Come Back to Me
Chapter Seven
Sydney rested her head on the pillow. Will held onto her hand as Sydney breathed in deeply. "This is so stupid." Sydney commented quietly to Will.
He laughed a little. "Yeah. You already know all the breathing techniques to divert pain."
Sydney smiled. "This better be useful."
"It will be."
"Okay, next, we need the daddies to lift her head up and count to three."
Will did as he was told. "Okay, mommies, time to breath. Hehehehehooo..."
Sydney did that, but rolled her eyes while doing so.
"You need to concentrate, Syd."
"I don't wanna."
"You have to."
"But Dad...."
Will brushed a stray hair from her face. Sydney stared into his blue eyes and Will averted his gaze. Sydney smiled a little.
"Hey, Will."
"Yes."
"Thank you for being her for all of this."
"Hey, you're my best friend, Sydney. I'd do anything for you."
"You already have."
The moment had passed and both went back to the breathing exercises. Will asked, his voice low, "Have you talked to Vaughn lately?"
"What?"
"I was just wondering."
"Why?"
"He's been worried about you, Sydney."
"How do you know?"
"He calls me to check up on you."
"He does what?"
"You won't talk to him and he knows that I'm the one that's doing the whole baby thing with you, so he calls to find out how you are."
Sydney blushed prettily.
"He doesn't give up, does he?"
"Apparantly not."
"I'll talk to him after this class, okay?"
"You promise?"
"Yes."
Will nodded. "Okay. Now breathe."
Sydney shook her head, but did as she was told.
"Vaughn." He answered, wearily. Sydney wouldn't talk to him. Will kept him pretty well informed, but it just wasn't the same.
"This isn't Joey's Pizza?"
"No. Wrong number." Vaughn broke into a grin as he hung up the phone. Weiss stopped by his office.
"Whoa, what is that grin for?"
"She wants to talk."
"That's great, man. Tell her I said hey."
"I will." Vaughn stood up and headed to his car.
He waited patiently for her in the warehouse. She came in slowly, her pace heavy. Vaughn hopped up and found a very pregnant Sydney in front of him. "Wow. You're showing now."
"Thanks!"
"No, you still look beautiful, I mean, you look great, I mean, I'm going to shut up."
Sydney shrugged. "I am six months pregnant, Vaughn."
"How are you doing?"
"Quite well. The baby is healthy. The doctors think that it'll be a good pregnancy for me. They said it's because I'm in such good shape."
Vaughn smiled a little.
"Still don't know what it is?"
"Nope. I am not going to find out."
"How are you doing, otherwise?"
Sydney sighed and looked at an oil stain on the floor.
"I'm getting better. It doesn't hurt quite as much."
"That's good."
"I still miss him."
"I know. But he left." Vaughn had to play dumb. He couldn't let her know he knew.
"Yeah."
Vaughn took her hand.
"You know I'm here for you."
"I do. I wish you could be my coach. But that would get you, me, and the little one killed. Will does a pretty good job. He's so sweet to me. He's been taking good care of me."
"I've missed you, Sydney."
"I missed you, too, Michael." Her tongue stumbled over the use of his first name.
He nodded slowly.
"I just wasn't ready to face you yet."
"Why?"
"I thought you would be disappointed."
"That you're having a baby? Of course not. I think it's amazing."
He thought to himself *I just wish it wasn't a murderers child.*
"Do you want to talk about anything?"
"No. I just wanted to tell you that I was okay. Will said you were worried."
"Fink."
Sydney laughed briefly. "He was worried about me, too. He knows that you were my rock for so long. He wanted me to keep the stability."
"So I should thank him."
"Probably."
They fell quiet.
"I should go."
"I guess. But, Sydney, call me if you ever need anything."
"I will." She kissed his cheek lightly before making her way out the door.
Chapter Seven
Sydney rested her head on the pillow. Will held onto her hand as Sydney breathed in deeply. "This is so stupid." Sydney commented quietly to Will.
He laughed a little. "Yeah. You already know all the breathing techniques to divert pain."
Sydney smiled. "This better be useful."
"It will be."
"Okay, next, we need the daddies to lift her head up and count to three."
Will did as he was told. "Okay, mommies, time to breath. Hehehehehooo..."
Sydney did that, but rolled her eyes while doing so.
"You need to concentrate, Syd."
"I don't wanna."
"You have to."
"But Dad...."
Will brushed a stray hair from her face. Sydney stared into his blue eyes and Will averted his gaze. Sydney smiled a little.
"Hey, Will."
"Yes."
"Thank you for being her for all of this."
"Hey, you're my best friend, Sydney. I'd do anything for you."
"You already have."
The moment had passed and both went back to the breathing exercises. Will asked, his voice low, "Have you talked to Vaughn lately?"
"What?"
"I was just wondering."
"Why?"
"He's been worried about you, Sydney."
"How do you know?"
"He calls me to check up on you."
"He does what?"
"You won't talk to him and he knows that I'm the one that's doing the whole baby thing with you, so he calls to find out how you are."
Sydney blushed prettily.
"He doesn't give up, does he?"
"Apparantly not."
"I'll talk to him after this class, okay?"
"You promise?"
"Yes."
Will nodded. "Okay. Now breathe."
Sydney shook her head, but did as she was told.
"Vaughn." He answered, wearily. Sydney wouldn't talk to him. Will kept him pretty well informed, but it just wasn't the same.
"This isn't Joey's Pizza?"
"No. Wrong number." Vaughn broke into a grin as he hung up the phone. Weiss stopped by his office.
"Whoa, what is that grin for?"
"She wants to talk."
"That's great, man. Tell her I said hey."
"I will." Vaughn stood up and headed to his car.
He waited patiently for her in the warehouse. She came in slowly, her pace heavy. Vaughn hopped up and found a very pregnant Sydney in front of him. "Wow. You're showing now."
"Thanks!"
"No, you still look beautiful, I mean, you look great, I mean, I'm going to shut up."
Sydney shrugged. "I am six months pregnant, Vaughn."
"How are you doing?"
"Quite well. The baby is healthy. The doctors think that it'll be a good pregnancy for me. They said it's because I'm in such good shape."
Vaughn smiled a little.
"Still don't know what it is?"
"Nope. I am not going to find out."
"How are you doing, otherwise?"
Sydney sighed and looked at an oil stain on the floor.
"I'm getting better. It doesn't hurt quite as much."
"That's good."
"I still miss him."
"I know. But he left." Vaughn had to play dumb. He couldn't let her know he knew.
"Yeah."
Vaughn took her hand.
"You know I'm here for you."
"I do. I wish you could be my coach. But that would get you, me, and the little one killed. Will does a pretty good job. He's so sweet to me. He's been taking good care of me."
"I've missed you, Sydney."
"I missed you, too, Michael." Her tongue stumbled over the use of his first name.
He nodded slowly.
"I just wasn't ready to face you yet."
"Why?"
"I thought you would be disappointed."
"That you're having a baby? Of course not. I think it's amazing."
He thought to himself *I just wish it wasn't a murderers child.*
"Do you want to talk about anything?"
"No. I just wanted to tell you that I was okay. Will said you were worried."
"Fink."
Sydney laughed briefly. "He was worried about me, too. He knows that you were my rock for so long. He wanted me to keep the stability."
"So I should thank him."
"Probably."
They fell quiet.
"I should go."
"I guess. But, Sydney, call me if you ever need anything."
"I will." She kissed his cheek lightly before making her way out the door.