Title: Undercover Lovers
Disclaimer: It's not mine!
*Hope you all like this story of mine! R/R. I'll try to update periodically. Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate it so much! You're all so supportive! Thanks again! Check out, rendezvous.inmyelement.net it a fanfic award site. Please check it out and nominate your favorite stories, I've been nominated so if you like this fic so far please vote for me starting April 9th! Thanks so much!
Summary: This story is about a CIA mission with our favorite two agents, and where it will lead. What are there covers? How long a mission? Read and find out how far a mission will take them!!!!!
Chapter 21: A Piercing Silence
"Welcome to Paris" the flight attendant, told the few passengers as the plane landed. "The current time here is 8:00am."
Sydney and Vaughn still hadn't talked. They remained silent even in unloading. They did have a cover to keep though so Vaughn reached out to grab Sydney's hand. She of course pulled her's free from his grasp. He gave her a look 'stop your bitch'n we have a job to do' but she just rolled her eyes and kept walking beside but with no contact with Vaughn. Vaughn's faced dropped, 'did I really do the right thing'? He simply couldn't get that question out of his head.
Since neither had any luggage they both went outside to the curb to wait for a taxi. It was a beautiful day, or at least starting out as one. The sun was shinning, and the streets were crowded, even at this early hour, with people. Most were tourists taking pictures. Vaughn hailed one in no time. He kindly opened the door for Sydney who climbed in first. Vaughn climbed in after her.
Vaughn started to speak to the driver in French but Sydney quickly cut him off. "Can you bring us to a nearby hotel please?" Sydney asked in English. The driver nodded. Sydney was the one to give the look this time, 'what kind of tourists can speak perfect French?'
The driver brought them to a beautiful hotel near a lake. "You should be able to find a room here," the driver offered. Sydney and Vaughn nodded and stepped out to the curb. Vaughn paid the man with what money he had on him.
Sydney had already proceeded in so Vaughn followed.
"Good morning! May I help you?" the desk clerk asked.
"Yes I was wondering if you had any vacancies for tonight?"
The clerk started to type into the computer. Apparently she found an open room because she turned and grabbed a key. "Your in luck, we do. You will be in room #402. What name will that be under?"
"Clarkson."
"Okay then and what will your method of payment be?"
Vaughn stepped in here and handed the woman his credit card, "Charge will be fine."
Sydney took the key and smiled at the clerk, "Thanks." The clerk handed Vaughn the card back and then they headed up to their room.
Sydney immediately found the bed and plopped down on it. She pulled out her cell phone, but Vaughn grabbed it from her before she could dial. "Hey!"
Vaughn put a finger to his lips, telling her to be quiet. She complied and watched, as he took out a bug killer. He quickly moved it across the room scanning for bugs. When none were found he handed Sydney back her phone.
Sydney snatched it and once again started to dial. "I'm going to call Francie and let her know I'm not coming home today then we can go shopping for some other clothes or something." Sydney instructed Vaughn. Sydney pressed send on the phone and waited patiently for Francie to pick up.
Inside Sydney was hopping she wouldn't pick up so she could just leave a message. She didn't want to play '20 questions'. After a few rings she got thinking, 'wait what am I planning on saying?' The plan before was to say that she met a guy, because she knew Francie wouldn't argue there. She's been trying to get Sydney to go out more ever since Danny. Now though, with her and Vaughn fighting she didn't want to use that excuse, especially with him right there. Plain 'work' wouldn't work either since she has already over used it and she didn't want another lecture on 'quitting'.
Vaughn was thinking also what she was going to say. He had planned on washing up in the bathroom but he wanted to wait and hear what Sydney said first. He wasn't going to let her get off that easily.
Suddenly Sydney stiffened when she heard Francie pickup. "Hello?"
"Ah, Francie, it's Syd."
"Oh, hey hun. Are you just getting in? Do you need me to pick you up from the airport?" Francie asked excitedly. "I just talked to Will actually about dinner tonight."
Sydney cut her off before she made her feel even guiltier. "Um, actually I'm still in France."
Silence took over the phone so Sydney continued, "I'm so sorry. I know I promised I'd be home but.but."
"Let me guess, work got extended!" Francie exclaimed quite annoyed.
"Actually no."
"Oh, what then."
"My flight was.uh.cancelled last night because of.a bad engine on the plane or something. I guess it wasn't working quite right so we have to wait for the next flight going to the US."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to jump all over you it's just you are always working."
"I know."
"Well, stay safe and I hope you get out soon! But hey have fun while your there for the extra time. Maybe you'll meet that guy of your dreams. French guys are hot!" Francie offered sympathetically.
Sydney rolled her eyes but deep down had to agree with her as she looked at Vaughn. "Well, See you soon then. I'll call when I get a flight. Bye." With that the phone went dead.
Vaughn was kind of sad that she changed her cover story but he had expected it so it wasn't a big shock. He sent a smile Sydney's way and then went into the bathroom. Sydney watched him disappear in there and then just let out a sigh. She was still mad at Vaughn's decision to get reassigned but she couldn't stay angry. He was too disarming. She started to accept the fact of his decision now and just wanted his reasons. She'd have to talk to him about that soon.
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Sydney strolled through the store looking for something to wear for the party that night. They had both freshened up quickly and then headed into town to shop for some quick close for the evenings events.
Sydney had picked out a pair of jeans, a white tank top, some pj shorts, and now was just looking for a dress. She wanted a simple one since it was just for an art exhibit. That's when she saw it. It was a red floor long eloquent dress. It had sequence along the top and it was a tank-top style. It would be good too because it would cover her injured leg. She grabbed that to add to her pile of clothes to buy and then went over to the shoes. She bought a cheep pair of sneakers and then a pair of high heels to go with the dress.
After she paid for those things with her credit card she found Vaughn in the store. He was looking at suits. He had picked out some comfortable clothes too and now needed something for the art auction. When he saw Sydney coming over he grabbed the suit he was looking for and then walked to meet Sydney.
"Hey how'd you make out?" Sydney asked.
"Oh.um.fine. Well since you already paid I'll go buy these and then we can get out of here." Sydney smiled and headed outside to wait. She took a seat on a wooden bench and waited passionately.
Vaughn met her outside after a few minutes. "Okay, I'm all set! You ready to head back?" Vaughn asked. Sydney smiled up at him and then slowly got up. Her leg was still sore but she had experience worse so she got by fine. It was still bandaged up so it wasn't bleeding and wouldn't get infected.
"Can we get something to eat first, I'm kind of hungry."
"Oh, of course. Guess that happens when you haven't eaten for almost a day." Vaughn joked. They walked side by side down the crowded sidewalks. Sydney spotted a small outdoor café on the other side of the street and tapped Vaughn's shoulder. He looked where she pointed and they mutually agreed that'd be as good a place as any.
Vaughn wasn't that hungry since he had eaten that muffin earlier so he settled for a cup of coffee. Sydney on the other hand got a tea and a bagel. They didn't talk much over the meal. Both wanted to resolve the issue between them but not in public. They'd talk before the mission that night though. If they didn't their lack of communication, their silence could cost them their lives possibly.
***Ok it was kind of just a filler chapter about their problems but keep reading. Next chapter promise there will be syd/Vaughn making up! Hope you liked it! (
Disclaimer: It's not mine!
*Hope you all like this story of mine! R/R. I'll try to update periodically. Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate it so much! You're all so supportive! Thanks again! Check out, rendezvous.inmyelement.net it a fanfic award site. Please check it out and nominate your favorite stories, I've been nominated so if you like this fic so far please vote for me starting April 9th! Thanks so much!
Summary: This story is about a CIA mission with our favorite two agents, and where it will lead. What are there covers? How long a mission? Read and find out how far a mission will take them!!!!!
Chapter 21: A Piercing Silence
"Welcome to Paris" the flight attendant, told the few passengers as the plane landed. "The current time here is 8:00am."
Sydney and Vaughn still hadn't talked. They remained silent even in unloading. They did have a cover to keep though so Vaughn reached out to grab Sydney's hand. She of course pulled her's free from his grasp. He gave her a look 'stop your bitch'n we have a job to do' but she just rolled her eyes and kept walking beside but with no contact with Vaughn. Vaughn's faced dropped, 'did I really do the right thing'? He simply couldn't get that question out of his head.
Since neither had any luggage they both went outside to the curb to wait for a taxi. It was a beautiful day, or at least starting out as one. The sun was shinning, and the streets were crowded, even at this early hour, with people. Most were tourists taking pictures. Vaughn hailed one in no time. He kindly opened the door for Sydney who climbed in first. Vaughn climbed in after her.
Vaughn started to speak to the driver in French but Sydney quickly cut him off. "Can you bring us to a nearby hotel please?" Sydney asked in English. The driver nodded. Sydney was the one to give the look this time, 'what kind of tourists can speak perfect French?'
The driver brought them to a beautiful hotel near a lake. "You should be able to find a room here," the driver offered. Sydney and Vaughn nodded and stepped out to the curb. Vaughn paid the man with what money he had on him.
Sydney had already proceeded in so Vaughn followed.
"Good morning! May I help you?" the desk clerk asked.
"Yes I was wondering if you had any vacancies for tonight?"
The clerk started to type into the computer. Apparently she found an open room because she turned and grabbed a key. "Your in luck, we do. You will be in room #402. What name will that be under?"
"Clarkson."
"Okay then and what will your method of payment be?"
Vaughn stepped in here and handed the woman his credit card, "Charge will be fine."
Sydney took the key and smiled at the clerk, "Thanks." The clerk handed Vaughn the card back and then they headed up to their room.
Sydney immediately found the bed and plopped down on it. She pulled out her cell phone, but Vaughn grabbed it from her before she could dial. "Hey!"
Vaughn put a finger to his lips, telling her to be quiet. She complied and watched, as he took out a bug killer. He quickly moved it across the room scanning for bugs. When none were found he handed Sydney back her phone.
Sydney snatched it and once again started to dial. "I'm going to call Francie and let her know I'm not coming home today then we can go shopping for some other clothes or something." Sydney instructed Vaughn. Sydney pressed send on the phone and waited patiently for Francie to pick up.
Inside Sydney was hopping she wouldn't pick up so she could just leave a message. She didn't want to play '20 questions'. After a few rings she got thinking, 'wait what am I planning on saying?' The plan before was to say that she met a guy, because she knew Francie wouldn't argue there. She's been trying to get Sydney to go out more ever since Danny. Now though, with her and Vaughn fighting she didn't want to use that excuse, especially with him right there. Plain 'work' wouldn't work either since she has already over used it and she didn't want another lecture on 'quitting'.
Vaughn was thinking also what she was going to say. He had planned on washing up in the bathroom but he wanted to wait and hear what Sydney said first. He wasn't going to let her get off that easily.
Suddenly Sydney stiffened when she heard Francie pickup. "Hello?"
"Ah, Francie, it's Syd."
"Oh, hey hun. Are you just getting in? Do you need me to pick you up from the airport?" Francie asked excitedly. "I just talked to Will actually about dinner tonight."
Sydney cut her off before she made her feel even guiltier. "Um, actually I'm still in France."
Silence took over the phone so Sydney continued, "I'm so sorry. I know I promised I'd be home but.but."
"Let me guess, work got extended!" Francie exclaimed quite annoyed.
"Actually no."
"Oh, what then."
"My flight was.uh.cancelled last night because of.a bad engine on the plane or something. I guess it wasn't working quite right so we have to wait for the next flight going to the US."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to jump all over you it's just you are always working."
"I know."
"Well, stay safe and I hope you get out soon! But hey have fun while your there for the extra time. Maybe you'll meet that guy of your dreams. French guys are hot!" Francie offered sympathetically.
Sydney rolled her eyes but deep down had to agree with her as she looked at Vaughn. "Well, See you soon then. I'll call when I get a flight. Bye." With that the phone went dead.
Vaughn was kind of sad that she changed her cover story but he had expected it so it wasn't a big shock. He sent a smile Sydney's way and then went into the bathroom. Sydney watched him disappear in there and then just let out a sigh. She was still mad at Vaughn's decision to get reassigned but she couldn't stay angry. He was too disarming. She started to accept the fact of his decision now and just wanted his reasons. She'd have to talk to him about that soon.
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Sydney strolled through the store looking for something to wear for the party that night. They had both freshened up quickly and then headed into town to shop for some quick close for the evenings events.
Sydney had picked out a pair of jeans, a white tank top, some pj shorts, and now was just looking for a dress. She wanted a simple one since it was just for an art exhibit. That's when she saw it. It was a red floor long eloquent dress. It had sequence along the top and it was a tank-top style. It would be good too because it would cover her injured leg. She grabbed that to add to her pile of clothes to buy and then went over to the shoes. She bought a cheep pair of sneakers and then a pair of high heels to go with the dress.
After she paid for those things with her credit card she found Vaughn in the store. He was looking at suits. He had picked out some comfortable clothes too and now needed something for the art auction. When he saw Sydney coming over he grabbed the suit he was looking for and then walked to meet Sydney.
"Hey how'd you make out?" Sydney asked.
"Oh.um.fine. Well since you already paid I'll go buy these and then we can get out of here." Sydney smiled and headed outside to wait. She took a seat on a wooden bench and waited passionately.
Vaughn met her outside after a few minutes. "Okay, I'm all set! You ready to head back?" Vaughn asked. Sydney smiled up at him and then slowly got up. Her leg was still sore but she had experience worse so she got by fine. It was still bandaged up so it wasn't bleeding and wouldn't get infected.
"Can we get something to eat first, I'm kind of hungry."
"Oh, of course. Guess that happens when you haven't eaten for almost a day." Vaughn joked. They walked side by side down the crowded sidewalks. Sydney spotted a small outdoor café on the other side of the street and tapped Vaughn's shoulder. He looked where she pointed and they mutually agreed that'd be as good a place as any.
Vaughn wasn't that hungry since he had eaten that muffin earlier so he settled for a cup of coffee. Sydney on the other hand got a tea and a bagel. They didn't talk much over the meal. Both wanted to resolve the issue between them but not in public. They'd talk before the mission that night though. If they didn't their lack of communication, their silence could cost them their lives possibly.
***Ok it was kind of just a filler chapter about their problems but keep reading. Next chapter promise there will be syd/Vaughn making up! Hope you liked it! (
