She looked at him and kissed him. "However if you're going to greet me like that every time you miss me, by all means, miss me constantly." He smiled.
"Ha, ha." She sifted through the mail and her heart stopped as a nondescript letter found its way to the top of the pile, she would know that writing anywhere. "NO. FREAKING. WAY."
She ripped the envelope open and extracted a letter as Vaughn questioned her remark. "What is it Syd?"
"It's a letter." Her eyes drifted through the letter.
"Who's it from?"
"My mother. She knows about the wedding. She wants me to get her leave to come and see it." All smiles disappeared from their faces leaving no emotions as they both stared at the letter before them.
A/N: I know.you want to know what's gonna happen. Well review and I will type like I'm superman! - Secret Agent Girl