Thanks for the reveiws, comments, critism...ect.! This chapter is pretty
corny, but people really wanted something to happen, so here it is!
I clicked 'Open Mail.' To: Sydney Bristow. From: -Unknown User- It Read:
"Hi Sydney, It's Marshall, you know, from the Tech Center at the CIA. This e-mail is untraceable, so make sure you delete it from your hard drive, just in case they check your computer, we won't get in trouble. That wouldn't be good, because then we'd have to leave the CIA, well, you've alreadly left the CIA, but not really. Sorry.
I thought I fill you in on what's happened after your 'death' We we all told the truth, including Will. It'd be pretty hard to keep that from him, considering he's one of us. It's freaked him out, and he's determined to find you. He can't find you Sydney. He'll get in a lot of trouble if he does. If he does find you. Take him to your office and into the secure backroom. Then tell him to come back. Make him come back, because I don't want to see him, you know, like Danny. That was your ex-boyfriend right? Daniel Hect. Anyway, he didn't show up for work yesterday or today and I'm guessing Kendall already has a team on him. Just thought you'd like to know. -Marshall"
That brought tears to my eyes. The whole thing on Danny. Why couldn't I had been able to live this life with Danny? What was I saying. I love Michael Vaughn now, not Daniel Hect. And Will. He found out the truth about me, and now, that was all taken away. Shit. I really hoped he didn't come to find me. He had so many connections that it wouldn't be too hard to find me. As much as I loved him, that would bring back too many bad memories.
"Should I tell Michael?" I thought to myself. I think I should, but he would probably overreact. God, why is all this happening to me?
"Jess?" I snapped back to reality.
"Yes?" I answered to Julie Daniels, who was a CIA agent for the Houston office.
"Some guy is here to see you." She said in a sing-songy voice. Vaughn. Without thinking, I minimized my screen and left the Paradise wallpaper showing. I quickly stood up banging my knee on my desk, and went to the front lobby area.
"Hey Jess." I whirled around. I smiled. Thank god. It was Michael. I would have freaked if it was Will.
"Hey Honey." I said, meeting his lips for a quick kiss. We were never allowed to kiss in in office back at the CIA, but this was different. "Come here." I said, walking towards the room marked, "Janitors Closet" He had a puzzled look on his face. Inside, there were no brooms or mops, only a table and a few chairs. "Don't worry, I said, this is a secure room."
"Oh. What's wrong." He asked.
"Why do you automatically assume something's wrong?" I asked him back.
"Is there some other reason we are in a secure, most likely bug free room?" He said suggestively.
"Sorry. I'm a little freaked out. I didn't mean to get on your case." I smiled. "I got an e-mail today, from Marshall. He said it couldn't be tracked or read by anyone else. He said Will is trying to find me."
"Will? Your friend Will, the analyst Will? Why?"
"I think all of this is too much for him. Just a few months ago, he thought I worked for a bank, but he found out I'm a double agent, and now I'm supposively dead. I'd be a little freaked too. That's a lot to handle."
"What else did Marshall say?"
"He said that Will can't come and find me. If he does and someone finds out, he could be in a lot of trouble."
"Oh. What are you going..."
"If he comes, I'm taking in here and explaining ot him why he has to go home. I can't let him get hurt." I said. "Why are you here?" I asked.
"I didn't have any clients today, so the gym sent me home." I thought maybe we could get lunch later." I smiled.
"I'd like lunch."
"Okay. I'll come back around 12:30. I need to go home and get changed and shower." He said, motioning to his sweats and T-Shirt he was currently sporting. I laughed, meeting him lips in a playful, "Ok!" I pulled away, only centimeters from his lips, "I have to get back to work now." I gave him a 'goodbye kiss' and walked out of the room, letting the door shut he hind me. A few minutes later, he walked out and waved good bye to me at my desk.
I set up 2 families with trips to the Bahamas and before I knew it, someone was tapping me on the shoulder. I spun around in my chair and smiled at Vaughn, who was holding flowers.
"Aww....they're so beautiful. Thank you!" I said
"Whoever said they were for you?" He asked sarcastically, putting them in the vase that I had just taken out of my desk drawer. I kissed him as soon as he leaned over.
"Come on....lets go." He said, pulling me up.
"Alright, I just have to tell Sue that I'm going out."
We walked out to the lobby again.
"Sue, Patrick and I are going out to lunch."
She gave us a wave for she was busy at her desk, and we walked out to the car.
"So, where are we going?" I asked Vaughn, putting my arm around his waist.
"Mmmm...I don't know, do you want a hot lunch or a cold lunch?" He asked, putting his arm around me.
"Hot, unless you want cold. I'm fine with hoagies." I answered. I really didn't care where we were going as long as went soon! I was getting hungry.
"Hot's fine. How about Italian?" He smiled, and looked at me.
"Remember the last time we had Italian?" I asked quietly.
"Yeah. It's how we ended up here. I'm kinda glad we are here."
"Why? So that we could leave all our friends in LA? My life was in LA." I said angrily.
"So was my life, Jess, Syd." He whispered my name quietly, which sent a reality check. "But, you are here and Eric too. I'm lucky to have either of you, but I have both. Don't you think that's something amazing? We could be here with someone else. Heck, you could be married to Weiss." We both shruddered at the thought.
"I'm sorry." I said regretfully. "I really am. I guess I am pretty lucky to be stuck here with you and Weiss."
"Oh, You're 'Stuck' here now are you? That's all it is, stuck here?" Vaughn questioned. Thank god the mood was lighter.
"You know what I mean. If we could, I bet we would want to be other places right about now." Vaughn unlocked the car and I open the passenger side and slipped in.
"Well not right now, but maybe 15 minutes ago, when you weren't with me." I laughed and punched him playfully.
"Stop punching me!" He commanded.
"I'm sorry." I kissed him quickly, hard for forgivness.
"It's alright." He said, just as we pulled apart.
"Are you sure?" I asked, kissing him just as hard, but longer.
"Yep, definately sure." He said. That kiss must have been convincing. He pulled out of the parking lot. "Okay...where do you want to go?"
"How about the Olive Garden?"
"Do you know where it is?"
"Yeah, I pass it on the back way to work. Go to the K-Mart and turn left." He did so, and I continued to give directions until we pulled in the parking lot.
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"Two, please." Michael asked the hostess.
"Just a minute, please." They responded.
Less then 30 seconds later, "Right this way." We followed the hostess to a small booth by the window. "Would you like something to drink?" She asked, as she placed menu's in front of us.
"Could you bring a bottle of your finest, wine, white please." Vaughn spoke for both of us. I stared at him with a little smile, for a minute before he noticed. "What are you stare-ing at?" He asked, with a cocky grin on his face.
"That cute guy behind you, no you."
"Very funny. Why?"
"Because, I don't understand why one man can be so perfect."
"Right back at you, except woman."
The waitress came back with wine and 2 glasses. We sipped on our wine and ate our main dishes once they were ordered for about 2 hours, talking about this and that and things that we didn't know about each other.
"Shit. Patrick, I have to get back to work. We close in a half an hour and I still have work to do. I promised Rob I'd pick up a map for his big date. Come on, lets go." He guzzled the rest of his wine and went out into the parking lot.
"Hon, can you stop and get the map, thank you."
"Whoa, you don't even let me answer. Is that what marriage is all about? I thought it was all about communication."
"Not this marriage." I said jokingly. "Thanks for the lunch. I'll see you when you get home." I kissed him quickly and dashed into the office.
"Glad to see you back, Jess. Umm....someone's here to see you." Sue told me.
"Shit." I thought to myself. "Who is it?" I said, with a faked smile on my face.
"I don't know, he didn't give me his name. He's oh, about as tall as Patrick with blonde hair. Kinda cute."
"Hey, Sue, you're married!"
"I can dream can't I?"
"Sure you can. Where is he?"
"In the waiting room."
"I took a deep breath and walked towards the waiting room.
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Who-hoo, is this enough action??? don't worry, more coming, but my fingers are cramping. I thought up all this in an hour. I couldn't figure it out in my head so it might be confusing, but any questions? ask away!
I clicked 'Open Mail.' To: Sydney Bristow. From: -Unknown User- It Read:
"Hi Sydney, It's Marshall, you know, from the Tech Center at the CIA. This e-mail is untraceable, so make sure you delete it from your hard drive, just in case they check your computer, we won't get in trouble. That wouldn't be good, because then we'd have to leave the CIA, well, you've alreadly left the CIA, but not really. Sorry.
I thought I fill you in on what's happened after your 'death' We we all told the truth, including Will. It'd be pretty hard to keep that from him, considering he's one of us. It's freaked him out, and he's determined to find you. He can't find you Sydney. He'll get in a lot of trouble if he does. If he does find you. Take him to your office and into the secure backroom. Then tell him to come back. Make him come back, because I don't want to see him, you know, like Danny. That was your ex-boyfriend right? Daniel Hect. Anyway, he didn't show up for work yesterday or today and I'm guessing Kendall already has a team on him. Just thought you'd like to know. -Marshall"
That brought tears to my eyes. The whole thing on Danny. Why couldn't I had been able to live this life with Danny? What was I saying. I love Michael Vaughn now, not Daniel Hect. And Will. He found out the truth about me, and now, that was all taken away. Shit. I really hoped he didn't come to find me. He had so many connections that it wouldn't be too hard to find me. As much as I loved him, that would bring back too many bad memories.
"Should I tell Michael?" I thought to myself. I think I should, but he would probably overreact. God, why is all this happening to me?
"Jess?" I snapped back to reality.
"Yes?" I answered to Julie Daniels, who was a CIA agent for the Houston office.
"Some guy is here to see you." She said in a sing-songy voice. Vaughn. Without thinking, I minimized my screen and left the Paradise wallpaper showing. I quickly stood up banging my knee on my desk, and went to the front lobby area.
"Hey Jess." I whirled around. I smiled. Thank god. It was Michael. I would have freaked if it was Will.
"Hey Honey." I said, meeting his lips for a quick kiss. We were never allowed to kiss in in office back at the CIA, but this was different. "Come here." I said, walking towards the room marked, "Janitors Closet" He had a puzzled look on his face. Inside, there were no brooms or mops, only a table and a few chairs. "Don't worry, I said, this is a secure room."
"Oh. What's wrong." He asked.
"Why do you automatically assume something's wrong?" I asked him back.
"Is there some other reason we are in a secure, most likely bug free room?" He said suggestively.
"Sorry. I'm a little freaked out. I didn't mean to get on your case." I smiled. "I got an e-mail today, from Marshall. He said it couldn't be tracked or read by anyone else. He said Will is trying to find me."
"Will? Your friend Will, the analyst Will? Why?"
"I think all of this is too much for him. Just a few months ago, he thought I worked for a bank, but he found out I'm a double agent, and now I'm supposively dead. I'd be a little freaked too. That's a lot to handle."
"What else did Marshall say?"
"He said that Will can't come and find me. If he does and someone finds out, he could be in a lot of trouble."
"Oh. What are you going..."
"If he comes, I'm taking in here and explaining ot him why he has to go home. I can't let him get hurt." I said. "Why are you here?" I asked.
"I didn't have any clients today, so the gym sent me home." I thought maybe we could get lunch later." I smiled.
"I'd like lunch."
"Okay. I'll come back around 12:30. I need to go home and get changed and shower." He said, motioning to his sweats and T-Shirt he was currently sporting. I laughed, meeting him lips in a playful, "Ok!" I pulled away, only centimeters from his lips, "I have to get back to work now." I gave him a 'goodbye kiss' and walked out of the room, letting the door shut he hind me. A few minutes later, he walked out and waved good bye to me at my desk.
I set up 2 families with trips to the Bahamas and before I knew it, someone was tapping me on the shoulder. I spun around in my chair and smiled at Vaughn, who was holding flowers.
"Aww....they're so beautiful. Thank you!" I said
"Whoever said they were for you?" He asked sarcastically, putting them in the vase that I had just taken out of my desk drawer. I kissed him as soon as he leaned over.
"Come on....lets go." He said, pulling me up.
"Alright, I just have to tell Sue that I'm going out."
We walked out to the lobby again.
"Sue, Patrick and I are going out to lunch."
She gave us a wave for she was busy at her desk, and we walked out to the car.
"So, where are we going?" I asked Vaughn, putting my arm around his waist.
"Mmmm...I don't know, do you want a hot lunch or a cold lunch?" He asked, putting his arm around me.
"Hot, unless you want cold. I'm fine with hoagies." I answered. I really didn't care where we were going as long as went soon! I was getting hungry.
"Hot's fine. How about Italian?" He smiled, and looked at me.
"Remember the last time we had Italian?" I asked quietly.
"Yeah. It's how we ended up here. I'm kinda glad we are here."
"Why? So that we could leave all our friends in LA? My life was in LA." I said angrily.
"So was my life, Jess, Syd." He whispered my name quietly, which sent a reality check. "But, you are here and Eric too. I'm lucky to have either of you, but I have both. Don't you think that's something amazing? We could be here with someone else. Heck, you could be married to Weiss." We both shruddered at the thought.
"I'm sorry." I said regretfully. "I really am. I guess I am pretty lucky to be stuck here with you and Weiss."
"Oh, You're 'Stuck' here now are you? That's all it is, stuck here?" Vaughn questioned. Thank god the mood was lighter.
"You know what I mean. If we could, I bet we would want to be other places right about now." Vaughn unlocked the car and I open the passenger side and slipped in.
"Well not right now, but maybe 15 minutes ago, when you weren't with me." I laughed and punched him playfully.
"Stop punching me!" He commanded.
"I'm sorry." I kissed him quickly, hard for forgivness.
"It's alright." He said, just as we pulled apart.
"Are you sure?" I asked, kissing him just as hard, but longer.
"Yep, definately sure." He said. That kiss must have been convincing. He pulled out of the parking lot. "Okay...where do you want to go?"
"How about the Olive Garden?"
"Do you know where it is?"
"Yeah, I pass it on the back way to work. Go to the K-Mart and turn left." He did so, and I continued to give directions until we pulled in the parking lot.
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"Two, please." Michael asked the hostess.
"Just a minute, please." They responded.
Less then 30 seconds later, "Right this way." We followed the hostess to a small booth by the window. "Would you like something to drink?" She asked, as she placed menu's in front of us.
"Could you bring a bottle of your finest, wine, white please." Vaughn spoke for both of us. I stared at him with a little smile, for a minute before he noticed. "What are you stare-ing at?" He asked, with a cocky grin on his face.
"That cute guy behind you, no you."
"Very funny. Why?"
"Because, I don't understand why one man can be so perfect."
"Right back at you, except woman."
The waitress came back with wine and 2 glasses. We sipped on our wine and ate our main dishes once they were ordered for about 2 hours, talking about this and that and things that we didn't know about each other.
"Shit. Patrick, I have to get back to work. We close in a half an hour and I still have work to do. I promised Rob I'd pick up a map for his big date. Come on, lets go." He guzzled the rest of his wine and went out into the parking lot.
"Hon, can you stop and get the map, thank you."
"Whoa, you don't even let me answer. Is that what marriage is all about? I thought it was all about communication."
"Not this marriage." I said jokingly. "Thanks for the lunch. I'll see you when you get home." I kissed him quickly and dashed into the office.
"Glad to see you back, Jess. Umm....someone's here to see you." Sue told me.
"Shit." I thought to myself. "Who is it?" I said, with a faked smile on my face.
"I don't know, he didn't give me his name. He's oh, about as tall as Patrick with blonde hair. Kinda cute."
"Hey, Sue, you're married!"
"I can dream can't I?"
"Sure you can. Where is he?"
"In the waiting room."
"I took a deep breath and walked towards the waiting room.
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Who-hoo, is this enough action??? don't worry, more coming, but my fingers are cramping. I thought up all this in an hour. I couldn't figure it out in my head so it might be confusing, but any questions? ask away!