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I pulled in to the driveway and parked the car. I got out, and walked up to the unlocked door and walked in. I headed towards the kitchen.
"Hey, I'm home..." I said nearly dodging the empty soda bottle that was posing as a football. I frowned. "Alright, who wanted the keys so badly??" I asked, slightly perturbed.
"Not me." Said Weiss, returning Vaughn's pass. I looked at Vaughn.
"Hey, Don't look at me." He said, "Rob...go long." Weiss backed up, and caught his pass.
"Then why'd I need to come home?" I said, edging towards Vaughn, the keys twirling on my fingers.
"I missed you." He said sweetly, planting a wet kiss on my lips. I smiled as I pulled away.
"That's sweet and all, but I could have gone shopping." I said, raising my eyebrows. He leaned in a kissed me again, harder. "But, then again I would have missed out on all that." Weiss cleared his throat.
"Excuse me, save the sap until I leave." He said, rolling his eyes. We stared at him, until he got the message. "Alright, Alright...I'm going...I'm going..." He wandered out of the kitchen, into the family room.
"So....now that I'm home...do you wanna go to the pool or the exercise room? I'd kinda like to stay in shape." He stood there, with a puzzled look on his face.
"I don't think I've even seen you in a bathing suit. While you were on missions and such, you were, but I wasn't there with you."
"I think I saw a red bikini in my dresser." I said, rather suductively.
"Move it! Let's go.....I can't wait!" I threw my head back in laughter as Vaughn pushed me gently towards the stairs.
Once we were in our bedroom, Michael went into the bathroom to get changed, so I stayed in the main part of the room. I sliped out of my clothes and tied the bikini, yes a red one, on. I pulled on a pair of knit shorts and a tank top and sat on the bed, waiting for Vaughn. Behind me, I heard the bathroom door creak open.
"What took you so long?" I asked, while flipping my hair up into a ponytail.
"I don't too great in a bathing suit." He replied somewhat selfconciously. I turned around, to face him.
"You look fine." He honestly did. He was built, and most built people looked great in bathing suits. "Here" I threw a T-shirt at him. He put in on, loosely, and went over to the closet. He came out with 2 pairs of flip flops. I put mine on and he walked downstairs. I quickly grabbed my bag with sunlotion ect. in it and followed him.
"Rob. We're leaving." I yelled to him, where-ever he was.
"Whoa! Where's the party going."
"The party is going swimming."
"Hey. Count me in. But you two go ahead. I'll meet you there." Vaughn sighed and rubbed his back reassuringly. Weiss dashed up the stairs as we walked out onto the sidewalk and started the slight inclined path to the pool house.
It turned out to be a very nice day, the sun shining when the temperature was at it highest point, around 80. It was much warmer here, than it probably was in LA. Freshly cut lawns lined the road, and little toddlers were playing in them. School wasn't out yet, and anytime high schoolers would be coming home. I put my hand around Vaughn's waist and he responded by resting his arm on my shoulder. For a spilt second, my life felt normal, surrounded by normalacy (is that a word) and the freedom of my past life. No more living in fear that someone was going to jump out and shoot me. I squeezed Vaughn tighter, and sensing that something was wrong, he rubbed my shoulder.
We walked up to the pool office window. We signed in, since the purchase of the town house came with a membership. She asked if we had been here before, and we hadn't so she explained some of the rules to us.
"No running, horseplay, diving in shallow areas. No one over the age of 7, excluding parents are allowed in the baby pool." She continued. "Towels are over there, please return them before you leave. There is a snack bar, but it is only open on weekends. Feel free to check it out tomorrow. Lets see....please only swim laps in the lanes....you two look like a nice couple...I hace a feeling you won't do anything stupid." She smiled at us, in which we both returned the grin. "Have a nice swim."
We walked over to three chairs in the shade, one for Weiss when he came. It was towards the shallow end, which was perfect, for neither of us had any intentions of diving in today. I sat down on the plastic lounge chair and pulled off my shirt.
"Hun, will you do me?" I asked, obviously implying sunlotion, when I handed him the bottle.
"Well, I've already done you, but..." He didn't continue but applied lotion on my back, massagin it in well. Once he was done, he handed the bottle back and I rubbed lotion in on him. I pulled off my shorts and stood up taking Vaughn's hand with me as I walked to the waters edge. I let his hand slip out of grip, and dipped my foot into the water and then inch by inch, crept into the chilly water, until the water was resting on my hips. The water was still, except for the occasional riplle coming from the two older women swimming laps.
I was shocked by the cold water spraying all over my previously dry body, and whirled around to see Vaughn's smiling face.
"Why did you do that?" I asked, splashing a little water on his face, aware of the fact that he would retaliate, with a larger splash.
"Does every action have to have a reason?" He asked, with a slightly rhetorical twist to it. I shrugged my head in dissatisfaction. He grabbed my hand and looked at me with his devilish eyes. "Holding breathe contest??" He asked. I nodded. There was no way he could outlast me.
"Alright....ready? One....two...." He began
"THREE!" We said together as we went under. I knew that chlorine was bad for your eyes, but I kept them open and looked at Vaughn the entire time, for his were open as well. I smiled about halfway into this crazy contest, allowing a fewq air bubbles to slip out and surface. Just under 1 and a half minutes I felt my grasp with Vaughn loosen and he surfaced. I could have come up then, but I knew the longer I stayed under the more braggin rights I could have.
I surfaced 30 seconds later. I caught my breath, "Nice, Patrick."
"You too, Jess..." He said, rinsing his hand through his hair, relieving the excess water. "Boy, the C (CIA)...will be hurting with out you."
I smiled. "They'll be hurting without you too you know..." I knew he missed his old life as much as I did, so I let tear slip through, immediately wipping it away. He must of seen it, because he soon embraced me and whispered,
"It's alright Syd." Into my ear. That was it. I started bawling my eyes out. I cried for a minute or two, until a shadow hovered over us.
"Hey....stop the love fest." whined a annoyed, but playful Weiss.
"It was not and is not a love fest." Vaughn protected, rather coldly. I pulled away from his warm chest, the cold air shocking my body, and said,
"I'm going to go swim laps." and I did, obviously avoiding the questions that Weiss would soon ask.
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As I swam, I started to cry mentally, it had just hit me that I was no longer Sydney Bristow, Vaughn, was no longer Michael Vaughn, although he would always be in my heart, and Weiss would always be Weiss.....but I had to say goodbye to every thing. Will and Francie and My Father and My Mother and everyone from my past life was gone. I mentally said goodbye to everything. Goodbye Francie Calfo, Goodbye Will Tippin, Goodbye Laura Bristow, Goodbye Irina Derevko, Goodbye Jack Bristow, Goodbye Erin Weiss, Goodbye Michael Vaughn, Goodbye Sydney Bristow.
iFlashback
"Goodbye Syddey Bristow, Goodbye Mommy, and Goodbye Fat Lady." I was about 5 and I had locked myself in the bathroom. I was promised a picnic in the park, but my parents told me that we couldn't, because it was raining.
I was really mad, and ran upstairs, with a photo album of my family. I locked my self in the bathroom and well, began flushing! My parents were banging on the door, beggin me to come out, but I refused.
I must have flushed 30 picutres down the "potty" before my parents picked there way in /i
It seemed really weird now. Both of my parents had been agents, for some country, and could have taken down practically anyone, yet they could not pick a lock on a bathroom door.
My parents. I probably would never see my mother again, and my father. Only if a side trip to Columbus was in the future. Maybe as a second honeymoon. Not very romantic, but it would be worth it.
I swam back to the shallow end, where Weiss was sitting on a bottom step.
"Hey, ummm....wheres Patrick?" I asked. I couldn't see him anywhere.
"He said he wanted to take a nap.....tired?" I nodded, and responded.
"I think I'm gonna head back. Maybe I'll take a nap too, and a shower." I smiled. "Chlorine is really bad for your hair!" I said cheerfully. I hopped out of the pool and dried off, then put of my clothes. I tossed the towel I had used in a green bin and walked out the front entrance, giving a wave to the lady at the front desk.
I wanted to run home, because I knew that Vaughn just wanted to be alone. Running was extremely hard in flip flops, and I wished I was sporting the comfortable adias that I had found stowed away in the back of my closet. Once I got to my *new* front yard, I ditched the sandals and let my feet swim through the soft, fertilized grass.
"Patrick!" I yelled as I walked through the unlocked door.
"Yeah?" He yelled, coming out from our bedroom, only wearing a towel around his waist. He smiled, to assure me that he was fine.
"Are you alright? You left so soon and I just thought...."
"Jess, I'm fine. I just wanted to, you know, be alone. I'm fine really."
"Alright." I sighed, but happily. "Hurry up and take your shower, I need to take one too, okay??"
He got his *nasty* grin again and asked, "Want to take on with me?" I giggled but went upstairs anyway, pulling off my t-shirt on the way. I slipped out of shorts and untied the strings on my bathing suit while Vaughn started the water. I walked into the bathroom and pulled the towel off him, and he thanked me by kissing my lips, and slowly kissing his way down to my chest. I pushed him away, and stuck my hand in the stream of water. It was warm. I pulled him in with me and allowed the water to get us wet, a third time today, for me.
We lathered each others hair with shampoo and covered ourselves in the foam it produced. It was soothing/relaxing, and I leaned up against him as the water rinsed away the soap. I leaned on him until I felt my toes beginning to prune. I put my arms around him and kissed him, as a way to thank him. I reached behind him and shut off the water, and hopped out, grabbing his towel, the only towel in sight. He frowned but I walked out of the room, drying off on the way out.
I reached into the linen closet and threw him a towel as he thanked me. I pulled on the same robe that I was wearing earlier and sat down on our bed. He pulled on a similar robe and sat down next to me. I flipped the TV on with a remote, but hardly paid attention. Vaughn was well nuzzling me and I couldn't help but to nuzzle him back. After the news was over, I got up and walked over to the dresser.
"So, what do you want for dinner?" I asked, knowing that he wouldn't care.
"I'm really in the mood for italian." He answered. "Want me to make some pasta?"
"Nah, that's alright...I'll make it." I pulled on sweats and a t- shirt. The cool air from the AC made my freshly showered body cold. I hung my towel up on the door and kissed Vaughn again and headed downstairs to start dinner.
There we go!! A nice....long....chapter!! Please review. I like reviews....but please....someone use a thesaurus and find a synomyn to 'cute' no offense, but I am really sick of 'cute' being in EVERYONES reviews. okay, not to be rude or act full of myself, but its really getting annyoing. Be creative people!!
I pulled in to the driveway and parked the car. I got out, and walked up to the unlocked door and walked in. I headed towards the kitchen.
"Hey, I'm home..." I said nearly dodging the empty soda bottle that was posing as a football. I frowned. "Alright, who wanted the keys so badly??" I asked, slightly perturbed.
"Not me." Said Weiss, returning Vaughn's pass. I looked at Vaughn.
"Hey, Don't look at me." He said, "Rob...go long." Weiss backed up, and caught his pass.
"Then why'd I need to come home?" I said, edging towards Vaughn, the keys twirling on my fingers.
"I missed you." He said sweetly, planting a wet kiss on my lips. I smiled as I pulled away.
"That's sweet and all, but I could have gone shopping." I said, raising my eyebrows. He leaned in a kissed me again, harder. "But, then again I would have missed out on all that." Weiss cleared his throat.
"Excuse me, save the sap until I leave." He said, rolling his eyes. We stared at him, until he got the message. "Alright, Alright...I'm going...I'm going..." He wandered out of the kitchen, into the family room.
"So....now that I'm home...do you wanna go to the pool or the exercise room? I'd kinda like to stay in shape." He stood there, with a puzzled look on his face.
"I don't think I've even seen you in a bathing suit. While you were on missions and such, you were, but I wasn't there with you."
"I think I saw a red bikini in my dresser." I said, rather suductively.
"Move it! Let's go.....I can't wait!" I threw my head back in laughter as Vaughn pushed me gently towards the stairs.
Once we were in our bedroom, Michael went into the bathroom to get changed, so I stayed in the main part of the room. I sliped out of my clothes and tied the bikini, yes a red one, on. I pulled on a pair of knit shorts and a tank top and sat on the bed, waiting for Vaughn. Behind me, I heard the bathroom door creak open.
"What took you so long?" I asked, while flipping my hair up into a ponytail.
"I don't too great in a bathing suit." He replied somewhat selfconciously. I turned around, to face him.
"You look fine." He honestly did. He was built, and most built people looked great in bathing suits. "Here" I threw a T-shirt at him. He put in on, loosely, and went over to the closet. He came out with 2 pairs of flip flops. I put mine on and he walked downstairs. I quickly grabbed my bag with sunlotion ect. in it and followed him.
"Rob. We're leaving." I yelled to him, where-ever he was.
"Whoa! Where's the party going."
"The party is going swimming."
"Hey. Count me in. But you two go ahead. I'll meet you there." Vaughn sighed and rubbed his back reassuringly. Weiss dashed up the stairs as we walked out onto the sidewalk and started the slight inclined path to the pool house.
It turned out to be a very nice day, the sun shining when the temperature was at it highest point, around 80. It was much warmer here, than it probably was in LA. Freshly cut lawns lined the road, and little toddlers were playing in them. School wasn't out yet, and anytime high schoolers would be coming home. I put my hand around Vaughn's waist and he responded by resting his arm on my shoulder. For a spilt second, my life felt normal, surrounded by normalacy (is that a word) and the freedom of my past life. No more living in fear that someone was going to jump out and shoot me. I squeezed Vaughn tighter, and sensing that something was wrong, he rubbed my shoulder.
We walked up to the pool office window. We signed in, since the purchase of the town house came with a membership. She asked if we had been here before, and we hadn't so she explained some of the rules to us.
"No running, horseplay, diving in shallow areas. No one over the age of 7, excluding parents are allowed in the baby pool." She continued. "Towels are over there, please return them before you leave. There is a snack bar, but it is only open on weekends. Feel free to check it out tomorrow. Lets see....please only swim laps in the lanes....you two look like a nice couple...I hace a feeling you won't do anything stupid." She smiled at us, in which we both returned the grin. "Have a nice swim."
We walked over to three chairs in the shade, one for Weiss when he came. It was towards the shallow end, which was perfect, for neither of us had any intentions of diving in today. I sat down on the plastic lounge chair and pulled off my shirt.
"Hun, will you do me?" I asked, obviously implying sunlotion, when I handed him the bottle.
"Well, I've already done you, but..." He didn't continue but applied lotion on my back, massagin it in well. Once he was done, he handed the bottle back and I rubbed lotion in on him. I pulled off my shorts and stood up taking Vaughn's hand with me as I walked to the waters edge. I let his hand slip out of grip, and dipped my foot into the water and then inch by inch, crept into the chilly water, until the water was resting on my hips. The water was still, except for the occasional riplle coming from the two older women swimming laps.
I was shocked by the cold water spraying all over my previously dry body, and whirled around to see Vaughn's smiling face.
"Why did you do that?" I asked, splashing a little water on his face, aware of the fact that he would retaliate, with a larger splash.
"Does every action have to have a reason?" He asked, with a slightly rhetorical twist to it. I shrugged my head in dissatisfaction. He grabbed my hand and looked at me with his devilish eyes. "Holding breathe contest??" He asked. I nodded. There was no way he could outlast me.
"Alright....ready? One....two...." He began
"THREE!" We said together as we went under. I knew that chlorine was bad for your eyes, but I kept them open and looked at Vaughn the entire time, for his were open as well. I smiled about halfway into this crazy contest, allowing a fewq air bubbles to slip out and surface. Just under 1 and a half minutes I felt my grasp with Vaughn loosen and he surfaced. I could have come up then, but I knew the longer I stayed under the more braggin rights I could have.
I surfaced 30 seconds later. I caught my breath, "Nice, Patrick."
"You too, Jess..." He said, rinsing his hand through his hair, relieving the excess water. "Boy, the C (CIA)...will be hurting with out you."
I smiled. "They'll be hurting without you too you know..." I knew he missed his old life as much as I did, so I let tear slip through, immediately wipping it away. He must of seen it, because he soon embraced me and whispered,
"It's alright Syd." Into my ear. That was it. I started bawling my eyes out. I cried for a minute or two, until a shadow hovered over us.
"Hey....stop the love fest." whined a annoyed, but playful Weiss.
"It was not and is not a love fest." Vaughn protected, rather coldly. I pulled away from his warm chest, the cold air shocking my body, and said,
"I'm going to go swim laps." and I did, obviously avoiding the questions that Weiss would soon ask.
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As I swam, I started to cry mentally, it had just hit me that I was no longer Sydney Bristow, Vaughn, was no longer Michael Vaughn, although he would always be in my heart, and Weiss would always be Weiss.....but I had to say goodbye to every thing. Will and Francie and My Father and My Mother and everyone from my past life was gone. I mentally said goodbye to everything. Goodbye Francie Calfo, Goodbye Will Tippin, Goodbye Laura Bristow, Goodbye Irina Derevko, Goodbye Jack Bristow, Goodbye Erin Weiss, Goodbye Michael Vaughn, Goodbye Sydney Bristow.
iFlashback
"Goodbye Syddey Bristow, Goodbye Mommy, and Goodbye Fat Lady." I was about 5 and I had locked myself in the bathroom. I was promised a picnic in the park, but my parents told me that we couldn't, because it was raining.
I was really mad, and ran upstairs, with a photo album of my family. I locked my self in the bathroom and well, began flushing! My parents were banging on the door, beggin me to come out, but I refused.
I must have flushed 30 picutres down the "potty" before my parents picked there way in /i
It seemed really weird now. Both of my parents had been agents, for some country, and could have taken down practically anyone, yet they could not pick a lock on a bathroom door.
My parents. I probably would never see my mother again, and my father. Only if a side trip to Columbus was in the future. Maybe as a second honeymoon. Not very romantic, but it would be worth it.
I swam back to the shallow end, where Weiss was sitting on a bottom step.
"Hey, ummm....wheres Patrick?" I asked. I couldn't see him anywhere.
"He said he wanted to take a nap.....tired?" I nodded, and responded.
"I think I'm gonna head back. Maybe I'll take a nap too, and a shower." I smiled. "Chlorine is really bad for your hair!" I said cheerfully. I hopped out of the pool and dried off, then put of my clothes. I tossed the towel I had used in a green bin and walked out the front entrance, giving a wave to the lady at the front desk.
I wanted to run home, because I knew that Vaughn just wanted to be alone. Running was extremely hard in flip flops, and I wished I was sporting the comfortable adias that I had found stowed away in the back of my closet. Once I got to my *new* front yard, I ditched the sandals and let my feet swim through the soft, fertilized grass.
"Patrick!" I yelled as I walked through the unlocked door.
"Yeah?" He yelled, coming out from our bedroom, only wearing a towel around his waist. He smiled, to assure me that he was fine.
"Are you alright? You left so soon and I just thought...."
"Jess, I'm fine. I just wanted to, you know, be alone. I'm fine really."
"Alright." I sighed, but happily. "Hurry up and take your shower, I need to take one too, okay??"
He got his *nasty* grin again and asked, "Want to take on with me?" I giggled but went upstairs anyway, pulling off my t-shirt on the way. I slipped out of shorts and untied the strings on my bathing suit while Vaughn started the water. I walked into the bathroom and pulled the towel off him, and he thanked me by kissing my lips, and slowly kissing his way down to my chest. I pushed him away, and stuck my hand in the stream of water. It was warm. I pulled him in with me and allowed the water to get us wet, a third time today, for me.
We lathered each others hair with shampoo and covered ourselves in the foam it produced. It was soothing/relaxing, and I leaned up against him as the water rinsed away the soap. I leaned on him until I felt my toes beginning to prune. I put my arms around him and kissed him, as a way to thank him. I reached behind him and shut off the water, and hopped out, grabbing his towel, the only towel in sight. He frowned but I walked out of the room, drying off on the way out.
I reached into the linen closet and threw him a towel as he thanked me. I pulled on the same robe that I was wearing earlier and sat down on our bed. He pulled on a similar robe and sat down next to me. I flipped the TV on with a remote, but hardly paid attention. Vaughn was well nuzzling me and I couldn't help but to nuzzle him back. After the news was over, I got up and walked over to the dresser.
"So, what do you want for dinner?" I asked, knowing that he wouldn't care.
"I'm really in the mood for italian." He answered. "Want me to make some pasta?"
"Nah, that's alright...I'll make it." I pulled on sweats and a t- shirt. The cool air from the AC made my freshly showered body cold. I hung my towel up on the door and kissed Vaughn again and headed downstairs to start dinner.
There we go!! A nice....long....chapter!! Please review. I like reviews....but please....someone use a thesaurus and find a synomyn to 'cute' no offense, but I am really sick of 'cute' being in EVERYONES reviews. okay, not to be rude or act full of myself, but its really getting annyoing. Be creative people!!