The flight home was nice. Vaughn and Sydney relaxed around one another.
Every once in awhile Sydney would look over, and meet eyes with Vaughn and
smile, a sort of secret smile. Sydney was relieved that Vaughn didn't seem
to think it was a mistake.
When Sydney got home, she dropped onto her bed, exhausted.
"Rough day at the office?" Will appeared in the doorway.
"Sort of." Sydney didn't look up, but motioned for Will to come in. He sat on the edge of the bed, and she got up and faced him.
"Well. you do look tired, but also malnourished. So I was thinking, because I know this place."
Sydney mocked surprise. "Will Tippin are you asking me out to dinner?"
Will laughed. "Hmm. despite those circles under your eyes you are in a surprisingly good mood. Something I should know?"
Sydney became slightly somber. Will. She had forgotten about him in her moments with Vaughn. Completely forgot. "No, nothing at all. How about that dinner?"
Will smiled and offered her a hand and a pull off the bed. "Lets roll."
After the airport, Vaughn went to the office. He checked in with Devlin on a few things. He felt as those Devlin could see right through him. Did he know what had happened? But Devlin said almost nothing about their overnight stay in London, except that he was glad that they had no further troubles. Vaughn sat down at his desk and let out a great sigh of relief. He filed some papers, but after about thirty minutes, the words he was typing started to blur together. It was time for him to go home.
Vaughn came home to his apartment, too happy to move. At the office he had been feeling tired after the long flight, but now that he was home he had so much energy, and he had to get it out. Donovan, his dog, excitedly jumped at him. Taking the dog was always a bit of a hassle though, and Vaughn scratched the dog lovingly hard behind the ears.
"Not tonight guy. But hey, I promise you'll get a treat tonight." Donovan licked Vaughn's hand gratefully. Vaughn didn't feel quite so guilty about leaving the lovable mutt behind.
Vaughn ran into his bedroom and changed into sweats. Grabbing a key he jogged out the door and down the block.
"So, can we um. talk?" Will's eyes glanced around casually but nervously.
Sydney brought out her lipstick and set it on the table. "No bugs," she said with a smile. "How is your research going?"
Will grimaced. "I'm not sure what to make of it. It is like something out of a movie. The government selecting children to be spies and assassins? It's incredible."
"Yea." Sydney looked down at her plate, feeling a little sad at the idea of Project Christmas. Her dad had betrayed her with that. He wasn't the man she thought he was.
"Syd? What's wrong?" Will looked worried.
"Nothing." Sydney shook her head, trying to reassure herself. "Nothing."
Sydney was relieved when Will smiled at her, and launched into a joke he had gotten in an email earlier that day.
After dinner, Sydney felt stuffed and a bit antsy. Sometimes being around Will did that to her. They would be talking, and then she would notice this look in his eyes as he looked at her. The look. Her love life was already so complicated, she didn't need one of her best friends to now think he was in love too. Ahh. Just the mere thought of her love life took her back to the hotel with Vaughn. Suddenly she needed a cold shower. As if on cue she heard Will start the shower for himself. Oh well, she thought. Maybe a run will help me clear my mind.
When Sydney got home, she dropped onto her bed, exhausted.
"Rough day at the office?" Will appeared in the doorway.
"Sort of." Sydney didn't look up, but motioned for Will to come in. He sat on the edge of the bed, and she got up and faced him.
"Well. you do look tired, but also malnourished. So I was thinking, because I know this place."
Sydney mocked surprise. "Will Tippin are you asking me out to dinner?"
Will laughed. "Hmm. despite those circles under your eyes you are in a surprisingly good mood. Something I should know?"
Sydney became slightly somber. Will. She had forgotten about him in her moments with Vaughn. Completely forgot. "No, nothing at all. How about that dinner?"
Will smiled and offered her a hand and a pull off the bed. "Lets roll."
After the airport, Vaughn went to the office. He checked in with Devlin on a few things. He felt as those Devlin could see right through him. Did he know what had happened? But Devlin said almost nothing about their overnight stay in London, except that he was glad that they had no further troubles. Vaughn sat down at his desk and let out a great sigh of relief. He filed some papers, but after about thirty minutes, the words he was typing started to blur together. It was time for him to go home.
Vaughn came home to his apartment, too happy to move. At the office he had been feeling tired after the long flight, but now that he was home he had so much energy, and he had to get it out. Donovan, his dog, excitedly jumped at him. Taking the dog was always a bit of a hassle though, and Vaughn scratched the dog lovingly hard behind the ears.
"Not tonight guy. But hey, I promise you'll get a treat tonight." Donovan licked Vaughn's hand gratefully. Vaughn didn't feel quite so guilty about leaving the lovable mutt behind.
Vaughn ran into his bedroom and changed into sweats. Grabbing a key he jogged out the door and down the block.
"So, can we um. talk?" Will's eyes glanced around casually but nervously.
Sydney brought out her lipstick and set it on the table. "No bugs," she said with a smile. "How is your research going?"
Will grimaced. "I'm not sure what to make of it. It is like something out of a movie. The government selecting children to be spies and assassins? It's incredible."
"Yea." Sydney looked down at her plate, feeling a little sad at the idea of Project Christmas. Her dad had betrayed her with that. He wasn't the man she thought he was.
"Syd? What's wrong?" Will looked worried.
"Nothing." Sydney shook her head, trying to reassure herself. "Nothing."
Sydney was relieved when Will smiled at her, and launched into a joke he had gotten in an email earlier that day.
After dinner, Sydney felt stuffed and a bit antsy. Sometimes being around Will did that to her. They would be talking, and then she would notice this look in his eyes as he looked at her. The look. Her love life was already so complicated, she didn't need one of her best friends to now think he was in love too. Ahh. Just the mere thought of her love life took her back to the hotel with Vaughn. Suddenly she needed a cold shower. As if on cue she heard Will start the shower for himself. Oh well, she thought. Maybe a run will help me clear my mind.