Alias - Stalking the Truth
by theONLYone -|therealonlyone@yahoo.com|-
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They seemed to drive forever. Sydney didn't mind. Neither did Vaughn. Both of them needed a little un-hysterically hectic time in their days, and this seemed to be perfect.
"We should do this more often."
"What?"
"You know, this."
"Drive around aimlessly?"
"Yeah."
"I guess."
Vaughn pressed his lips together. He had said that to sort of break the silence, but it hadn't started a full-blown conversation. He wiped the moisture off his left hand on his leg, quickly putting it back on the wheel. Next to him Sydney shifted her seat.
"There's a gas station. You want to switch again or are you comfortable?"
Vaughn could hear the anticipation in her voice. If she wanted to keep herself busy by driving, it was fine with him.
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Sydney's grip tightened on the steering wheel. She had been driving for about twenty-five minutes; they had switched at the border. No one else had been sighted for at least the last ten minutes, and there weren't any cops around so Sydney sped.
The car was still heading southeast towards the middle of Arizona. It's not like they had discussed their destination; Vaughn had not said anything, not even when they switched seats, so Sydney just kept driving. A few more minutes passed.
Sydney knew she should say something about her flight—SD-6 would get highly suspicious if she missed it. With all Dixon knew, or thought he knew, he would immediately report her to security section: not a good event seeing as she was already being pinned as a possible mole. She went over the words in her head and parted her lips.
"Watch out!" Vaughn shouted.
She swerved but the giant pot hole was too big for the car to get around. The rear left tire was stuck.
Vaughn and Sydney jumped out of the car, both rushing to the tire to inspect the damage. Vaughn looked around and saw no one. "Come on, we can get this one out. You lift there on the side and I'll pick up the back."
Sydney nodded. "On three. One... two... three!" They grunted, trying to the wheel out of the depression in the road. "Stop, I'll come over there."
"You don't need—" but she was already there. Sydney counted again and both pulled the bumper up, not effortlessly though. Finally, the tire seemed to move a little bit. They continued to lift and push the car until all four wheels were on the same level of ground.
"Whew." Sydney breathed a sigh of relief. Vaughn took of his suit jacket and draped it on the roof, his gun easily seen by Sydney. At least someone was packing; she didn't have anything because she was supposed to be getting on an airplane.
Oh yeah, Japan. "Vaughn, how am I going to get to Japan?"
"Japan?" It took him a second to remember. "We can get a jet or heli out here."
"How? Our phones just happen to be out of service."
"There's a satellite phone in the car."
Ah. That would work. Sydney sat on the trunk of the car, leaned back on the windshield and on part of Vaughn's coat. It was humid; she was sweating in her cotton shirt.
"Dixon's going to wonder. He's trying to piece everything together."
"Don't worry, Syd, he won't. There are way too many pieces in this puzzle."
"What about the fi—" She remembered that Vaughn hadn't gone home yet. "I guess he won't."
Vaughn could sense her worry. That was how well they knew each other. He placed his hand on her's instinctively, trying to relieve her of her tension. Hesitantly, he squeezed it; gently, more for the reason of touching her than relaxing her. It was the pier all over again. Except this time it was hot outside. And she wasn't crying.
He looked at her; she smiled back at him. He let go and turned back towards the car, going around to the driver's side. Sydney sat next to him, holding his jacket in her lap. The engine revved, and they were off. Continuing their journey to nowhere.
a/n i know, this is the shortest chapter yet, but i thought it was cute. okay, i'm losing it. just read, review, and click 'Next.' i just realized that vaughn's driven like four different cars in this story. ha ha. everyone watch The Passage on 12/1: tOo
by theONLYone -|therealonlyone@yahoo.com|-
(key:) = - scene change, [xy:] - voiceover by xy, /*/*\*\ - flashback, \*\*/*/ - end flashback
=====
They seemed to drive forever. Sydney didn't mind. Neither did Vaughn. Both of them needed a little un-hysterically hectic time in their days, and this seemed to be perfect.
"We should do this more often."
"What?"
"You know, this."
"Drive around aimlessly?"
"Yeah."
"I guess."
Vaughn pressed his lips together. He had said that to sort of break the silence, but it hadn't started a full-blown conversation. He wiped the moisture off his left hand on his leg, quickly putting it back on the wheel. Next to him Sydney shifted her seat.
"There's a gas station. You want to switch again or are you comfortable?"
Vaughn could hear the anticipation in her voice. If she wanted to keep herself busy by driving, it was fine with him.
=====
Sydney's grip tightened on the steering wheel. She had been driving for about twenty-five minutes; they had switched at the border. No one else had been sighted for at least the last ten minutes, and there weren't any cops around so Sydney sped.
The car was still heading southeast towards the middle of Arizona. It's not like they had discussed their destination; Vaughn had not said anything, not even when they switched seats, so Sydney just kept driving. A few more minutes passed.
Sydney knew she should say something about her flight—SD-6 would get highly suspicious if she missed it. With all Dixon knew, or thought he knew, he would immediately report her to security section: not a good event seeing as she was already being pinned as a possible mole. She went over the words in her head and parted her lips.
"Watch out!" Vaughn shouted.
She swerved but the giant pot hole was too big for the car to get around. The rear left tire was stuck.
Vaughn and Sydney jumped out of the car, both rushing to the tire to inspect the damage. Vaughn looked around and saw no one. "Come on, we can get this one out. You lift there on the side and I'll pick up the back."
Sydney nodded. "On three. One... two... three!" They grunted, trying to the wheel out of the depression in the road. "Stop, I'll come over there."
"You don't need—" but she was already there. Sydney counted again and both pulled the bumper up, not effortlessly though. Finally, the tire seemed to move a little bit. They continued to lift and push the car until all four wheels were on the same level of ground.
"Whew." Sydney breathed a sigh of relief. Vaughn took of his suit jacket and draped it on the roof, his gun easily seen by Sydney. At least someone was packing; she didn't have anything because she was supposed to be getting on an airplane.
Oh yeah, Japan. "Vaughn, how am I going to get to Japan?"
"Japan?" It took him a second to remember. "We can get a jet or heli out here."
"How? Our phones just happen to be out of service."
"There's a satellite phone in the car."
Ah. That would work. Sydney sat on the trunk of the car, leaned back on the windshield and on part of Vaughn's coat. It was humid; she was sweating in her cotton shirt.
"Dixon's going to wonder. He's trying to piece everything together."
"Don't worry, Syd, he won't. There are way too many pieces in this puzzle."
"What about the fi—" She remembered that Vaughn hadn't gone home yet. "I guess he won't."
Vaughn could sense her worry. That was how well they knew each other. He placed his hand on her's instinctively, trying to relieve her of her tension. Hesitantly, he squeezed it; gently, more for the reason of touching her than relaxing her. It was the pier all over again. Except this time it was hot outside. And she wasn't crying.
He looked at her; she smiled back at him. He let go and turned back towards the car, going around to the driver's side. Sydney sat next to him, holding his jacket in her lap. The engine revved, and they were off. Continuing their journey to nowhere.
a/n i know, this is the shortest chapter yet, but i thought it was cute. okay, i'm losing it. just read, review, and click 'Next.' i just realized that vaughn's driven like four different cars in this story. ha ha. everyone watch The Passage on 12/1: tOo