Wow, I have another chapter here. This story is wrapping up. Yes, sad but true. All good things must come to an end. And hopefully, this story for you is a good thing. Is it? Well, please review it. I like it when I see the numbers go up… anyway for all of you people who have reviewed thank you. And because you asked for it, there is a balance of both S/V fluff, and SD-6's reaction. I think there's a even balance, although, the next chapter will be a lot like this one where it is half of SD-6's reaction, and half S/V.
But I really want to know if people want to see a sequel. What I was thinking was of just adding a several chapter epliolge, but if people want a full fledged, sequel, then I will consider writing one… drop it in your review, or if you would like, I also take suggestions at my email at s5810@psd.k12.co.us or charmedgal005@yahoo.com so email me. Heck, if you're bored, and just feel like sending someone an email for the heck of it, email me too. I don't care if you babble on and on about how your cat is evil (I swear, mine is) or how you want to kill yourself (please don't!) or any other random thing (random things are good, especially act of kindness) I will read it, and put my three cents in, because everyone deserves more than two cents.
Wow, that was a long AN. So on with the story.
They looked into each other's eyes for a long time. As Vaughn looked deep into Sydney's eyes, he couldn't help but feel love for her. He could remotely sense the love he felt right back, which he felt was a good sign. Neither one wanted to look away. But they knew that someone had to look away. Vaughn didn't want it to be him. Lucky for him, he didn't have to be the one. "We're not on break, we better be back." Sydney said.
"Yeah." Vaughn said. The two began to walk down the hall way. Vaughn reached over and took Sydney's hand. Sydney smiled. He had forgiven her. They passed two agents who gave them dirty looks. They were still employees of the CIA. They still couldn't date. But the agents flashed them a smile after their initial reaction to reassure them that their secret was safe. Vaughn and Sydney looked at each other and unlinked their hands.
"Will you be there?"
"Will I be where?"
"By my side when I tell everyone?"
"Where else would I be?"
"I don't know. But I want you to be there."
"I'll be there until the ends of the earth."
"That is sweet, but if things go as I know they will, it will be the end of the earth."
"But I'll be there."
"Thank you." Sydney quietly walked into the large room. She hadn't noticed it before. And she had been away from the room for long periods before, and this was relatively short, but the room smelt bad. Really, really bad. Sort of like the smell of a high school locker room, without the smelly sprays that all the girls use, only more intense, and there was a hint of sulfur as well. She figured that the reason that she suddenly noticed the smell was that this was the first time she felt a strong sense of anticipation. She had a small sense of anticipation when she was first thrown in, but she knew that she would be ok. Her anticipation grew when she returned as a CIA agent. But she got over it when she knew that they didn't know. This was the first time that the feeling was this intense, making all of her senses more keen. And sadly, that included her smell.
Sydney walked to the center of the room, Vaughn was close at tow. The agents stared at Sydney. "Can I have everyone's attention please?" She yelled. Her voice echoed. A few of the agents on the outlying walls came in closer to hear, but few moved. It didn't matter if everyone was facing her; Sydney could tell that she had everyone's full attention. "There is something I want, and feel you should know. SD-6 is not part of the CIA…" Sydney started to tell her tale. "The only reason you guys are still here is for your safety. If we were to let you guys go, Sloane, or someone from the Alliance will likely hunt you down, and kill you and everyone close to you. They have no mercy. Your cooperation is really, really appreciated." Sydney ended. A few of the agents rolled their eyes at many of the parts, but Sydney felt herself convinced. The evidence was definitely for her side. Considering all the evidence was true. When she finished everyone was quiet. Her words stung in the air. For some in the room, the words felt surreal. Nobody said anything. Sydney stood there in the center of the room. She didn't know what to do.
"I think you need to give them time." Vaughn quietly said. Sydney nodded, and walked away. There were quiet whispers as she walked out.
"Sydney, you're off." Weiss said, as the two walked out of the room.
"Thanks Weiss." Sydney kept looking straight ahead. Vaughn, who stayed behind to talk to Weiss for a second, came jogging up behind her.
"I think that went well." He said.
"I think I sounded convincing."
"We'll just wait and see."
"Are you off?"
"Yup."
"I want to get out of here."
"It is still too dangerous."
"Says who?"
"Me."
"And that's right; you're in charge of this base."
"Who told you that?"
"The agent that gave us the phone."
"Do you think differently of me?"
"Because you're the boss of me?"
"No, because I'm the boss of everyone."
"No."
"Good, because I would bend over backwards to get you your way."
"You are so sweet."
"I pride myself at that."
"So, we're both off, what do you want to do." Sydney asked. She paused, listening to her own words. "Woah, that brought back childhood flashbacks."
"Do tell while we walk to the break room."
"Well, my friends and I would always say, what do you want to do, and then they would go, I don't know, what you want to do. And it would continue for a while. We'd all get fed up with it that we'd go ride our bikes." Sydney explained. "You so did not need to hear that."
"It's ok. I know what I want to do, to save us both a step."
"What?"
"Ride bikes." Vaughn joked as the two stopped in front of the door to the break room. Vaughn looked through the window. "There is someone in there. Do you still want to go in?"
Sydney took a look herself. "It's just my dad, I think we'll be ok, as long as well, we just act like friends."
"Fair. So you agree with me."
"About what?"
"We should wait until we tell everyone."
Sydney took a deep breath, ready to explain what she had been feeling for the past two days. "No, I want to tell everyone now, but it is too dangerous for your job. I mean my job doesn't sit as precariously by going out with you, I'm just going to resign after all of this, but you, you're job sits more haphazardly."
"You're worth the risk."
"In twenty five minutes you have flattered me three times. I'm impressed."
"Thank you." Vaughn leaned in to give Sydney a kiss, but she opened the door, and went inside before he had the chance, just to play games with him.
Vaughn whispered in his ear, something he had wanted to say for three days now. "I love you." He told her.
Sydney was caught off guard. She wasn't expecting that. Still in shock, she sat down next to her father. "Hi Dad." She said. Vaughn sensed her shock, and sat in the arm chair.
"Hi." Jack Bristow put his newspaper down.
"Can I have the front page?" She asked.
"Since when have you read the paper?" Her father asked. It was a game they played. Sydney smiled. Something about her father being in that room made him want to play that game. It was one that they hadn't played since she was 15.
"Since I don't know where they put the comics." She decided to play.
"Since when do read the comics?"
"Since I needed to get a laugh out of life."
"Since…"
"Daddy, that game was fun when I was younger, but it's kinda old now."
"I know." Jack handed Sydney the front page, where Sydney began to read the headlines.
"Could I have the remote please?" Vaughn asked, pointing to the remote next to Jack. Jack tossed it to him. Vaughn turned on the TV, and immediately channeled to ESPN. He smiled at the irony. It was the Tour de France, a major bike race. Sydney looked over her paper, and flashed a smile in Vaughn's direction.
"I love you too." She mouthed, when her father was looking intently at his paper. The two lovers smiled at each other.