TITLE: Past
AUTHOR: Carrie
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere just let me know so I can visit
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Alias or any of the characters that appear on the show.
NOTE: Thanks soooo much for all the reviews!! They really keep me going. Sorry about the long delay between chapters, but midterms suck ass!!! Hope you like this chapter!! Keep Reviewing!!
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The week went excruciatingly slowly, at least in Vaughn's opinion. He couldn't wait until Friday. He was going to be in Sydney's house. With her friends. With her. It had been torture not being able to kiss her or hug her or even hold her hand when they went out. Hopefully, they could have some private time on Friday.
All week long, they'd been exchanging looks, and it was killing him. Every time he'd catch her eyes he could see the hunger in them which he was sure was reflected in his as well.
On Friday morning, Sloane called Sydney, Vaughn, Jack and Marshall into the conference room. Jack and Marshall sat on one side of the table, Sydney and Vaughn on the other, their legs brushing against each other as they were seated.
"Good morning," Sloane began. "Okay, this is Domenico de Mazzoni." Sloane stated as a picture of a man flashed up on the screen. The man was probably around fifty, with dark eyes and salt and pepper hair. "He lives in a large chateau outside of Genoa, Italy. We've received intel that he may be storing, or even manufacturing weapons, most likely guns, in the sub- basement of the chateau. Your mission is to get into the facility and photograph, possibly retrieve these items. Mazzoni is having a fiftieth birthday ball for his wife this coming Tuesday and Sydney, your name will be on the list. Vaughn, you'll be on comms. I'm informing you early of this mission because I want you to be very prepared, being your first mission and all." Sloane finished. Vaughn nodded. "Marshall." Sloane said, indicating it was his turn.
"Hi everyone. Mr. Vaughn. Nice to have you here." Marshall said, Vaughn smiled and nodded at Marshall. "Right, okay. Well this guy has electronic locks for every door in the house, as well as a surveillance system. You know, guys watching TV screens and stuff. Okay. The locks require key cards, so I made this," Marshall said, holding up a tube of lipstick. "Okay it unrolls a little like so," he said, unrolling the tube, "and becomes..a universal key card." Marshall said, smiling proudly. "Okay this will get you into the surveillance room. Well, it'll get you anywhere, but you need to get into the surveillance room to leave this," he said, holding up a small compact. "It'll allow Mr. Vaughn to hack into the system. You can come into my office, well not really my office kind of just a space or whatever. Well you can come and I'll show you how to do all the computer stuff." Marshall said.
Vaughn nodded. "Thanks." He said. Marshall smiled and continued.
"Once everything is under control with surveillance, Miss. Bristow, you can get into the sub-basement. Once your there, you can either take pictures with this," he held up the camera that she'd seen before, "or if you need to take something with you, this purse, which I think is very stylish right now, I don't know if you do. Anyway, it opens up like so," Marshall demonstrated, "into a large bag that'll still be fashionable, but large enough to hold a weapon." Marshall finished, smiling proudly about all his new tech.
The meeting dispersed and Sydney walked back to her desk, and Vaughn went to go meet Marshall. He had to say that he liked Marshall. The guy was obviously brilliant and he was really good at his job. It saddened Vaughn that he was caught up in all this. Marshall showed him how to hack into the system and replace the picture that the guards saw with one of the blank hallway, while at the same time watching what was actually happening so that he could "Ensure Miss. Bristow's safety." Marshall obviously really liked Sydney. Vaughn left Marshall's office and went back to his desk, doing some research on Genoa for their mission. By the time five o'clock rolled around, he was definitely ready to go. He stopped by Sydney's desk on his way out, where she was packing up to leave as well.
"Hey," He said, "I'm heading out."
"Yeah me too, pretty soon." She replied. "So I'll see you tonight?" she asked, hoping he hadn't changed his mind.
"Definitely." Vaughn said. He smiled at her, letting her know that he wouldn't miss it for the world.
"Great." Sydney replied, her relief evident. "Come over anytime after seven."
"Okay, see you then." Vaughn said, walking away from Sydney's desk.
Sydney watched Vaughn walk away, already buzzing with excitement for tonight. When he was out of sight she began packing up her things, unaware that her father had been watching the whole exchange.
"So what's tonight?" Jack startled her as he approached her desk.
Sydney was surprised, but was too happy to make a comment about his eaves dropping. "I'm just having some friends over and I invited Vaughn. Sloane said that I should get to know him better." Sydney said smugly.
Jack narrowed his eyes at her. "Sydney," he said, not needing to elaborate. The tone of his voice and the look in his eyes said it all.
"Vaughn and I are just friends." She said, "We're going to be working very closely together, and it's important that we're comfortable with each other." Sydney was feeling pretty good. She knew that her father couldn't exactly give her a lecture about CIA protocol in the middle of SD-6, so she just continued packing up her things. "Have a good weekend Dad." She said as she brushed passed him.
Once Sydney arrived home she immediately got to work. She only had a little more than an hour to get everything ready. Ordinarily, she wouldn't really care what the place looked like just for her friends, but this was the first time that Vaughn was going to be in her house and she wanted everything to look nice. Francie arrived home just as Sydney was dragging out the vacuum. Francie stood and laughed at her for a moment before pushing Sydney aside. "Go," she said, "Get ready, I'll do this."
Sydney smiled and dropped the miscellaneous vacuum parts and ran into her room. She had no idea what to wear. She wanted to look casual, but sexy. She didn't want to look like she was trying to impress him, but she wanted him to want her. This was going to be their first real night together away from the eyes of SD-6 or CIA and she was determined to take advantage of it.
Finally, she decided on jeans and a black wrap-around shirt. She put on minimal make up and fluffed up her hair so that it had some body. She checked her watch and saw that it was already seven, people should be arriving any minute now. She looked at herself one last time in the mirror and walked out into the living room. As soon as she entered the area, Will and Amy walked in the front door.
"Hey," he said as he spotted Sydney.
"Hey Will, Amy." She said, walking up to them.
Will looked Sydney up and down. "You look nice." He commented. Sydney smiled. "What's the occasion?" he questioned.
Sydney became flustered at his comment, but hid it well. "Do I need an occasion to look nice?" she shot back. Will was taken aback, was saved by Francie.
"Oh, don't mind her, she's just nervous because her co-worker is coming." Francie said.
"What?" Will asked.
"This guy from work, Michael is coming tonight. He's just been transferred to my department and I thought it would be nice to get to know him better. Plus, I figured you would appreciate having a guy to talk to instead of just chatting with us all night about girl-stuff." Sydney said lamely. She knew that Will was jealous, she just hoped that he would play along, acting like he had never met Vaughn before.
"Yeah, sure." Will said. He walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed a beer, thinking that he was going to need a lot of alcohol to spend an entire evening watching Sydney and Vaughn flirt.
The doorbell rang and Sydney immediately perked up. She walked over to the door and opened it. She was greeted with the sight of Vaughn, in khakis and a blue polo shirt, standing at her door with a bottle of wine.
Vaughn just looked at her, taking it all in. She looked absolutely beautiful. She always looked great, but seeing her in casual clothes just made him want her more. Her jeans were tight, and her shirt showed just enough to make him crave to see more.
She finally spoke first, "Hey," she said.
Vaughn cleared his throat a little, "Hey," he replied.
Sydney then realized that Vaughn was still standing outside and opened the door for him. "Come in."
Vaughn walked in the house and looked around, absorbing everything. It was so strange to be in Sydney's house. But a very good strange. He looked at Sydney, who was watching him intently and handed her the wine. "Here, this is for you." He said.
Sydney smiled and accepted it. "Thank you." She said. She led him into the living room where Francie, Will and Amy were seated.
"Michael, this is my friend Will, and his sister Amy." She said as they shook hands. Vaughn immediately recognized Amy for the bright red hair. "And you remember Francie."
"Of course." Vaughn said, offering her a smile.
Sydney walked into the kitchen to put the wine in the refrigerator. Vaughn followed, unable to be away from her.
"Can I get you something to drink?" Sydney asked him.
Vaughn leaned against the counter, "Sure, a beer would be great." He replied. He watched her move around the kitchen, observing every graceful movement.
Sydney could feel his eyes on her and it made her tingly all over. She carried two beers that she had opened over to him and handed him one. Their fingers brushed during this action and the simple contact caused them to look up and lock eyes. "Thanks." Vaughn said, referring to the beer. Sydney smiled and held up her bottle. Vaughn tapped his against hers and they both took a sip.
"I'm really glad you're here." Sydney said.
"Me too." He agreed. They both smiled and walked over to the living room where Francie and Amy were already engaged in conversation. Will had turned on the TV, but was watching Sydney and Vaughn instead, not very happy with their interactions.
Will was sitting in a chair on one side of the couch, and Amy in the chair on the other, with Francie sitting on the side of the couch closest to Amy. Sydney took a seat next to Francie, and Vaughn sat next to her. Francie immediately turned to Sydney, asking her a question and bringing her into the girls' conversation. Vaughn turned his attention to the TV.
After a while, the girls' conversation had become very involved and Will and Vaughn were very into the game, rooting for opposite sides. Vaughn for the LA Lakers, and Will, coming originally from Texas, rooting for the Dallas Mavericks. There was a lot of shouting coming from their corner of the room. Every time Vaughn would jump up, Sydney would look at him and smile. She loved seeing him so involved with something besides work.
They ordered pizza for dinner and ate it in the same places they were before, as the game was still on. Eventually, the Lakers won and Vaughn and Will shook hands, making amends for the harsh comments made during the game. When things had settled a little, Francie suggested that they play poker. She got out some cards and some poker chips, but everything was out of order and they had about ten half-decks of cards.
"Alright," Francie said. "Grab a deck and start counting." She instructed.
Sydney stood up. "Michael, I never gave you a tour of the apartment." Sydney said. She knew she was being obvious about her intentions, but she had been feeling Vaughn's eyes on her all night and she desperately wanted to be alone with him.
Vaughn smiled and stood as well. Sydney grabbed his had and pulled him into the hallway. They were both feeling a lot looser after a few beers. Sydney dragged him Vaughn behind her, acting like a tour guide. "This," she said, "is the hallway."
"Mmm.very interesting." Vaughn said. He took a few steps and wrapped his arms around Sydney's waist. They took a few more steps together and Sydney placed her hands over Vaughn's.
"And this," she said, her breathing quickening due to the appearance of Vaughn's lips on her neck, "is Francie's room." She said, tilting her head to the side so that Vaughn could have better access.
They stumbled a few more steps, Vaughn's lips moving up to Sydney's ear. "Where's your room?" he whispered into her ear.
"Right..here." she said. Her door was open and she pulled him into the darkened bedroom. He caught on quickly, spun her around and pressed her against the wall, crashing his lips onto hers. They kissed fiercely for several minutes, mouths searching and hands everywhere. Sydney had never felt a desire for someone as intense as this. "God, Vaughn." Sydney moaned as he moved his mouth to her neck again.
"So beautiful." He mumbled and moved his mouth back to hers.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Vaughn and Sydney flew apart. "Hey guys." Will said, "We've got everything sorted out." He said.
Vaughn was standing about a foot away from Sydney, who was still against the wall. They were both breathing heavily, trying desperately to act normal. Sydney turned her head to look at Will. "Thanks Will, we'll be right there." She said. Will didn't reply, only walked out of the room. Sydney was still too happy to care about Will's moodiness. She turned back to Vaughn and smiled at him. He returned her smile and took a step forward.
"That was really embarrassing." Vaughn said, laughing a little.
Sydney reached out to him and pulled him into her. "I don't care." She said, bringing him down for another kiss. She could feel the smile on his lips. After a moment, they broke apart. "We should probably get out there." Sydney said.
Vaughn began to kiss her neck again. "Probably." He said, continuing to kiss her.
"Poker." She said, not being able to for a full sentence while he was doing that.
"Mmmhmmm." Vaughn mumbled. Finally, he tore himself away and looked into her eyes. He reached out and smoothed out her hair. "Ready?" he asked.
"Not at all." She replied. But she grabbed his had anyway and they walked out into the hallway. She gave his hand one final squeeze before they reached the living room where she released it. Her hand immediately felt empty without his.
As they walked into the living room, everyone looked over at them, clearly knowing what was going on. Both Vaughn and Sydney's faces were flushed, and their clothes were messier than when they left for their 'tour.' Francie shot Sydney a knowing look and Will just stared at them, his icy glare focused mostly on Vaughn.
Sydney and Vaughn just ignored it all and sat down next to each other on the couch, ready for poker.
The game lasted for about an hour, Francie and Amy racking up most of the winnings. Vaughn and Sydney were too distracted finding subtle ways to touch or make eye contact to pay attention to what was going on. Will was just mad in general, which made him play poorly.
At about eleven, Will decided that it was time to go. "Hey, Amy, you ready to go?"
"Sure." She replied, not liking the way her brother was acting all night.
Will and Amy quickly collected their things and said their goodnights before Will ushered his sister out the door. Vaughn and Sydney were left on the couch.
Francie stood up. "I hear some dirty dishes calling my name." She said, exiting the room. She looked at Sydney before leaving, and Sydney gave her a very appreciative look.
Vaughn and Sydney both relaxed against the back of the couch, looking at one another.
Sydney smiled, still not believing that he was actually here. "I'm glad you came tonight." She told him.
He raised his hand and began to move it up and down her arm, leaving trails of fire in their place. "Me too." He replied. He scooted a little closer to her. "I like your friends." He said.
Sydney smiled. "They like you too."
"Except Will." Vaughn said. His tone was serious, but he smiled a little, letting her know that he wasn't mad or anything.
"Will's just jealous because now he's not the only man in my life. He doesn't like it when he can't monopolize my time anymore." Sydney said jokingly. "He'll get over it, and he'll like you. Everyone does." She complimented him.
"We'll see." Vaughn said, continuing to rub his hand on her arm.
"I'm serious. Everyone at.the bank loves you. You managed to charm your way into Sloane's heart, and Dixon likes you, even though your replacing him. And I can tell that Marshall idolizes you." She told him, placing a hand on his thigh.
"Not as much as he worships you." Vaughn said teasingly. Sydney rolled her eyes. "I'm not kidding. That man lives and breaths Sydney Bristow." Vaughn laughed. Sydney leaned in to slap him playfully on the chest. Instead, Vaughn caught her hand and leaned in to capture her lips. Sydney was surprised, but delighted.
The kiss escalated very quickly and soon they were flush against each other. Sydney pulled back, reminding herself that Francie was in the next room. She looked into Vaughn's eyes and saw the intense desire sparkling in the green orbs. She knew that her eyes must look the same way.
"I guess I should probably go." Vaughn said breathlessly.
Sydney smiled. She couldn't believe how winded she was. She could run for miles, and a simple kiss took her breath away. "Probably." She agreed.
Vaughn dragged himself off of the couch and to his feet. Sydney mimicked his actions. They walked to the front door.
"Thanks again." Vaughn said, trying to stall. He didn't want to leave yet.
"I'll see you on Monday." Sydney said, her thoughts the same as Vaughn's.
They just looked at each other until finally, Vaughn broke their stare and reached for the door handle. He pulled it partially open and turned around. "Bye." He said.
Sydney leaned it quickly and kissed him deeply. She pulled back and he looked completely frazzled. She knew it was mean, but she wanted to give him something to remember her by for the rest of the weekend. "Bye." She said.
Vaughn opened the door completely and walked out, shaking his head and chuckling slightly.
Sydney watched Vaughn for a moment before closing the door. She leaned up against it and sighed.
"You've got it bad." Francie said as she came up to Sydney. She put her hands on her hips and waited for Sydney's response.
Sydney didn't even bother to deny it. "I know." She said. She smiled widely and pushed herself away from the door. "So." Sydney said, waiting for Francie to judge him.
Francie gave her a long look before responding. "He's great Sydney." She replied honestly. "He really is. I think this is just the thing you've been waiting for."
Sydney smiled and walked towards her room. "I know." She said. "Good night Francie." Sydney called out.
"'Night Syd." Francie responded.
Sydney walked into her room, thinking about her night with Vaughn. It had been perfect. She wished they'd been able to be alone a little more, but it didn't matter. It was so amazing being with him with her friends. She'd wanted to incorporate him into her real life for so long and she felt like everything was really coming together. Soon SD-6 would be gone, and there would be nothing at all between them.
A/N: I'm so sorry.I can't believe how long it's been since I've updated! Please don't hate me!!! I hope you liked this chapter, I enjoyed writing it. Please review!!
AUTHOR: Carrie
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere just let me know so I can visit
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Alias or any of the characters that appear on the show.
NOTE: Thanks soooo much for all the reviews!! They really keep me going. Sorry about the long delay between chapters, but midterms suck ass!!! Hope you like this chapter!! Keep Reviewing!!
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The week went excruciatingly slowly, at least in Vaughn's opinion. He couldn't wait until Friday. He was going to be in Sydney's house. With her friends. With her. It had been torture not being able to kiss her or hug her or even hold her hand when they went out. Hopefully, they could have some private time on Friday.
All week long, they'd been exchanging looks, and it was killing him. Every time he'd catch her eyes he could see the hunger in them which he was sure was reflected in his as well.
On Friday morning, Sloane called Sydney, Vaughn, Jack and Marshall into the conference room. Jack and Marshall sat on one side of the table, Sydney and Vaughn on the other, their legs brushing against each other as they were seated.
"Good morning," Sloane began. "Okay, this is Domenico de Mazzoni." Sloane stated as a picture of a man flashed up on the screen. The man was probably around fifty, with dark eyes and salt and pepper hair. "He lives in a large chateau outside of Genoa, Italy. We've received intel that he may be storing, or even manufacturing weapons, most likely guns, in the sub- basement of the chateau. Your mission is to get into the facility and photograph, possibly retrieve these items. Mazzoni is having a fiftieth birthday ball for his wife this coming Tuesday and Sydney, your name will be on the list. Vaughn, you'll be on comms. I'm informing you early of this mission because I want you to be very prepared, being your first mission and all." Sloane finished. Vaughn nodded. "Marshall." Sloane said, indicating it was his turn.
"Hi everyone. Mr. Vaughn. Nice to have you here." Marshall said, Vaughn smiled and nodded at Marshall. "Right, okay. Well this guy has electronic locks for every door in the house, as well as a surveillance system. You know, guys watching TV screens and stuff. Okay. The locks require key cards, so I made this," Marshall said, holding up a tube of lipstick. "Okay it unrolls a little like so," he said, unrolling the tube, "and becomes..a universal key card." Marshall said, smiling proudly. "Okay this will get you into the surveillance room. Well, it'll get you anywhere, but you need to get into the surveillance room to leave this," he said, holding up a small compact. "It'll allow Mr. Vaughn to hack into the system. You can come into my office, well not really my office kind of just a space or whatever. Well you can come and I'll show you how to do all the computer stuff." Marshall said.
Vaughn nodded. "Thanks." He said. Marshall smiled and continued.
"Once everything is under control with surveillance, Miss. Bristow, you can get into the sub-basement. Once your there, you can either take pictures with this," he held up the camera that she'd seen before, "or if you need to take something with you, this purse, which I think is very stylish right now, I don't know if you do. Anyway, it opens up like so," Marshall demonstrated, "into a large bag that'll still be fashionable, but large enough to hold a weapon." Marshall finished, smiling proudly about all his new tech.
The meeting dispersed and Sydney walked back to her desk, and Vaughn went to go meet Marshall. He had to say that he liked Marshall. The guy was obviously brilliant and he was really good at his job. It saddened Vaughn that he was caught up in all this. Marshall showed him how to hack into the system and replace the picture that the guards saw with one of the blank hallway, while at the same time watching what was actually happening so that he could "Ensure Miss. Bristow's safety." Marshall obviously really liked Sydney. Vaughn left Marshall's office and went back to his desk, doing some research on Genoa for their mission. By the time five o'clock rolled around, he was definitely ready to go. He stopped by Sydney's desk on his way out, where she was packing up to leave as well.
"Hey," He said, "I'm heading out."
"Yeah me too, pretty soon." She replied. "So I'll see you tonight?" she asked, hoping he hadn't changed his mind.
"Definitely." Vaughn said. He smiled at her, letting her know that he wouldn't miss it for the world.
"Great." Sydney replied, her relief evident. "Come over anytime after seven."
"Okay, see you then." Vaughn said, walking away from Sydney's desk.
Sydney watched Vaughn walk away, already buzzing with excitement for tonight. When he was out of sight she began packing up her things, unaware that her father had been watching the whole exchange.
"So what's tonight?" Jack startled her as he approached her desk.
Sydney was surprised, but was too happy to make a comment about his eaves dropping. "I'm just having some friends over and I invited Vaughn. Sloane said that I should get to know him better." Sydney said smugly.
Jack narrowed his eyes at her. "Sydney," he said, not needing to elaborate. The tone of his voice and the look in his eyes said it all.
"Vaughn and I are just friends." She said, "We're going to be working very closely together, and it's important that we're comfortable with each other." Sydney was feeling pretty good. She knew that her father couldn't exactly give her a lecture about CIA protocol in the middle of SD-6, so she just continued packing up her things. "Have a good weekend Dad." She said as she brushed passed him.
Once Sydney arrived home she immediately got to work. She only had a little more than an hour to get everything ready. Ordinarily, she wouldn't really care what the place looked like just for her friends, but this was the first time that Vaughn was going to be in her house and she wanted everything to look nice. Francie arrived home just as Sydney was dragging out the vacuum. Francie stood and laughed at her for a moment before pushing Sydney aside. "Go," she said, "Get ready, I'll do this."
Sydney smiled and dropped the miscellaneous vacuum parts and ran into her room. She had no idea what to wear. She wanted to look casual, but sexy. She didn't want to look like she was trying to impress him, but she wanted him to want her. This was going to be their first real night together away from the eyes of SD-6 or CIA and she was determined to take advantage of it.
Finally, she decided on jeans and a black wrap-around shirt. She put on minimal make up and fluffed up her hair so that it had some body. She checked her watch and saw that it was already seven, people should be arriving any minute now. She looked at herself one last time in the mirror and walked out into the living room. As soon as she entered the area, Will and Amy walked in the front door.
"Hey," he said as he spotted Sydney.
"Hey Will, Amy." She said, walking up to them.
Will looked Sydney up and down. "You look nice." He commented. Sydney smiled. "What's the occasion?" he questioned.
Sydney became flustered at his comment, but hid it well. "Do I need an occasion to look nice?" she shot back. Will was taken aback, was saved by Francie.
"Oh, don't mind her, she's just nervous because her co-worker is coming." Francie said.
"What?" Will asked.
"This guy from work, Michael is coming tonight. He's just been transferred to my department and I thought it would be nice to get to know him better. Plus, I figured you would appreciate having a guy to talk to instead of just chatting with us all night about girl-stuff." Sydney said lamely. She knew that Will was jealous, she just hoped that he would play along, acting like he had never met Vaughn before.
"Yeah, sure." Will said. He walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed a beer, thinking that he was going to need a lot of alcohol to spend an entire evening watching Sydney and Vaughn flirt.
The doorbell rang and Sydney immediately perked up. She walked over to the door and opened it. She was greeted with the sight of Vaughn, in khakis and a blue polo shirt, standing at her door with a bottle of wine.
Vaughn just looked at her, taking it all in. She looked absolutely beautiful. She always looked great, but seeing her in casual clothes just made him want her more. Her jeans were tight, and her shirt showed just enough to make him crave to see more.
She finally spoke first, "Hey," she said.
Vaughn cleared his throat a little, "Hey," he replied.
Sydney then realized that Vaughn was still standing outside and opened the door for him. "Come in."
Vaughn walked in the house and looked around, absorbing everything. It was so strange to be in Sydney's house. But a very good strange. He looked at Sydney, who was watching him intently and handed her the wine. "Here, this is for you." He said.
Sydney smiled and accepted it. "Thank you." She said. She led him into the living room where Francie, Will and Amy were seated.
"Michael, this is my friend Will, and his sister Amy." She said as they shook hands. Vaughn immediately recognized Amy for the bright red hair. "And you remember Francie."
"Of course." Vaughn said, offering her a smile.
Sydney walked into the kitchen to put the wine in the refrigerator. Vaughn followed, unable to be away from her.
"Can I get you something to drink?" Sydney asked him.
Vaughn leaned against the counter, "Sure, a beer would be great." He replied. He watched her move around the kitchen, observing every graceful movement.
Sydney could feel his eyes on her and it made her tingly all over. She carried two beers that she had opened over to him and handed him one. Their fingers brushed during this action and the simple contact caused them to look up and lock eyes. "Thanks." Vaughn said, referring to the beer. Sydney smiled and held up her bottle. Vaughn tapped his against hers and they both took a sip.
"I'm really glad you're here." Sydney said.
"Me too." He agreed. They both smiled and walked over to the living room where Francie and Amy were already engaged in conversation. Will had turned on the TV, but was watching Sydney and Vaughn instead, not very happy with their interactions.
Will was sitting in a chair on one side of the couch, and Amy in the chair on the other, with Francie sitting on the side of the couch closest to Amy. Sydney took a seat next to Francie, and Vaughn sat next to her. Francie immediately turned to Sydney, asking her a question and bringing her into the girls' conversation. Vaughn turned his attention to the TV.
After a while, the girls' conversation had become very involved and Will and Vaughn were very into the game, rooting for opposite sides. Vaughn for the LA Lakers, and Will, coming originally from Texas, rooting for the Dallas Mavericks. There was a lot of shouting coming from their corner of the room. Every time Vaughn would jump up, Sydney would look at him and smile. She loved seeing him so involved with something besides work.
They ordered pizza for dinner and ate it in the same places they were before, as the game was still on. Eventually, the Lakers won and Vaughn and Will shook hands, making amends for the harsh comments made during the game. When things had settled a little, Francie suggested that they play poker. She got out some cards and some poker chips, but everything was out of order and they had about ten half-decks of cards.
"Alright," Francie said. "Grab a deck and start counting." She instructed.
Sydney stood up. "Michael, I never gave you a tour of the apartment." Sydney said. She knew she was being obvious about her intentions, but she had been feeling Vaughn's eyes on her all night and she desperately wanted to be alone with him.
Vaughn smiled and stood as well. Sydney grabbed his had and pulled him into the hallway. They were both feeling a lot looser after a few beers. Sydney dragged him Vaughn behind her, acting like a tour guide. "This," she said, "is the hallway."
"Mmm.very interesting." Vaughn said. He took a few steps and wrapped his arms around Sydney's waist. They took a few more steps together and Sydney placed her hands over Vaughn's.
"And this," she said, her breathing quickening due to the appearance of Vaughn's lips on her neck, "is Francie's room." She said, tilting her head to the side so that Vaughn could have better access.
They stumbled a few more steps, Vaughn's lips moving up to Sydney's ear. "Where's your room?" he whispered into her ear.
"Right..here." she said. Her door was open and she pulled him into the darkened bedroom. He caught on quickly, spun her around and pressed her against the wall, crashing his lips onto hers. They kissed fiercely for several minutes, mouths searching and hands everywhere. Sydney had never felt a desire for someone as intense as this. "God, Vaughn." Sydney moaned as he moved his mouth to her neck again.
"So beautiful." He mumbled and moved his mouth back to hers.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Vaughn and Sydney flew apart. "Hey guys." Will said, "We've got everything sorted out." He said.
Vaughn was standing about a foot away from Sydney, who was still against the wall. They were both breathing heavily, trying desperately to act normal. Sydney turned her head to look at Will. "Thanks Will, we'll be right there." She said. Will didn't reply, only walked out of the room. Sydney was still too happy to care about Will's moodiness. She turned back to Vaughn and smiled at him. He returned her smile and took a step forward.
"That was really embarrassing." Vaughn said, laughing a little.
Sydney reached out to him and pulled him into her. "I don't care." She said, bringing him down for another kiss. She could feel the smile on his lips. After a moment, they broke apart. "We should probably get out there." Sydney said.
Vaughn began to kiss her neck again. "Probably." He said, continuing to kiss her.
"Poker." She said, not being able to for a full sentence while he was doing that.
"Mmmhmmm." Vaughn mumbled. Finally, he tore himself away and looked into her eyes. He reached out and smoothed out her hair. "Ready?" he asked.
"Not at all." She replied. But she grabbed his had anyway and they walked out into the hallway. She gave his hand one final squeeze before they reached the living room where she released it. Her hand immediately felt empty without his.
As they walked into the living room, everyone looked over at them, clearly knowing what was going on. Both Vaughn and Sydney's faces were flushed, and their clothes were messier than when they left for their 'tour.' Francie shot Sydney a knowing look and Will just stared at them, his icy glare focused mostly on Vaughn.
Sydney and Vaughn just ignored it all and sat down next to each other on the couch, ready for poker.
The game lasted for about an hour, Francie and Amy racking up most of the winnings. Vaughn and Sydney were too distracted finding subtle ways to touch or make eye contact to pay attention to what was going on. Will was just mad in general, which made him play poorly.
At about eleven, Will decided that it was time to go. "Hey, Amy, you ready to go?"
"Sure." She replied, not liking the way her brother was acting all night.
Will and Amy quickly collected their things and said their goodnights before Will ushered his sister out the door. Vaughn and Sydney were left on the couch.
Francie stood up. "I hear some dirty dishes calling my name." She said, exiting the room. She looked at Sydney before leaving, and Sydney gave her a very appreciative look.
Vaughn and Sydney both relaxed against the back of the couch, looking at one another.
Sydney smiled, still not believing that he was actually here. "I'm glad you came tonight." She told him.
He raised his hand and began to move it up and down her arm, leaving trails of fire in their place. "Me too." He replied. He scooted a little closer to her. "I like your friends." He said.
Sydney smiled. "They like you too."
"Except Will." Vaughn said. His tone was serious, but he smiled a little, letting her know that he wasn't mad or anything.
"Will's just jealous because now he's not the only man in my life. He doesn't like it when he can't monopolize my time anymore." Sydney said jokingly. "He'll get over it, and he'll like you. Everyone does." She complimented him.
"We'll see." Vaughn said, continuing to rub his hand on her arm.
"I'm serious. Everyone at.the bank loves you. You managed to charm your way into Sloane's heart, and Dixon likes you, even though your replacing him. And I can tell that Marshall idolizes you." She told him, placing a hand on his thigh.
"Not as much as he worships you." Vaughn said teasingly. Sydney rolled her eyes. "I'm not kidding. That man lives and breaths Sydney Bristow." Vaughn laughed. Sydney leaned in to slap him playfully on the chest. Instead, Vaughn caught her hand and leaned in to capture her lips. Sydney was surprised, but delighted.
The kiss escalated very quickly and soon they were flush against each other. Sydney pulled back, reminding herself that Francie was in the next room. She looked into Vaughn's eyes and saw the intense desire sparkling in the green orbs. She knew that her eyes must look the same way.
"I guess I should probably go." Vaughn said breathlessly.
Sydney smiled. She couldn't believe how winded she was. She could run for miles, and a simple kiss took her breath away. "Probably." She agreed.
Vaughn dragged himself off of the couch and to his feet. Sydney mimicked his actions. They walked to the front door.
"Thanks again." Vaughn said, trying to stall. He didn't want to leave yet.
"I'll see you on Monday." Sydney said, her thoughts the same as Vaughn's.
They just looked at each other until finally, Vaughn broke their stare and reached for the door handle. He pulled it partially open and turned around. "Bye." He said.
Sydney leaned it quickly and kissed him deeply. She pulled back and he looked completely frazzled. She knew it was mean, but she wanted to give him something to remember her by for the rest of the weekend. "Bye." She said.
Vaughn opened the door completely and walked out, shaking his head and chuckling slightly.
Sydney watched Vaughn for a moment before closing the door. She leaned up against it and sighed.
"You've got it bad." Francie said as she came up to Sydney. She put her hands on her hips and waited for Sydney's response.
Sydney didn't even bother to deny it. "I know." She said. She smiled widely and pushed herself away from the door. "So." Sydney said, waiting for Francie to judge him.
Francie gave her a long look before responding. "He's great Sydney." She replied honestly. "He really is. I think this is just the thing you've been waiting for."
Sydney smiled and walked towards her room. "I know." She said. "Good night Francie." Sydney called out.
"'Night Syd." Francie responded.
Sydney walked into her room, thinking about her night with Vaughn. It had been perfect. She wished they'd been able to be alone a little more, but it didn't matter. It was so amazing being with him with her friends. She'd wanted to incorporate him into her real life for so long and she felt like everything was really coming together. Soon SD-6 would be gone, and there would be nothing at all between them.
A/N: I'm so sorry.I can't believe how long it's been since I've updated! Please don't hate me!!! I hope you liked this chapter, I enjoyed writing it. Please review!!