Title: A lie followed by a secret
Disclaimer: obviously I don't own them. You know that, I know that, ok we all know that.
Rating: PG-13 (I don't think it's that high yet, but later I might use some not so nice words and I just wanted to be on the safe side.)
Review: Any words of wisdom you could bestow upon me to help me improve or if you just like the story would be greatly appreciated. Also reviews help me to post the next chapter. So if you guys like it and want more then I will need reviews to know this. If you give me these then I promise to post another chapter. Ok done now.
Summary: Sydney and Vaughn are having problems. Hopefully they can find a way to work them out.
A/N: Ok this is my first Alias fic. I think there is a possibility that I could have written it better but between work and college life is stressful enough as it is without worrying about every single little detail. However if you guys like it enough I may pay more attention to it and make sure it's up to the best of my abilities. So just let me know what you think. I should be able to post a new chapter daily for at least the first nine chapters. So if you're done reading this now on with the story. Thanks again for reading.
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Sydney was sitting in the warehouse waiting for Vaughn. She didn't know why he'd called her after almost five months. It'd been five months ago when they'd finally given in to their feelings for each other. They'd tried for two years to deny it and then one day after a particularly tough mission they'd needed each other. They'd both known that trehey shouldn't, but they hadn't been able to help it.
Then a few days later when they'd seen each other for the first time since the night they'd made love. He'd been distant and she hadn't understood. She'd tried to get him to open up to her, but he'd just said that they'd made a mistake and that he didn't really love her. That he was sorry, but he didn't feel the same way about her as she did about him. She'd told him how much she loved him and she'd cried and he'd said how he was sorry and that it never should have happened. He hadn't been thinking straight when it'd happened and he regretted it now. He hadn't meant to hurt her, but he didn't want to be with her.
He'd told her that he was going to try and get back together with Alice and that she should find someone that she could actually be seen out in public with. He'd broken her heart that day and she hadn't been the same since. He had been hurting too, but it hadn't had to be that way. They could have found a way, but he was too afraid. He had lied to her about not loving her and it being a mistake, but he knew she would want to find a way to still be together and it was just too risky. He was doing it because he loved her and he just hoped that one day she'd understand. That same day after they'd parted she went to the CIA after she'd regained her composure and requested a new handler. Devlin hadn't known why and she hadn't told him, but she got what she wanted.
Then almost four months later she'd asked for time off. Devlin and her father were the only ones at the CIA who knew why. At SD-6 Sloane knew why, but he didn't know who. None of them knew who. She'd refused to tell, but she'd also requested that no one know of her condition. She'd only told one other person and that had been Dixon. He knew not to say anything to anyone else at SD-6 and she'd needed her partner to understand why she was leaving him for so long.
She wouldn't risk word getting back to Vaughn. So now with this phone call she didn't understand what he wanted. Then she heard the door and then she saw him walk in. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a grey sweater. If she didn't hate him and love him at the same time she might have given more thought to how sexy he looked. She herself was wearing a pair of running pants and a very oversized sweatshirt. You couldn't see her shape at all. Which had been the idea. She couldn't let him know. Not after the things he'd said and the way he'd just cast her aside.
"So why'd you call this little meeting," she said meeting his eyes with a cold glare.
She didn't let him make her cry now. She would wait for tears until she was alone in her room at home.
Disclaimer: obviously I don't own them. You know that, I know that, ok we all know that.
Rating: PG-13 (I don't think it's that high yet, but later I might use some not so nice words and I just wanted to be on the safe side.)
Review: Any words of wisdom you could bestow upon me to help me improve or if you just like the story would be greatly appreciated. Also reviews help me to post the next chapter. So if you guys like it and want more then I will need reviews to know this. If you give me these then I promise to post another chapter. Ok done now.
Summary: Sydney and Vaughn are having problems. Hopefully they can find a way to work them out.
A/N: Ok this is my first Alias fic. I think there is a possibility that I could have written it better but between work and college life is stressful enough as it is without worrying about every single little detail. However if you guys like it enough I may pay more attention to it and make sure it's up to the best of my abilities. So just let me know what you think. I should be able to post a new chapter daily for at least the first nine chapters. So if you're done reading this now on with the story. Thanks again for reading.
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Sydney was sitting in the warehouse waiting for Vaughn. She didn't know why he'd called her after almost five months. It'd been five months ago when they'd finally given in to their feelings for each other. They'd tried for two years to deny it and then one day after a particularly tough mission they'd needed each other. They'd both known that trehey shouldn't, but they hadn't been able to help it.
Then a few days later when they'd seen each other for the first time since the night they'd made love. He'd been distant and she hadn't understood. She'd tried to get him to open up to her, but he'd just said that they'd made a mistake and that he didn't really love her. That he was sorry, but he didn't feel the same way about her as she did about him. She'd told him how much she loved him and she'd cried and he'd said how he was sorry and that it never should have happened. He hadn't been thinking straight when it'd happened and he regretted it now. He hadn't meant to hurt her, but he didn't want to be with her.
He'd told her that he was going to try and get back together with Alice and that she should find someone that she could actually be seen out in public with. He'd broken her heart that day and she hadn't been the same since. He had been hurting too, but it hadn't had to be that way. They could have found a way, but he was too afraid. He had lied to her about not loving her and it being a mistake, but he knew she would want to find a way to still be together and it was just too risky. He was doing it because he loved her and he just hoped that one day she'd understand. That same day after they'd parted she went to the CIA after she'd regained her composure and requested a new handler. Devlin hadn't known why and she hadn't told him, but she got what she wanted.
Then almost four months later she'd asked for time off. Devlin and her father were the only ones at the CIA who knew why. At SD-6 Sloane knew why, but he didn't know who. None of them knew who. She'd refused to tell, but she'd also requested that no one know of her condition. She'd only told one other person and that had been Dixon. He knew not to say anything to anyone else at SD-6 and she'd needed her partner to understand why she was leaving him for so long.
She wouldn't risk word getting back to Vaughn. So now with this phone call she didn't understand what he wanted. Then she heard the door and then she saw him walk in. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a grey sweater. If she didn't hate him and love him at the same time she might have given more thought to how sexy he looked. She herself was wearing a pair of running pants and a very oversized sweatshirt. You couldn't see her shape at all. Which had been the idea. She couldn't let him know. Not after the things he'd said and the way he'd just cast her aside.
"So why'd you call this little meeting," she said meeting his eyes with a cold glare.
She didn't let him make her cry now. She would wait for tears until she was alone in her room at home.