October 1
Charmedgal005
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If I owned these Characters (aside from the ones you don't recognize) I probably wouldn't be writing these. If I owned these characters, you would probably see this story on the show. Hey! You know what? I am writing these and you don't see this story line on the show, therefore, I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS!!! So don't sue me!
A/N
As much as I loved Phase One, this is set before it. I started to write this little fic like a month ago, but my classes were too demanding to finally finish it. I did it. I finished this fic finally. It's just a diary entry in Sydney's diary. I wonder if she really keeps one. And notice that this takes place in the future. Kinda important. Anyway, tell me what you think. Hit the review button…
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September 30, 2010
There are some days that just make you sad. And there is nothing you can do to stop that day from coming. Believe me, I've tried. I have tried everything short of ending my life to stop it from coming. The most frustrating thing was that my friends give me the space I need on the wrong day. But I can't blame them. They don't know. They don't know why I'm sad and moody on the same day every year for the past eight years.
Sure, I'll always visit Danny. I will always miss him. But come October 1, I'm sad because of what isn't is.
I see him too much to easily deal with how I feel. Things are too complicated for anything to happen. But, God! I want things to happen. I need things to happen.
I had to write 101 today for work. I slowly put down 1, and then the 0. My head immediately thought October. I think before I put the last 1 down, my hand was shaking so bad. Just seeing those numbers in that order makes me tremble.
Will is catching on. Took him long enough. Last year I didn't see him as much. I think he knows I love Vaughn. But I don't think he quite understands why I need my space.
Today is September 30. Tomorrow, my hell starts. Normally I take tomorrow off, but Sloane wouldn't give me the day because I've taken it off, the same day, for the past eight years, and there is no reason I can give him to explain. Honestly, I have no reason why. No more of a reason than I'm bummed about something. Something that will never happen. Because of Sloane.
Its has been nine fucking years. Why the hell haven't we gotten the right kind of intel that will destroy SD-6. Why? When SD-6 is gone, then we have a chance to be together.
I've always wondered if he needs me as much as I need him. Weiss once told me that he is always worried about me when I'm on my missions. Nice to know he cares about me, but I want to know if he needs me. October 1, tomorrow. It will be nine years tomorrow. We met nine years ago, to the day.
Now as I prepare to face tomorrow, there's only one thing on my mind. Vaughn. Vaughn and his green eyes. Vaughn and his cute smile. Vaughn and him worrying about me. Vaughn in his entirety. Vaughn. He is all that I think about every day. Only tomorrow, I'm sad that I met him, because we can never be.
Fin.