Title: Betrayal
*I just wrote this story based on spoilers and speculation for the upcoming episode "A dark turn".
Disclaimer: NOT mine!
Chapter 1: Ice Hockey
(Syd's POV)
I sat on the cold steal bench alone in the cold stadium. I laced up the last of my ice skates and then zipped up my jacket. Cautiously I stood and attempted to make my way to the ice. Suddenly, warm arms wrapped around my waist. There was no doubt in my mind who's they were.
His chin rested on my shoulder and his arms held me close. "Cold?" He asked.
I smile, "Not anymore." I slowly turn to face him and he meets I'm greeted with a kiss. I can feel a smile on his lips as they caress mine so nicely. I hesitantly pull back and our foreheads rest on one another's. I whisper, "We'll pick that back up later, but let's skate first." I see it in his eyes he understands.
He kept one arm around my waist and grabbed my hand with his free one. We both slowly made our way to the ice. I slipped a few times even on the way to the ice but he was always there to catch me.
Once on the ice we skated around, always our hands in each other's. Suddenly, though he dropped my hands and skated off. I wasn't sure where he was going but I just didn't move because if I even tried I'd fall flat on my @$$.
A few seconds later he was back on the ice, but this time he had two hockey sticks in his hands. When he got close he tossed me one, I reached out and grabbed it, but in the process slipped and got out of control. Luckily though Vaughn skated over in time to catch me.
He once again clasped my hand in his and we skated over to the end of the ice where there was a small hockey net. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a puck. He dropped it in front of me and himself.
He squeezed my hand one last time and then took his stick in hand. He handled the puck a bit and then shot a bullet of a shot into the net. I smiled and grabbed his arm. "You never told me you could do that."
"You never asked." Vaughn replied, "Now you try." He once again skated off. He dug the puck from the net and passed it over to me. I managed by some miracle to stop the puck with my stick.
"I'll just fall." I yelled to him.
"Yeah with that attitude you probably will." My eyes grew wide and I smiled, "Wow thanks for your confidence," I teased.
I started to shuffle my feet and I actually was skating. I skated towards Vaughn, "I'm doing it." I screamed proudly. Vaughn just laughed and I knew it was because I didn't look that graceful doing it most likely. It didn't matter because it all fell apart worse when I tried to shoot the puck, I lost my balance and totally missed the puck, my stick went flying and I was still moving. "Vaughn!" I shrieked as I fell forward into his awaiting arms. I almost made him fall with me but he held us up.
My arms were wrapped around his neck and his around my back. "Don't worry I got you." He reassured me. "You okay?" he asked.
I couldn't answer for a second because I was still laughing uncontrollably. When I caught my breathe I answered him, "You know I can kick your @$$ and probably anyone's but you put a little ice under my feet and I'm a wreck and fall on my own @$$." He broke out in a fit of laughter. I hit him playfully.
"Want to try again?" Vaughn questioned. My eyes bolted up to his. "Are you kidding me, I'll kill myself." He just shook his head, "I'll be here to catch you..always." I smiled at his sincerity, and nodded my head to a second try.
I didn't care anymore how many times I fell because I knew each time Vaughn would be there to catch me. (
*I just wrote this story based on spoilers and speculation for the upcoming episode "A dark turn".
Disclaimer: NOT mine!
Chapter 1: Ice Hockey
(Syd's POV)
I sat on the cold steal bench alone in the cold stadium. I laced up the last of my ice skates and then zipped up my jacket. Cautiously I stood and attempted to make my way to the ice. Suddenly, warm arms wrapped around my waist. There was no doubt in my mind who's they were.
His chin rested on my shoulder and his arms held me close. "Cold?" He asked.
I smile, "Not anymore." I slowly turn to face him and he meets I'm greeted with a kiss. I can feel a smile on his lips as they caress mine so nicely. I hesitantly pull back and our foreheads rest on one another's. I whisper, "We'll pick that back up later, but let's skate first." I see it in his eyes he understands.
He kept one arm around my waist and grabbed my hand with his free one. We both slowly made our way to the ice. I slipped a few times even on the way to the ice but he was always there to catch me.
Once on the ice we skated around, always our hands in each other's. Suddenly, though he dropped my hands and skated off. I wasn't sure where he was going but I just didn't move because if I even tried I'd fall flat on my @$$.
A few seconds later he was back on the ice, but this time he had two hockey sticks in his hands. When he got close he tossed me one, I reached out and grabbed it, but in the process slipped and got out of control. Luckily though Vaughn skated over in time to catch me.
He once again clasped my hand in his and we skated over to the end of the ice where there was a small hockey net. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a puck. He dropped it in front of me and himself.
He squeezed my hand one last time and then took his stick in hand. He handled the puck a bit and then shot a bullet of a shot into the net. I smiled and grabbed his arm. "You never told me you could do that."
"You never asked." Vaughn replied, "Now you try." He once again skated off. He dug the puck from the net and passed it over to me. I managed by some miracle to stop the puck with my stick.
"I'll just fall." I yelled to him.
"Yeah with that attitude you probably will." My eyes grew wide and I smiled, "Wow thanks for your confidence," I teased.
I started to shuffle my feet and I actually was skating. I skated towards Vaughn, "I'm doing it." I screamed proudly. Vaughn just laughed and I knew it was because I didn't look that graceful doing it most likely. It didn't matter because it all fell apart worse when I tried to shoot the puck, I lost my balance and totally missed the puck, my stick went flying and I was still moving. "Vaughn!" I shrieked as I fell forward into his awaiting arms. I almost made him fall with me but he held us up.
My arms were wrapped around his neck and his around my back. "Don't worry I got you." He reassured me. "You okay?" he asked.
I couldn't answer for a second because I was still laughing uncontrollably. When I caught my breathe I answered him, "You know I can kick your @$$ and probably anyone's but you put a little ice under my feet and I'm a wreck and fall on my own @$$." He broke out in a fit of laughter. I hit him playfully.
"Want to try again?" Vaughn questioned. My eyes bolted up to his. "Are you kidding me, I'll kill myself." He just shook his head, "I'll be here to catch you..always." I smiled at his sincerity, and nodded my head to a second try.
I didn't care anymore how many times I fell because I knew each time Vaughn would be there to catch me. (