Ooo!!! I was rereading chapter 3, and I realized that towards the end I
started throwing in some 'we' and some 'I' If that ever happens, It is in
Sydneys point of view.
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His apartment was on the second floor, so he opened the front door and held it open for Sydney, who had been smiling the whole time. They strode up the stairs, Vaughn almost puling her all the way. The second door on their right, he stopped and unlocked the door.
'The second door on the right' Sydney remembered to herself, just in case, just in case she'd ever need to find her way back. She smothered a chuckle, and as Vaughn gave her 'a look' and led her into the hallway.
"It's not a great as your place, but..." Vaughn began, rubbing his hands nervously through his hair. Syd stepped farther in and glanced around, smiling again.
"I love it." She stepped father yet in and stroked the forest green leather sofa. "I have to admit though, when I move in, I'm gonna have to make it more me and less Vaughn." She said playfully, backing up into his arms. She was reffering to the hockey posters hanging up in this room, and from what she could see, in the bedroom too. She flipped around and caught his lips, but only shortly. "I think we need to celebrate now." He agreed by returning the kiss, only this time it lasted longer.
Pulling gently, she led him into the bedroom and pulled off his jacket as they laid on the bed, continually kissing hard, harder. He pulled away and Sydney opened her eyes.
"We can't do this Syd. At least not right now, we have to catch the plane in an hour and a half, and I still have to pack." Vaughn said, regretfully. He brought his hand up to stroke her hair, then her cheek. He leaned forward and kissed her forhead, as her groaned and rolled her eyes. "Come on." Vaugh grabbed her and pulled her, popping up to a standing posistion.
Once she was standing, he walked into a closet towards the back of the room and came out with 2 pairs of pants. He laid them on the bed next to wear Sydney had found a seat again and went back in the closet and came out again with 3 shirts.
"So, do you want to go out to dinner in New York?" Sydney asked, adjusting her blouse. Vaughn walked over to his dresser and took out a few undershirts and boxers. (I know. Vaughn is so much more of a boxer-brief guy. But now that we ALL saw Vaughn in boxers, I feel the need to put him in boxers.) He tossed them down on top of his other clothes.
"Sure. We're probably apt to have some off time." He said. Grabbing a toothbrush from the bathroom.
"Yeah, well..." Syd began, scratching her neck nervously.
"What aren't you telling me?" Vaughn pressed. Moving closer to where she was sitting.
"Umm, we actually don't have to hurry back. I told my dad to, cover for us. I said I needed a vacation, and he agreed that I needed some time off." Syd smiled sweetly, attempting to gain Vaughn's forgiveness. "I should have told you earlier, but I didn't want you to get all worked up."
"It's alright. Hey, that means I'm gonna have to bring a suit. Maybe we can go to dinner and a play, you know, on Broadway. Did you pack something nice?" He asked.
"Yeah. Francie packed a lot of things for me. Speaking of which, she commented how I looked great in this one dress, but she had never seen me in it. That's a little weird."
"Why? You look great in everything! She was just stating the obvious."
"Thanks. But, she has been acting a little weird lately you know."
"We all have our off days, Syd."
"I'm just worried."
"If it will make you feel better, I'll have someone check up on her. Maybe she has been acting weird. Maybe Sloane or someone contacted her..."
"No Vaughn. I would know..."
"Syd, relax." He gave her a hug. "I'll do some checking myself when we get back alright? But please relax, I do not think I want to go on a trip with an uptight Sydney Bristow." She playfully, yet agressively hit him on the back. "Ow! Francie obviously knew what she was talking about." She hit him again. "Sorry." Vaughn murmered, standing up.
He emerged from the closet carrying a suit in a bag. A suitcase was in his other hand. He folded his clothes and laid them in the suitcase. He grabbed his toiletry bag and tossed in on top. Syd helped his zip up the bag, and she carried it out into the kitchen.
"Hon, can I get a drink?" Sydney yelled back into the bedroom.
"You shouldn't have to ask, but help yourself." Vaughn replied. She grabbed a can of diet Coke, and took a big gulp, the fizz, shockingly refreshing. (Sound Familiar) Syd tossed the can into at box of recycles.
"Ready, Michael?" She called. In the other room, he grabbed a gun and a small box off the dresser and shoved them in his pockets. He came out into the kitchen and met Sydney's warm lips.
"Yeah." He said, only centimeters away from the lips he had just been kissing. He kissed her again, and smiled, pulling away. "I love you."
"I love you more." (Syd)
"No, I love you more." (Vaughn)
"I think your mistaken, I love you more than you." (Syd)
"No, I don't think so...Oh, what's the point." Vaughn smiled. "I can't win can I?"
"No. You can't" Syd laughed. "Come on." She grabbed his suitcase and opened the door. They walked towards the stairs and the car.
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Okay, just so everyone knows, I absolutely SUCK at doing plane rides, and I don't like them either, so in chapter 5, they are in new york. Just a heads up! REVEIW PLEASE!! Maybe 20 reviews total??
His apartment was on the second floor, so he opened the front door and held it open for Sydney, who had been smiling the whole time. They strode up the stairs, Vaughn almost puling her all the way. The second door on their right, he stopped and unlocked the door.
'The second door on the right' Sydney remembered to herself, just in case, just in case she'd ever need to find her way back. She smothered a chuckle, and as Vaughn gave her 'a look' and led her into the hallway.
"It's not a great as your place, but..." Vaughn began, rubbing his hands nervously through his hair. Syd stepped farther in and glanced around, smiling again.
"I love it." She stepped father yet in and stroked the forest green leather sofa. "I have to admit though, when I move in, I'm gonna have to make it more me and less Vaughn." She said playfully, backing up into his arms. She was reffering to the hockey posters hanging up in this room, and from what she could see, in the bedroom too. She flipped around and caught his lips, but only shortly. "I think we need to celebrate now." He agreed by returning the kiss, only this time it lasted longer.
Pulling gently, she led him into the bedroom and pulled off his jacket as they laid on the bed, continually kissing hard, harder. He pulled away and Sydney opened her eyes.
"We can't do this Syd. At least not right now, we have to catch the plane in an hour and a half, and I still have to pack." Vaughn said, regretfully. He brought his hand up to stroke her hair, then her cheek. He leaned forward and kissed her forhead, as her groaned and rolled her eyes. "Come on." Vaugh grabbed her and pulled her, popping up to a standing posistion.
Once she was standing, he walked into a closet towards the back of the room and came out with 2 pairs of pants. He laid them on the bed next to wear Sydney had found a seat again and went back in the closet and came out again with 3 shirts.
"So, do you want to go out to dinner in New York?" Sydney asked, adjusting her blouse. Vaughn walked over to his dresser and took out a few undershirts and boxers. (I know. Vaughn is so much more of a boxer-brief guy. But now that we ALL saw Vaughn in boxers, I feel the need to put him in boxers.) He tossed them down on top of his other clothes.
"Sure. We're probably apt to have some off time." He said. Grabbing a toothbrush from the bathroom.
"Yeah, well..." Syd began, scratching her neck nervously.
"What aren't you telling me?" Vaughn pressed. Moving closer to where she was sitting.
"Umm, we actually don't have to hurry back. I told my dad to, cover for us. I said I needed a vacation, and he agreed that I needed some time off." Syd smiled sweetly, attempting to gain Vaughn's forgiveness. "I should have told you earlier, but I didn't want you to get all worked up."
"It's alright. Hey, that means I'm gonna have to bring a suit. Maybe we can go to dinner and a play, you know, on Broadway. Did you pack something nice?" He asked.
"Yeah. Francie packed a lot of things for me. Speaking of which, she commented how I looked great in this one dress, but she had never seen me in it. That's a little weird."
"Why? You look great in everything! She was just stating the obvious."
"Thanks. But, she has been acting a little weird lately you know."
"We all have our off days, Syd."
"I'm just worried."
"If it will make you feel better, I'll have someone check up on her. Maybe she has been acting weird. Maybe Sloane or someone contacted her..."
"No Vaughn. I would know..."
"Syd, relax." He gave her a hug. "I'll do some checking myself when we get back alright? But please relax, I do not think I want to go on a trip with an uptight Sydney Bristow." She playfully, yet agressively hit him on the back. "Ow! Francie obviously knew what she was talking about." She hit him again. "Sorry." Vaughn murmered, standing up.
He emerged from the closet carrying a suit in a bag. A suitcase was in his other hand. He folded his clothes and laid them in the suitcase. He grabbed his toiletry bag and tossed in on top. Syd helped his zip up the bag, and she carried it out into the kitchen.
"Hon, can I get a drink?" Sydney yelled back into the bedroom.
"You shouldn't have to ask, but help yourself." Vaughn replied. She grabbed a can of diet Coke, and took a big gulp, the fizz, shockingly refreshing. (Sound Familiar) Syd tossed the can into at box of recycles.
"Ready, Michael?" She called. In the other room, he grabbed a gun and a small box off the dresser and shoved them in his pockets. He came out into the kitchen and met Sydney's warm lips.
"Yeah." He said, only centimeters away from the lips he had just been kissing. He kissed her again, and smiled, pulling away. "I love you."
"I love you more." (Syd)
"No, I love you more." (Vaughn)
"I think your mistaken, I love you more than you." (Syd)
"No, I don't think so...Oh, what's the point." Vaughn smiled. "I can't win can I?"
"No. You can't" Syd laughed. "Come on." She grabbed his suitcase and opened the door. They walked towards the stairs and the car.
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Okay, just so everyone knows, I absolutely SUCK at doing plane rides, and I don't like them either, so in chapter 5, they are in new york. Just a heads up! REVEIW PLEASE!! Maybe 20 reviews total??