Ok so who is IN LOVE WITH LAST NIGHT'S EPISODE? I didn't think it was possible, but I love Vaughn even more than I did before. Wow. I've been on an Alias-bonding high all day. Well, here's the next chapter. Kind of short, but my mind has been preoccupied with important Alias thoughts... like how I could convince Michael Vartan to marry me, even though I'm way too young for him. Not only is he quite the flirt, but he spoke French, and kicked some baddie ass in the alley. Wow. Oh, and how cute was Marshall, giving Sydney flowers. AWWWWW. Anyways... enough of my chatter. Here's the next chapter. I'm thrilled to have gotten over 200 reviews... so now I'm going for 250, or 300, or 1000. Whatevah. Reviews make me happy :)
Phone Call
An hour later, I had told Francie everything, or at least everything I could safely divulge.
"I haven't seen you this happy in forever, Syd," Francie said seriously, pulling a blanket around herself as she snuggled deeper into our couch.
"I haven't been this happy in a long time," I agreed, smiling brightly, trying unsuccessfully to hold back a giggle. "Oh my God," I said, grinning. "I feel like a thirteen year old girl. I can't believe I kissed him. I've been wanting to do that-" I paused, thinking. "Well, since I met him, really."
Francie returned my smile, just letting me ramble on.
"He's so... he's just-" I struggled and failed to find the word I was looking for. "God, he's a good kisser."
"Yeah?" Francie asked. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh yeah." And it had only been a single kiss. One of what I hoped would be many more to come.
"Well, I can't believe I almost screwed it up," Francie said wryly. Obviously she felt guilty.
"Yeah," I replied jokingly. "Well, if you had, I would've kicked your ass."
Francie laughed. "Sure Syd. You weigh like 50 pounds. You couldn't kick a cat's ass." I chuckled. If she only knew.
We sat in silence for a few moments.
"So," Francie said after awhile. "When are you seeing him again?"
"Tomorrow," I replied. Not nearly soon enough, as far as I was concerned.
"What's the plan?" Francie asked, still hungry for details. I realized that I didn't know. I shrugged.
At that moment, I heard a ringing from my room, and realized it was the cell phone Vaughn had given me. My eyes widened in excitement and flew to Francie. I felt bad about cutting short the little time we had to spend together, but I desperately wanted to answer the phone.
She laughed at the pleading expression in my eyes as the phone rang a second time.
"Go," she said, amused. "I'm headed to bed anyways."
"Thanks." I was up before she could finish her sentence, using all the skills I had learned from chasing the bad guys to get to the phone before Vaughn hung up. I reached the phone on the fourth ring, and I couldn't help but feel a bit proud at my sprinting abilities. I answered breathlessly.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey," Vaughn replied, sounding confused at my breathlessness. "Am I calling at a bad time?"
"No." I laughed. "I was just in a hurry to get to the phone. Besides, it's never a bad time to talk to you." I could almost hear him smiling on the other end of the line.
"Good," he said, and paused. "I missed your voice."
"I miss you," I replied without hesitation.
"You're coming to my place tomorrow." I paused, grinning at his stern tone. His mind was set. Not that I was complaining.
"Ok," I replied. "Can I ask what we're doing?" I said, curiosity taking over.
"Spending a boring evening at home, like a normal couple," he replied.
"We're not a normal couple?" I asked jokingly, the humor in my voice hiding how much his gesture meant to me. I longed to have a normal relationship with him.
"Not exactly, Syd," he replied, chuckling. "But tomorrow we will be. I'm getting us pizza, popcorn, and a couple movies."
"Sounds fun," I said, already looking forward to it.
"Just a warning, though," he continued. "You may have to share the couch with me-" my heart leapt at the thought. "-and Donovan," he finished. I laughed.
"You know," I said. "I think I'll be able to handle that, as long as Donovan is willing to share."
"I don't know," Vaughn kidded. "He's pretty stubborn." Vaughn paused. "But then, so are you."
"Vaughn," I whined, feigning anger. He chuckled.
"Meet me at the warehouse at 6:30 tomorrow. We'll go to my place from there."
"Ok," I said. "And Vaughn?"
"Yeah?" He replied softly.
"I love you."
"I love you, too, Sydney."
"See you tomorrow," I said, smiling broadly.
"I'll be counting the seconds," he replied. "Night, Syd."
"Night." I hung up the phone and collapsed into bed. I was asleep in minutes, my mind consumed for the first time in a year and a half with good dreams instead of nightmares.
So... a nice little bit of fluff for you on this lovely Monday evening. Who loves ALIAS? I do! Who loves Vaughn? I do (and so does Sydney). Who loves reviews? ME!! So please review!
Phone Call
An hour later, I had told Francie everything, or at least everything I could safely divulge.
"I haven't seen you this happy in forever, Syd," Francie said seriously, pulling a blanket around herself as she snuggled deeper into our couch.
"I haven't been this happy in a long time," I agreed, smiling brightly, trying unsuccessfully to hold back a giggle. "Oh my God," I said, grinning. "I feel like a thirteen year old girl. I can't believe I kissed him. I've been wanting to do that-" I paused, thinking. "Well, since I met him, really."
Francie returned my smile, just letting me ramble on.
"He's so... he's just-" I struggled and failed to find the word I was looking for. "God, he's a good kisser."
"Yeah?" Francie asked. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh yeah." And it had only been a single kiss. One of what I hoped would be many more to come.
"Well, I can't believe I almost screwed it up," Francie said wryly. Obviously she felt guilty.
"Yeah," I replied jokingly. "Well, if you had, I would've kicked your ass."
Francie laughed. "Sure Syd. You weigh like 50 pounds. You couldn't kick a cat's ass." I chuckled. If she only knew.
We sat in silence for a few moments.
"So," Francie said after awhile. "When are you seeing him again?"
"Tomorrow," I replied. Not nearly soon enough, as far as I was concerned.
"What's the plan?" Francie asked, still hungry for details. I realized that I didn't know. I shrugged.
At that moment, I heard a ringing from my room, and realized it was the cell phone Vaughn had given me. My eyes widened in excitement and flew to Francie. I felt bad about cutting short the little time we had to spend together, but I desperately wanted to answer the phone.
She laughed at the pleading expression in my eyes as the phone rang a second time.
"Go," she said, amused. "I'm headed to bed anyways."
"Thanks." I was up before she could finish her sentence, using all the skills I had learned from chasing the bad guys to get to the phone before Vaughn hung up. I reached the phone on the fourth ring, and I couldn't help but feel a bit proud at my sprinting abilities. I answered breathlessly.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey," Vaughn replied, sounding confused at my breathlessness. "Am I calling at a bad time?"
"No." I laughed. "I was just in a hurry to get to the phone. Besides, it's never a bad time to talk to you." I could almost hear him smiling on the other end of the line.
"Good," he said, and paused. "I missed your voice."
"I miss you," I replied without hesitation.
"You're coming to my place tomorrow." I paused, grinning at his stern tone. His mind was set. Not that I was complaining.
"Ok," I replied. "Can I ask what we're doing?" I said, curiosity taking over.
"Spending a boring evening at home, like a normal couple," he replied.
"We're not a normal couple?" I asked jokingly, the humor in my voice hiding how much his gesture meant to me. I longed to have a normal relationship with him.
"Not exactly, Syd," he replied, chuckling. "But tomorrow we will be. I'm getting us pizza, popcorn, and a couple movies."
"Sounds fun," I said, already looking forward to it.
"Just a warning, though," he continued. "You may have to share the couch with me-" my heart leapt at the thought. "-and Donovan," he finished. I laughed.
"You know," I said. "I think I'll be able to handle that, as long as Donovan is willing to share."
"I don't know," Vaughn kidded. "He's pretty stubborn." Vaughn paused. "But then, so are you."
"Vaughn," I whined, feigning anger. He chuckled.
"Meet me at the warehouse at 6:30 tomorrow. We'll go to my place from there."
"Ok," I said. "And Vaughn?"
"Yeah?" He replied softly.
"I love you."
"I love you, too, Sydney."
"See you tomorrow," I said, smiling broadly.
"I'll be counting the seconds," he replied. "Night, Syd."
"Night." I hung up the phone and collapsed into bed. I was asleep in minutes, my mind consumed for the first time in a year and a half with good dreams instead of nightmares.
So... a nice little bit of fluff for you on this lovely Monday evening. Who loves ALIAS? I do! Who loves Vaughn? I do (and so does Sydney). Who loves reviews? ME!! So please review!