A/N: I'm really glad that you guys are liking this story so far, and thanks for all the suggestions as to what Vaughn should be like in high school. I think I have an idea of what I'm going to do. Also, I wanted some input. You guys seem to be enjoying the bickering between Sark and Sloane, so I'm thinking of doing a story on them, bickering of course. Just cause they add lots of humour. Let me know what you think!
Here's a brief recap:
Chapter 1 – Vaughn gets invited to his high school reunion
Chapter 2 – Vaughn and Sydney ask Kendall for agents to be at Vaughn's reunion, and Vaughn decides to torture Sydney by not telling her about high school.
Chapter 3 – Sydney visits Sark, who is bickering with Sloane, and who tells her that he knows where her mother is.
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WELCOME BACK VAUGHN
CHAPTER 4 – walk like an Egyptian…
Sydney walked back up to where she left Michael and Weiss, who was drinking a bottle of water. She managed to catch the tail end of their conversation.
"…and I crashed it!" Michael was saying, laughing.
"Oh boy. I wish I could have been there." Weiss replied, laughing with his friend.
"You crashed what honey?" Sydney asked, coming up behind her husband.
"Huh? What? Nothing. I didn't say anything." He looked everywhere but her eyes as he stammered.
"Michael, honey. I'm a spy. I pick up on these things. What did you crash?"
"Oh, ummm. Hey, what did Sark want?" He said, trying to change the subject.
Sydney sighed. "Steve said he had some Intel for me."
"You're calling him Steve now?" Weiss asked, dumbfounded.
"It was one of his conditions."
"Conditions?"
"For him to tell me the Intel."
"One of the conditions? What were the others?"
Sydney sighed again. "I had to tell him about changing my last name, and I had to tell Sloane to stop bossing him around."
"They still bickering?" Michael asked, trying to hide a smile.
Sydney started to giggle. "They were having a pillow fight, and doing the whole 'nuh uh, uh huh' thing."
This really got the men laughing.
"So, ummm, what was this supposed Intel that Sark had?"
"He said he knows where my mom is."
The men stopped laughing, and Weiss spit out his water in shock. "What?"
"Thanks for the shower Eric." Sydney said, wiping water off her face.
"Sorry." He apologized. "Sark knows where Irina Derevko is?"
"Yeah."
"Well, where is she?"
Sydney sighed again. "He wouldn't say. He kept making me guess, and then he started to pout when I wouldn't and started saying 'I'm not talking to you' like a 4 year old, and turned his back to me."
"Shit."
"So, other then you avoiding telling me what you crashed, did anything else happen when I was gone?" Sydney asked.
"Kendall approved your request for having agents at the reunion." Weiss said.
"That's good news!" Sydney exclaimed. "Who's going?"
"Us, Eric, Dixon, your father, Marshall…" Vaughn said.
"So pretty much the same as last time?"
"Yeah."
"Cool." Sydney smiled at him. "So, ummm, you know how I got a mysterious phone call telling me to bring a certain uniform to my reunion, did you get any calls?"
Weiss laughed. "Why the hell would people call Mike?"
"I got one call." Michael said, ignoring Weiss's comment. "But it wasn't for any cheerleading uniform."
"Care to tell me what?" Sydney asked.
"Sure. They wanted me to bring my Bangles records."
Weiss nearly choked on his water, and Sydney burst out laughing.
"What?" Asked Michael, confused.
Gasping for air, Weiss asked "You listened to the Bangles?"
"They were a big deal in the 80s." Michael defended.
"For girls." Weiss and Sydney started singing "Walk like an Egyptian…"
"HEY!" I'll have you know, that many guys liked the Bangles.
Sydney was still laughing. "And you made fun of me for liking NKOTB!"
"Well that's because they're New Kids on the Block. This is the Bangles."
This just made Sydney and Weiss laugh harder. "This is gonna be one hell of a reunion." Sydney said, shaking her head.
"You don't know the half of it!" Weiss exclaimed.
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A/N: Well this chapter was crap, and don't worry, there's a lot more to teenage Vaughn than the Bangles!! You can bet on it!! Anyone care to bet? I need money.