Conclusions
A/N: Please tell me whether I should continue - I seriously don't know where I'm going with this, and I have no idea how my grammar etc is going. ! also, can anybody tell me how I can do italics, bold and underlining?
aaa: thank you for your review! My first review EVER! ( you're so sweet! thanx!
charmedgal005: yuppidyo! I think it's going to be a bit dark .. but it will definitely end up as a s/v thing.
emma453: thanx! every review I get makes me so happy!!!!
leondra: ooooooh but I am nervous! this is the first thing I've ever written!
mommynozebestmyarse: no they're not together yet.. I live in australia, so second season hasn't even aired here yet. (
alexis: I agree too! thanx for the suggestions and encouragement!
kittyfantastico: thanx for your support! I'll try and write a bit longer next time
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~ Sydney hadn't noticed, but tears fell silently down her cheek. Vaughn had pulled her into a tight embrace, and she realised that she didn't have to go through this alone.
Nobody said a word, but at that time, words weren't needed. ~
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Vaughn had given her what she needed most at that moment. The strength to go on, and respect - something which she never thought she would have again, especially from him.
It was something, she felt, that was undeserved - how could he still respect her? She had let them brutalize her; she had given up; she should have tried harder.
As she choked back tears, she knew that the façade she was putting on was finally breaking down, and this scared her. She had never felt so out of control. This was the first time she had been so broken, yet she was still reluctant to let go of the little power she held over situations. Yes, she was willing to lift the disguise now, but she still wasn't ready to talk about it or relive the experiences of her last mission.
Vaughn knew that helping her overcome all this would take time. He was immensely grateful for the fact that she had come to him first. He knew just how much courage and trust it took her, to allow him to see her in that state and with this in mind, he wasn't about to let her down.
Inside, he was hurting just as much as she was. He felt the pain that she felt, but he would have endured a million times that - if only Sydney wouldn't have to suffer. This time, it was Vaughn putting on the façade. He had to be strong, for Sydney's sake.
'I'll be there Syd, I promise..,' he began, 'and I just want to let you know that you never have to pretend to be something you aren't when you're with me.. never ever.' He waited nervously for her response, not sure of her reactions.
But the flood gates finally broke, and once Sydney began to release all the bottled up emotions, there was no stopping her. So he sat there patiently, always holding her hand, stroking her hair or putting his arms around her. But no matter what he did, he hoped one message got through - he was there, and would always be there to comfort, guide and strengthen her whatever the circumstance.
'Syd....' , he asked softly, breaking the silence, 'Syd, do you want to go home?'. His voice was full of compassion, care and understanding.
It was a while before Sydney answered. Tears were still silently running down her cheek; her body shaking with each sob. She said nothing; instead, she gave the slightest nod - a nod which only Vaughn would have noticed.
So he gently helped her up, wrapped his jacket around her and carried her to his car. It wasn't a short walk though, and somewhere in between, Sydney had fallen asleep, enveloped in the heat of Vaughn's body.
A million thoughts and emotions ran through his mind. When he began to think about the extent of Sydney's injuries, emotional and physical, he wanted to kill the people who had done this to Sydney.
He knew that no matter how angry he would feel every time he addressed Sydney's wounds, he had to be strong. He had to be her support, her rock - the person she had learnt to trust.
TBC A/N: ug... ug ug ug ug ug... I'm so sorry! that was... ug!!! *bad sheeplover*
A/N: Please tell me whether I should continue - I seriously don't know where I'm going with this, and I have no idea how my grammar etc is going. ! also, can anybody tell me how I can do italics, bold and underlining?
aaa: thank you for your review! My first review EVER! ( you're so sweet! thanx!
charmedgal005: yuppidyo! I think it's going to be a bit dark .. but it will definitely end up as a s/v thing.
emma453: thanx! every review I get makes me so happy!!!!
leondra: ooooooh but I am nervous! this is the first thing I've ever written!
mommynozebestmyarse: no they're not together yet.. I live in australia, so second season hasn't even aired here yet. (
alexis: I agree too! thanx for the suggestions and encouragement!
kittyfantastico: thanx for your support! I'll try and write a bit longer next time
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~ Sydney hadn't noticed, but tears fell silently down her cheek. Vaughn had pulled her into a tight embrace, and she realised that she didn't have to go through this alone.
Nobody said a word, but at that time, words weren't needed. ~
***********************************
Vaughn had given her what she needed most at that moment. The strength to go on, and respect - something which she never thought she would have again, especially from him.
It was something, she felt, that was undeserved - how could he still respect her? She had let them brutalize her; she had given up; she should have tried harder.
As she choked back tears, she knew that the façade she was putting on was finally breaking down, and this scared her. She had never felt so out of control. This was the first time she had been so broken, yet she was still reluctant to let go of the little power she held over situations. Yes, she was willing to lift the disguise now, but she still wasn't ready to talk about it or relive the experiences of her last mission.
Vaughn knew that helping her overcome all this would take time. He was immensely grateful for the fact that she had come to him first. He knew just how much courage and trust it took her, to allow him to see her in that state and with this in mind, he wasn't about to let her down.
Inside, he was hurting just as much as she was. He felt the pain that she felt, but he would have endured a million times that - if only Sydney wouldn't have to suffer. This time, it was Vaughn putting on the façade. He had to be strong, for Sydney's sake.
'I'll be there Syd, I promise..,' he began, 'and I just want to let you know that you never have to pretend to be something you aren't when you're with me.. never ever.' He waited nervously for her response, not sure of her reactions.
But the flood gates finally broke, and once Sydney began to release all the bottled up emotions, there was no stopping her. So he sat there patiently, always holding her hand, stroking her hair or putting his arms around her. But no matter what he did, he hoped one message got through - he was there, and would always be there to comfort, guide and strengthen her whatever the circumstance.
'Syd....' , he asked softly, breaking the silence, 'Syd, do you want to go home?'. His voice was full of compassion, care and understanding.
It was a while before Sydney answered. Tears were still silently running down her cheek; her body shaking with each sob. She said nothing; instead, she gave the slightest nod - a nod which only Vaughn would have noticed.
So he gently helped her up, wrapped his jacket around her and carried her to his car. It wasn't a short walk though, and somewhere in between, Sydney had fallen asleep, enveloped in the heat of Vaughn's body.
A million thoughts and emotions ran through his mind. When he began to think about the extent of Sydney's injuries, emotional and physical, he wanted to kill the people who had done this to Sydney.
He knew that no matter how angry he would feel every time he addressed Sydney's wounds, he had to be strong. He had to be her support, her rock - the person she had learnt to trust.
TBC A/N: ug... ug ug ug ug ug... I'm so sorry! that was... ug!!! *bad sheeplover*