Vaughn was nervous. He had no idea how to act when he saw Sydney. Did he
just give her the counter-mission, pretend like nothing had happened?
Should he kiss her? There was really no precedent on this one. He could
just see it now, "Today on Oprah...what to do when you give a counter-
mission to a top secret double agent that you slept with." The guest panel
would consist of one person, Michael Vaughn. Surely no one else in the
world had ever been in this situation.
As he drove down the streets of L.A., he noticed the flower stand where he and Sydney had once met. He smiled as he finally figured out what to do.
Vaughn walked into the warehouse and Sydney was there waiting.
"Sorry I'm late...I had to make a quick stop." He handed her a colorful bouquet of deliciously aromatic flowers, tied with a satin ribbon, and then gave her a light kiss.
"Mmmmm...what a way to start the day. Thank you, they're beautiful. I have something for you too." She handed him an envelope, scented with her perfume. "Vaughn" was written in straight unidentifiable handwriting.
"This is so sad, we have to give each other gifts that don't give anything away," he chuckled.
"Yeah, but it's romantic...well, it would be if our lives didn't depend on it..." she said softly as she went in for a kiss.
It was another hour before they got to Sydney's counter-mission.
***
"Dude, you are LATE. Devlin was about to have your ass," Weiss admonished.
"Damn! Has he noticed?"
"I told him you went to the bathroom. He'll be back soon, lucky you got here when you did. You owe me one."
"Thanks man."
"So what the hell made you over an hour late?"
"My sister needed me to watch Madeleine and she was desperate. I couldn't get out of it."
"Did you meet with Sydney?"
"Yeah, before I went to Jackie's."
Weiss seemed to believe him. Then he began to sniff the air.
"Umm Mike, why do you smell like women's perfume?"
"What?" Damn! I left Sydney's letter in my pocket!
"You smell like perfume. Mike...you and Sydney...please tell me you didn't."
"Calm down! Maddie spilled some of her mom's perfume on me."
Weiss narrowed his eyes. "You're sure?"
"Yes I'm sure. Now don't you have some work to be doing?"
As he drove down the streets of L.A., he noticed the flower stand where he and Sydney had once met. He smiled as he finally figured out what to do.
Vaughn walked into the warehouse and Sydney was there waiting.
"Sorry I'm late...I had to make a quick stop." He handed her a colorful bouquet of deliciously aromatic flowers, tied with a satin ribbon, and then gave her a light kiss.
"Mmmmm...what a way to start the day. Thank you, they're beautiful. I have something for you too." She handed him an envelope, scented with her perfume. "Vaughn" was written in straight unidentifiable handwriting.
"This is so sad, we have to give each other gifts that don't give anything away," he chuckled.
"Yeah, but it's romantic...well, it would be if our lives didn't depend on it..." she said softly as she went in for a kiss.
It was another hour before they got to Sydney's counter-mission.
***
"Dude, you are LATE. Devlin was about to have your ass," Weiss admonished.
"Damn! Has he noticed?"
"I told him you went to the bathroom. He'll be back soon, lucky you got here when you did. You owe me one."
"Thanks man."
"So what the hell made you over an hour late?"
"My sister needed me to watch Madeleine and she was desperate. I couldn't get out of it."
"Did you meet with Sydney?"
"Yeah, before I went to Jackie's."
Weiss seemed to believe him. Then he began to sniff the air.
"Umm Mike, why do you smell like women's perfume?"
"What?" Damn! I left Sydney's letter in my pocket!
"You smell like perfume. Mike...you and Sydney...please tell me you didn't."
"Calm down! Maddie spilled some of her mom's perfume on me."
Weiss narrowed his eyes. "You're sure?"
"Yes I'm sure. Now don't you have some work to be doing?"