His stomach growled so loudly he was afraid it would shake the whole bed
and awaken Sydney. After making love she had fallen into much needed sleep.
She hadn't said as much, but he suspected she had not slept a lot in the
last week. Hungry as he was, all he wanted to do was lay there and watch
her sleep. This was a privilege he'd had only one other time, but this was
different. That time her dreams had been haunted with fears and worry. Now
she was just Sydney. She was more beautiful than he had ever seen her. Her
chestnut hair lay tousled across the pillow with several tendrils falling
over her face. She looked so peaceful and content as though she had never
known troubles. Her face was relaxed and completely devoid of the usual
lines of worry. She looked years younger.
His kissed her forhead softly so as not to wake her before attempting to disentangle himself from the sheets and her hand without making too much noise. He wanted to stay, but they had to eat. Somehow he knew if he was beside her when she woke again they would never make it out of bed.
Oddly he found himself incredibly comfortable in her house. Maybe it was because he knew her so well. He almost instinctively knew where she kept everything. He could see himself waking up like this every morning, living out the rest of his life with this woman.
He turned on the stove and retrieved the crepe batter from the fridge. It was well stocked and he also found some strawberries, which he sliced and placed in a bowl.
The clock on the wall indicated it was nearly 11. For the first time since he'd come to Sydney's he thought about work. No doubt everyonce was trying to get a hold of them and was filled with suspicion. After all, it was fairly obvious what they felt for each other. Now they both didn't show up for work. Weiss was going to give him s*** about this. He looked over at the answering machine. It was flashing 6 messages.
He got his cell phone, still in the pocket of his pants. It too showed several missed calls.
The only logical choice was to call Weiss, much as he didn't want to. Weiss would be able to cover for him, though he really didn't want to hear what he had to say. Anyone else was going to chew him out.
Reluctantly he dialed the numbers.
"Weiss?" he spoke in hushed tones.
"Where the hell are you??"
"I need your help Weiss."
"You got lucky didn't you?!"
"Weiss...I mean it..."
"You're at Sydney's!"
"Will you shut up? I need you to cover for us!"
"Not until I get some details!"
"Weiss! Just come up with something, ok? They'll kill us!"
Vaughn hung up the phone before Weiss had a chance to object further. He knew he was going to pay for this later, but it was worth it to be with Sydney.
"Vaughn?" a soft voice sounded from the other room. He had to stamp away the pride that surged up in him at how lost she sounded without him there.
"I'm in the kitchen."
He heard her climb out of bed and rummage through the drawers. A few minutes later she was beside him in a tank top and sweat pants.
"Good morning," he whispered with a grin. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close.
"Good morning."
"Ready for some breakfast?"
"Mmmm...I'm starved."
"Fully understandable. Go sit down." He swatted her butt as she turned and walked to the table. She turned and narrowed her eyes at him.
"No! We're eating now Syd."
She rolled her eyes and sat down.
With a flourish he presented her breakfast.
"Oh my God!"
"Look good."
She turned her eyes from the plate and looked up at him.
"Looks amazing."
He grinned and joined her. They chatted leisurely over breakfast. It was almost as though the CIA and SD-6 did not exist and they were just a normal couple that had been together forever.
They cleared the plates after breakfast and Sydney sighed.
"What was that for?"
"We should probably going to straggle in to work eventually. This is going to be fun to explain."
"We, Sydney Bristow, have the day off."
Her eyes lit up at the prospect. It had been a very long time since she had played hooky at anything.
"How did you manage that?"
He just looked at her mysteriously.
"I have my ways."
"You know I haven't NOT had to work in...God I don't even know how long."
"Today is ours Syd. What do you want to do?"
Sydney thought for a moment.
"I want to see where you live."
"You want to see my house?"
"Yeah, you've seen mine!"
"Well mainly just the bedroom..."
"Don't you want to show me the bedroom at your house?"
Vaughn laughed good naturedly. "We're hopeless."
Sydney went in for another kiss. "Just making up for lost time."
His kissed her forhead softly so as not to wake her before attempting to disentangle himself from the sheets and her hand without making too much noise. He wanted to stay, but they had to eat. Somehow he knew if he was beside her when she woke again they would never make it out of bed.
Oddly he found himself incredibly comfortable in her house. Maybe it was because he knew her so well. He almost instinctively knew where she kept everything. He could see himself waking up like this every morning, living out the rest of his life with this woman.
He turned on the stove and retrieved the crepe batter from the fridge. It was well stocked and he also found some strawberries, which he sliced and placed in a bowl.
The clock on the wall indicated it was nearly 11. For the first time since he'd come to Sydney's he thought about work. No doubt everyonce was trying to get a hold of them and was filled with suspicion. After all, it was fairly obvious what they felt for each other. Now they both didn't show up for work. Weiss was going to give him s*** about this. He looked over at the answering machine. It was flashing 6 messages.
He got his cell phone, still in the pocket of his pants. It too showed several missed calls.
The only logical choice was to call Weiss, much as he didn't want to. Weiss would be able to cover for him, though he really didn't want to hear what he had to say. Anyone else was going to chew him out.
Reluctantly he dialed the numbers.
"Weiss?" he spoke in hushed tones.
"Where the hell are you??"
"I need your help Weiss."
"You got lucky didn't you?!"
"Weiss...I mean it..."
"You're at Sydney's!"
"Will you shut up? I need you to cover for us!"
"Not until I get some details!"
"Weiss! Just come up with something, ok? They'll kill us!"
Vaughn hung up the phone before Weiss had a chance to object further. He knew he was going to pay for this later, but it was worth it to be with Sydney.
"Vaughn?" a soft voice sounded from the other room. He had to stamp away the pride that surged up in him at how lost she sounded without him there.
"I'm in the kitchen."
He heard her climb out of bed and rummage through the drawers. A few minutes later she was beside him in a tank top and sweat pants.
"Good morning," he whispered with a grin. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close.
"Good morning."
"Ready for some breakfast?"
"Mmmm...I'm starved."
"Fully understandable. Go sit down." He swatted her butt as she turned and walked to the table. She turned and narrowed her eyes at him.
"No! We're eating now Syd."
She rolled her eyes and sat down.
With a flourish he presented her breakfast.
"Oh my God!"
"Look good."
She turned her eyes from the plate and looked up at him.
"Looks amazing."
He grinned and joined her. They chatted leisurely over breakfast. It was almost as though the CIA and SD-6 did not exist and they were just a normal couple that had been together forever.
They cleared the plates after breakfast and Sydney sighed.
"What was that for?"
"We should probably going to straggle in to work eventually. This is going to be fun to explain."
"We, Sydney Bristow, have the day off."
Her eyes lit up at the prospect. It had been a very long time since she had played hooky at anything.
"How did you manage that?"
He just looked at her mysteriously.
"I have my ways."
"You know I haven't NOT had to work in...God I don't even know how long."
"Today is ours Syd. What do you want to do?"
Sydney thought for a moment.
"I want to see where you live."
"You want to see my house?"
"Yeah, you've seen mine!"
"Well mainly just the bedroom..."
"Don't you want to show me the bedroom at your house?"
Vaughn laughed good naturedly. "We're hopeless."
Sydney went in for another kiss. "Just making up for lost time."