A/N: Sorry for the delay . . . I haven't been in the typing mood . .
. but I am now! I would like to thank everyone who reviewed and gave me
ideas for the wedding . . . I have revamped it and I just need to type it
out . . . It's the next chapter AFTER this one. Any who, here is chapter 4.
Thanks again to all reviewers. Remember that I own nothing.and when I say
nothing I mean nothing. Everything is owned by J.J. Abrams and all the
people who work with him..Thanks for reading! PLEASE REVIEW! - Secret Agent
Girl
CHAPTER 4 - THE DAY BEFORE
The sun woke him. He tried to block it out but it was persistent. He tightened his arm around the body next to him and snuggled into the soft brown hair flowing over the pillows. The clock on her side blinked as a minute passed. The calendar next to it stared at him, reminding him of the day. Blocking out the light around him, he began to drift off to sleep when a small white blob appeared in the doorway and jumped on the bed landing half on each of the bed's inhabitants.
Sydney giggled as Vaughn moaned at his dog. "I think he wants us to get up." She smiled as she reached up and patted the dog behind the ears.
"Seems that way." He smiled as her body turned to face him. "Morning."
"Morning." She leaned in and kissed him lightly.
"You know what day it is?" He asked lightly as he pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Of course! It's rehearsal day! And tomorrow is "Not allowed to see Michael Day" as Francie calls it." He laughed. "Followed by the 17th of June and that one perfect moment we've been waiting for." He smiled at her and kissed her deeply.
"That's right. You doing anything special tomorrow night?" His eyes twinkled in the morning sun.
"Eh, movies. I'm sure Francie will pull out something to drink but your mom's going to be there, so . . ." She laughed lightly at the thought. "What about you guys?" She raised her eyebrows at the thought, after all Weiss was his best man.
"I don't know. Your dad said he might show up, but since there are so few of us at the wedding, it's not going to be anything big. Me, Eric, Will, and possibly Dixon and your father. Marshall said he was spending the night finishing our gift. I'm a little frightened." He laughed.
"So no strippers?" She joked.
"NOOOO. I already told Eric, if he gets one, I'm telling you and then he has to deal with you. After that threat, I'm sure he won't get one since he knows you could kill him with your thumb." She laughed at his joke, though they both knew it was true. "Besides if your dad shows up," He shivered at the thought. "I don't think there would be a wedding because your dad would kill me."
They both laughed at the thought and began to rise as Donovan jumped from the bed and ran to the kitchen. They entered the kitchen together and Vaughn began to make coffee. "So are we all set as far as the trip?"
"I am." Sydney replied. "I have my tonight and tomorrow bag all set and my dress and everything is being brought to Francie's by your mom so I can get ready there. And then when we leave on the 18th, my stuff is already packed for that too." She smiled and thought for a moment. "Wow."
"What?"
"As of the 17th, it's not longer Francie and mine's place. It's just Francie's." She smiled.
"Yeah but as of the 17th, it's no longer the home of just Michael Vaughn, it's the home and Mr. and Mrs. Sydney and Michael Vaughn."
She smiled at the notion. "Hmmm. I can't wait to sign something as that." He laughed as she smiled dreamily.
"Sydney Bristow, ever the romantic." He joked as she smacked him lightly on the arm.
"It's not a big deal to *you*, nothing happens to *your* name. *I*, however, get an R added to Ms. and a new last name. It's a very big deal!" She insisted as he laughed.
"I'm sure it is." He kissed her as he handed her a cup of coffee. "What do we have to do today? Anything?" He asked knowing perfectly well what was on the agenda.
"YES!" She insisted. "*TODAY* we pick up the rings!" She was thoroughly excited. Since he had picked them out, she had yet to see them.
An hour and a half later they left the apartment for the jewelry store. When they entered, they were greeted and Vaughn requested their rings as Sydney paced the store. She stood looking at a case of very lovely cuff links when Vaughn appeared behind her. "They'll be ready in a minute."
"Ok. Hey what do you think of those cuff links?" She pointed to a pair of white gold links with a small aquamarine in each.
"They're nice."
"I think I'm going to get them for my dad. They stone is his birthstone. What do you think? I could give them to him tonight."
"I think that's a great idea. Come here, I wanted to show you this necklace I found. I think it's perfect for my mom." He showed her a simple gold cross with a small diamond in the center.
After a few minutes they decided to get the two gifts for their parents along with a beautiful necklace for Francie and a watch for both Weiss and Will.
As they finished picking out their gifts for the wedding's participants, the jeweler emerged with their rings. Sydney gasped as she saw the rings. Hers was a white gold band with three small stones set inside it, a diamond surrounded by two blue sapphires. It matched her engagement ring perfectly. Inside in perfect cursive script was written, "My love, My Lola, My life. M.C.V. to S.A.B. 06-17-04". She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. "I knew there was a reason I picked you." He smiled. "My Lola? Am I ever going to live down the red hair?"
He smiled and kissed her cheek. "No." He reached over and picked up his ring to look at it. It was simple white gold but beautiful none the less. While having ordered it himself, Sydney had called in to have the inscription. "Should I read it?" He asked her as she admired it.
"You haven't read it yet?"
"Nope." He picked up the ring and read the script inside. "My Guardian Angel. S.A.B to M.C.V. 06-17-04." It was simple and yet it said so much. He leaned down and kissed her. "I love you."
"I love you."
They paid for their extra purchases and started off. They returned to the apartment and entered. Sydney went into the bedroom and retrieved her overnight bag. It was already 1:00 in the afternoon and she was meeting Francie and Brigitte Vaughn at her old apartment at 1:30 for the final examination of her wedding dress before going to the rehearsal at 4:00 followed by dinner at 6:00.
She returned to the living room to find Vaughn standing at the counter that divided the living room and kitchen, drink in hand. She took his glass of juice and took a sip. "Thanks. Ok, I'm off to Francie's and then I will see you at 3:30." She reached into the jeweler's bag and extracted 4 boxes. "Your ring, Francie's necklace, Will's watch and my dad's cuff links. I think that's everything. Did you double check everything?" She turned to him after placing everything in her bag.
"Yeah." She started to leave to retrieve her coat when he stopped her and pulled her into his arms. "Don't go." He kissed her longingly and she melted against him.
"I have to." He made a small noise, almost a whimper, and she laughed airily. "I'll see you in a few hours."
"Yeah, but, you're going away tonight and tomorrow night." He was whining now and they both knew it.
"Michael, you and I spent a year not waking up together after we began dating; I think you can handle two nights." She smiled as she tried to break away, but he pulled her closer.
"Yeah, but I've gotten used to it now. I've spent almost 8 months waking up to you. I don't ever want to get used to waking up to on one again." She smiled at him and pulled him into a soft kiss.
"Sorry, babe." She pulled away and collected her stuff. "I'm going to see Francie and your mother and I will see you at the pier." She kissed his cheek and quickly exited before he could grab her again. Silently she admitted that if he had taken hold of her again she wouldn't have been able to leave, she wouldn't have wanted to.
Sydney arrived at the pier with Francie and Vaughn's mother to find her father, Vaughn, Weiss and the priest waiting for them. They walked through the ceremony a few time and made sure to remember as the where Marshall, Dixon and Will (who were all at work as it was Friday) would be standing.
At 5:30, as they prepared to leave for the restaurant, Sydney pulled her father aside as Vaughn led everyone else to the restaurant. She pulled out the cuff links from her pocket and handed the box to him. "I found these and I thought of you." She watched as her father opened the box. His eyes widened as he saw the cuff links. She felt her own eyes tear up as her father's eyes welled. "I saw them and felt that you could wear them tomorrow. I know you weren't always happy with my relationship with Michael, but you're my father and family and the only family I have right now. I just, I just . . ." She began to cry as her father stepped to her and enveloped her in his arms.
"I love you Sydney." He held her tight as a few tears fell from his eyes.
"I love you, Daddy."
They stood there for several moments before venturing off to the restaurant.
The dinner was amazing. Marshall, Dixon and Will all joined them and Sydney felt that couldn't have been happier.
Around 10:00 Sydney could fell the exhaustion creeping up on her and Vaughn caught on when she yawned loudly. "Go home, babe. You're exhausted and you are going to be Crazy Sydney tomorrow." She looked at him questioningly. "You know as well as I do that all day tomorrow you'll be running around to making sure everything is perfect." He smiled as he laughed lightly and they both rose from the table.
They made their way to their cars, everyone in good spirits. Both Vaughn and Sydney had arrived with someone else, Sydney with Francie and Vaughn with Weiss. Before entering the cars, Sydney and Vaughn turned to each other. "It's your second to last night as a single man. Planning anything wild and crazy?" She joked.
He paused for a moment and then smiled. "Actually, I am." She raised her eyebrows at him. "I'm going home and going to bed, thinking about the wonderful girl I am missing." He smiled.
"Hmm. Anyone I know?" She smirked.
"Yeah, I think you know her." He grasped her around the waist and pulled her into a kiss.
They stood there for several moments before Weiss leaned out of his car. "Break it up already you two! Geez, you're going to be apart for like a day, not the next three years!"
Sydney smiled as they pilled apart. Vaughn kissed the top of her head and leaned his forehead against hers. "I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Ok. I love you."
"I love you." They kissed softly once more before bounding into their cars.
She was woken the next morning with a start as the phone by her head rang. She picked it up and muttered a groggy hello.
"Donovan isn't nearly as nice to wake up to as you are." She smiled at his voice.
"Well that's because his nose is wet."
"Hmm. And he doesn't enjoy good morning kisses."
"Hmm." She whined. "I could use one of those right now."
"Yeah, who's crazy idea was it to not let the bride and groom see each other for a full 24 hours before the ceremony?'
"I don't know. But I'd love to introduce them to the Asian Dentist." Vaughn laughed at her remark as Francie entered Sydney's room to find her sitting up smiling and laughing.
Francie sighed as Sydney waved at her. "Morning, Mike!" Francie called as she went to start a pot of coffee.
Later that day, Mrs. Vaughn came over and the three girls ran through the checklist again to make sure everything was ready. At 2:00 in the afternoon, the door bell rang just as Sydney was in her dress, double checking that everything was all set. Sydney rushed from the room as the bell rang and quickly changed with Francie's help as Mrs. Vaughn answered the door. Sydney entered the living room to find her father sitting on the couch. "Dad? What are you doing here?"
"Honestly, I don't know. I debated with myself for two hours before coming here and now I'm having doubts."
"Dad." Sydney was getting scared. "Dad, what's wrong?"
"There was a phone call made to me this morning requesting my presence at the facility where your mother is. She wanted you to have this." He produced a black velvet box. "She said you knew the story behind them and she wanted you to have them for your wedding."
Sydney took the box from her father and opened it to reveal the diamond earrings that her mother had requested back after a conference Sydney had, had with her. Sydney sat down next to her father and closed the box. "I don't want them."
"Sydney . . ."
"No Dad. They were part of her family. I don't want anything to do with them. Tomorrow is the one time in my life I refuse to have something tainted by her. I won't do that to myself, Brigitte or Michael."
Jack nodded and reached into his pocket. "I figured as much, so I brought you these instead." He handed her another box containing a pair of exquisite three diamond earrings, dangling in a row. "They were my mothers. I want you to have them. I figured this could be your something old."
Sydney smiled at her father. "Thank you Daddy."
After her father left, Sydney went through her "bride list" again. "OK. Something old got it - my grandmother's diamond earrings. Something new, got it - my dress. Something borrowed, got it - The lovely pearl cross necklace that Brigitte is letting me borrow, thanks again. And something blue . . ."
"Got it!" Francie cried holding up the small tiara with the small veil protruding from the back that Sydney would be wearing. The tiara itself was laced with tiny blue jewels.
They spent the night watching old movies and eating popcorn. At 11:00 Sydney decided that she had, had enough and was going to bed. Before settling down in bed, she placed her cell phone on the nightstand. She and Vaughn had decided that if they needed anything they would call the cells as to not disturb anyone else in the homes, as Francie and Mrs. Vaughn were with her and Weiss was staying the night with Vaughn.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, her cell phone ran and after glancing at the clock, 12:20, she picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Joey's pizza?"
"Hmm. I wish I could go and see you."
"Me too. Me too. So what did you do tonight?"
"Oh, nothing. Just watched old movies."
"Let me guess, Gene Kelly marathon?"
Sydney smiled at his joke. "You bet! Your mother was ecstatic about it. She said she likes me even more now because I love Gene."
"I bet she did."
"So what did you do on your final night as a bachelor?"
"Played poker and drank a beer."
"*A* beer?"
"*YES*. I don't want to have a hangover tomorrow! You'd kill me."
"You're right, I would." She paused a moment. "I miss you."
"I miss you too."
"Promise me something?"
"Anything."
"Promise me that no matter what, we'll never do this again?"
"What, get married?" He joked with a laugh.
"NO! Go a day where we are told we cannot see each other. That we can't look at each other. I went 3 years with the restriction that I couldn't touch you, hold you. For three years I was told I couldn't love you. I can't do it again."
"I know. And I promise."
"Even if I'm 9 months pregnant and screaming at you and cursing you for ever touching me and basically your very existence?"
"Even that." He laughed.
"I'm lucky, you know. To have found you."
"No, Syd. I'm the lucky one."
"Goodnight, Michael. I love you."
"Goodnight, Lola. I love you too."
She smiled as she hung up the phone and settled down into her bed, her anticipation for the next day building as each minute passed and she drifted off to sleep.
A/N - there you go! Thanks for reading and don't to review! The wedding should be up by the end of the weekend. Thanks again! - Secret Agent Girl
CHAPTER 4 - THE DAY BEFORE
The sun woke him. He tried to block it out but it was persistent. He tightened his arm around the body next to him and snuggled into the soft brown hair flowing over the pillows. The clock on her side blinked as a minute passed. The calendar next to it stared at him, reminding him of the day. Blocking out the light around him, he began to drift off to sleep when a small white blob appeared in the doorway and jumped on the bed landing half on each of the bed's inhabitants.
Sydney giggled as Vaughn moaned at his dog. "I think he wants us to get up." She smiled as she reached up and patted the dog behind the ears.
"Seems that way." He smiled as her body turned to face him. "Morning."
"Morning." She leaned in and kissed him lightly.
"You know what day it is?" He asked lightly as he pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Of course! It's rehearsal day! And tomorrow is "Not allowed to see Michael Day" as Francie calls it." He laughed. "Followed by the 17th of June and that one perfect moment we've been waiting for." He smiled at her and kissed her deeply.
"That's right. You doing anything special tomorrow night?" His eyes twinkled in the morning sun.
"Eh, movies. I'm sure Francie will pull out something to drink but your mom's going to be there, so . . ." She laughed lightly at the thought. "What about you guys?" She raised her eyebrows at the thought, after all Weiss was his best man.
"I don't know. Your dad said he might show up, but since there are so few of us at the wedding, it's not going to be anything big. Me, Eric, Will, and possibly Dixon and your father. Marshall said he was spending the night finishing our gift. I'm a little frightened." He laughed.
"So no strippers?" She joked.
"NOOOO. I already told Eric, if he gets one, I'm telling you and then he has to deal with you. After that threat, I'm sure he won't get one since he knows you could kill him with your thumb." She laughed at his joke, though they both knew it was true. "Besides if your dad shows up," He shivered at the thought. "I don't think there would be a wedding because your dad would kill me."
They both laughed at the thought and began to rise as Donovan jumped from the bed and ran to the kitchen. They entered the kitchen together and Vaughn began to make coffee. "So are we all set as far as the trip?"
"I am." Sydney replied. "I have my tonight and tomorrow bag all set and my dress and everything is being brought to Francie's by your mom so I can get ready there. And then when we leave on the 18th, my stuff is already packed for that too." She smiled and thought for a moment. "Wow."
"What?"
"As of the 17th, it's not longer Francie and mine's place. It's just Francie's." She smiled.
"Yeah but as of the 17th, it's no longer the home of just Michael Vaughn, it's the home and Mr. and Mrs. Sydney and Michael Vaughn."
She smiled at the notion. "Hmmm. I can't wait to sign something as that." He laughed as she smiled dreamily.
"Sydney Bristow, ever the romantic." He joked as she smacked him lightly on the arm.
"It's not a big deal to *you*, nothing happens to *your* name. *I*, however, get an R added to Ms. and a new last name. It's a very big deal!" She insisted as he laughed.
"I'm sure it is." He kissed her as he handed her a cup of coffee. "What do we have to do today? Anything?" He asked knowing perfectly well what was on the agenda.
"YES!" She insisted. "*TODAY* we pick up the rings!" She was thoroughly excited. Since he had picked them out, she had yet to see them.
An hour and a half later they left the apartment for the jewelry store. When they entered, they were greeted and Vaughn requested their rings as Sydney paced the store. She stood looking at a case of very lovely cuff links when Vaughn appeared behind her. "They'll be ready in a minute."
"Ok. Hey what do you think of those cuff links?" She pointed to a pair of white gold links with a small aquamarine in each.
"They're nice."
"I think I'm going to get them for my dad. They stone is his birthstone. What do you think? I could give them to him tonight."
"I think that's a great idea. Come here, I wanted to show you this necklace I found. I think it's perfect for my mom." He showed her a simple gold cross with a small diamond in the center.
After a few minutes they decided to get the two gifts for their parents along with a beautiful necklace for Francie and a watch for both Weiss and Will.
As they finished picking out their gifts for the wedding's participants, the jeweler emerged with their rings. Sydney gasped as she saw the rings. Hers was a white gold band with three small stones set inside it, a diamond surrounded by two blue sapphires. It matched her engagement ring perfectly. Inside in perfect cursive script was written, "My love, My Lola, My life. M.C.V. to S.A.B. 06-17-04". She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. "I knew there was a reason I picked you." He smiled. "My Lola? Am I ever going to live down the red hair?"
He smiled and kissed her cheek. "No." He reached over and picked up his ring to look at it. It was simple white gold but beautiful none the less. While having ordered it himself, Sydney had called in to have the inscription. "Should I read it?" He asked her as she admired it.
"You haven't read it yet?"
"Nope." He picked up the ring and read the script inside. "My Guardian Angel. S.A.B to M.C.V. 06-17-04." It was simple and yet it said so much. He leaned down and kissed her. "I love you."
"I love you."
They paid for their extra purchases and started off. They returned to the apartment and entered. Sydney went into the bedroom and retrieved her overnight bag. It was already 1:00 in the afternoon and she was meeting Francie and Brigitte Vaughn at her old apartment at 1:30 for the final examination of her wedding dress before going to the rehearsal at 4:00 followed by dinner at 6:00.
She returned to the living room to find Vaughn standing at the counter that divided the living room and kitchen, drink in hand. She took his glass of juice and took a sip. "Thanks. Ok, I'm off to Francie's and then I will see you at 3:30." She reached into the jeweler's bag and extracted 4 boxes. "Your ring, Francie's necklace, Will's watch and my dad's cuff links. I think that's everything. Did you double check everything?" She turned to him after placing everything in her bag.
"Yeah." She started to leave to retrieve her coat when he stopped her and pulled her into his arms. "Don't go." He kissed her longingly and she melted against him.
"I have to." He made a small noise, almost a whimper, and she laughed airily. "I'll see you in a few hours."
"Yeah, but, you're going away tonight and tomorrow night." He was whining now and they both knew it.
"Michael, you and I spent a year not waking up together after we began dating; I think you can handle two nights." She smiled as she tried to break away, but he pulled her closer.
"Yeah, but I've gotten used to it now. I've spent almost 8 months waking up to you. I don't ever want to get used to waking up to on one again." She smiled at him and pulled him into a soft kiss.
"Sorry, babe." She pulled away and collected her stuff. "I'm going to see Francie and your mother and I will see you at the pier." She kissed his cheek and quickly exited before he could grab her again. Silently she admitted that if he had taken hold of her again she wouldn't have been able to leave, she wouldn't have wanted to.
Sydney arrived at the pier with Francie and Vaughn's mother to find her father, Vaughn, Weiss and the priest waiting for them. They walked through the ceremony a few time and made sure to remember as the where Marshall, Dixon and Will (who were all at work as it was Friday) would be standing.
At 5:30, as they prepared to leave for the restaurant, Sydney pulled her father aside as Vaughn led everyone else to the restaurant. She pulled out the cuff links from her pocket and handed the box to him. "I found these and I thought of you." She watched as her father opened the box. His eyes widened as he saw the cuff links. She felt her own eyes tear up as her father's eyes welled. "I saw them and felt that you could wear them tomorrow. I know you weren't always happy with my relationship with Michael, but you're my father and family and the only family I have right now. I just, I just . . ." She began to cry as her father stepped to her and enveloped her in his arms.
"I love you Sydney." He held her tight as a few tears fell from his eyes.
"I love you, Daddy."
They stood there for several moments before venturing off to the restaurant.
The dinner was amazing. Marshall, Dixon and Will all joined them and Sydney felt that couldn't have been happier.
Around 10:00 Sydney could fell the exhaustion creeping up on her and Vaughn caught on when she yawned loudly. "Go home, babe. You're exhausted and you are going to be Crazy Sydney tomorrow." She looked at him questioningly. "You know as well as I do that all day tomorrow you'll be running around to making sure everything is perfect." He smiled as he laughed lightly and they both rose from the table.
They made their way to their cars, everyone in good spirits. Both Vaughn and Sydney had arrived with someone else, Sydney with Francie and Vaughn with Weiss. Before entering the cars, Sydney and Vaughn turned to each other. "It's your second to last night as a single man. Planning anything wild and crazy?" She joked.
He paused for a moment and then smiled. "Actually, I am." She raised her eyebrows at him. "I'm going home and going to bed, thinking about the wonderful girl I am missing." He smiled.
"Hmm. Anyone I know?" She smirked.
"Yeah, I think you know her." He grasped her around the waist and pulled her into a kiss.
They stood there for several moments before Weiss leaned out of his car. "Break it up already you two! Geez, you're going to be apart for like a day, not the next three years!"
Sydney smiled as they pilled apart. Vaughn kissed the top of her head and leaned his forehead against hers. "I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Ok. I love you."
"I love you." They kissed softly once more before bounding into their cars.
She was woken the next morning with a start as the phone by her head rang. She picked it up and muttered a groggy hello.
"Donovan isn't nearly as nice to wake up to as you are." She smiled at his voice.
"Well that's because his nose is wet."
"Hmm. And he doesn't enjoy good morning kisses."
"Hmm." She whined. "I could use one of those right now."
"Yeah, who's crazy idea was it to not let the bride and groom see each other for a full 24 hours before the ceremony?'
"I don't know. But I'd love to introduce them to the Asian Dentist." Vaughn laughed at her remark as Francie entered Sydney's room to find her sitting up smiling and laughing.
Francie sighed as Sydney waved at her. "Morning, Mike!" Francie called as she went to start a pot of coffee.
Later that day, Mrs. Vaughn came over and the three girls ran through the checklist again to make sure everything was ready. At 2:00 in the afternoon, the door bell rang just as Sydney was in her dress, double checking that everything was all set. Sydney rushed from the room as the bell rang and quickly changed with Francie's help as Mrs. Vaughn answered the door. Sydney entered the living room to find her father sitting on the couch. "Dad? What are you doing here?"
"Honestly, I don't know. I debated with myself for two hours before coming here and now I'm having doubts."
"Dad." Sydney was getting scared. "Dad, what's wrong?"
"There was a phone call made to me this morning requesting my presence at the facility where your mother is. She wanted you to have this." He produced a black velvet box. "She said you knew the story behind them and she wanted you to have them for your wedding."
Sydney took the box from her father and opened it to reveal the diamond earrings that her mother had requested back after a conference Sydney had, had with her. Sydney sat down next to her father and closed the box. "I don't want them."
"Sydney . . ."
"No Dad. They were part of her family. I don't want anything to do with them. Tomorrow is the one time in my life I refuse to have something tainted by her. I won't do that to myself, Brigitte or Michael."
Jack nodded and reached into his pocket. "I figured as much, so I brought you these instead." He handed her another box containing a pair of exquisite three diamond earrings, dangling in a row. "They were my mothers. I want you to have them. I figured this could be your something old."
Sydney smiled at her father. "Thank you Daddy."
After her father left, Sydney went through her "bride list" again. "OK. Something old got it - my grandmother's diamond earrings. Something new, got it - my dress. Something borrowed, got it - The lovely pearl cross necklace that Brigitte is letting me borrow, thanks again. And something blue . . ."
"Got it!" Francie cried holding up the small tiara with the small veil protruding from the back that Sydney would be wearing. The tiara itself was laced with tiny blue jewels.
They spent the night watching old movies and eating popcorn. At 11:00 Sydney decided that she had, had enough and was going to bed. Before settling down in bed, she placed her cell phone on the nightstand. She and Vaughn had decided that if they needed anything they would call the cells as to not disturb anyone else in the homes, as Francie and Mrs. Vaughn were with her and Weiss was staying the night with Vaughn.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, her cell phone ran and after glancing at the clock, 12:20, she picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Joey's pizza?"
"Hmm. I wish I could go and see you."
"Me too. Me too. So what did you do tonight?"
"Oh, nothing. Just watched old movies."
"Let me guess, Gene Kelly marathon?"
Sydney smiled at his joke. "You bet! Your mother was ecstatic about it. She said she likes me even more now because I love Gene."
"I bet she did."
"So what did you do on your final night as a bachelor?"
"Played poker and drank a beer."
"*A* beer?"
"*YES*. I don't want to have a hangover tomorrow! You'd kill me."
"You're right, I would." She paused a moment. "I miss you."
"I miss you too."
"Promise me something?"
"Anything."
"Promise me that no matter what, we'll never do this again?"
"What, get married?" He joked with a laugh.
"NO! Go a day where we are told we cannot see each other. That we can't look at each other. I went 3 years with the restriction that I couldn't touch you, hold you. For three years I was told I couldn't love you. I can't do it again."
"I know. And I promise."
"Even if I'm 9 months pregnant and screaming at you and cursing you for ever touching me and basically your very existence?"
"Even that." He laughed.
"I'm lucky, you know. To have found you."
"No, Syd. I'm the lucky one."
"Goodnight, Michael. I love you."
"Goodnight, Lola. I love you too."
She smiled as she hung up the phone and settled down into her bed, her anticipation for the next day building as each minute passed and she drifted off to sleep.
A/N - there you go! Thanks for reading and don't to review! The wedding should be up by the end of the weekend. Thanks again! - Secret Agent Girl