I know. I'm the worst person in the world. It's been months. Maybe years even. I've lost track. And I apologize. I just couldn't think of a good ending to the story. I hope you all like what I came up with. And I don't deserve the reviews for being such a bad updater (the worst in the history of Alias fan fiction, probably), but I would still appreciate them :) Thanks for reading my stories!!
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Forever and a Day
It was almost an hour before Sydney woke up, and dinner was beginning to smell really good. I shook my head absently as my stomach growled once again. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist as Sydney leaned up against my back, placing a soft kiss at the nape of my neck.
"Hey," I said, smiling as I continued to move slowly around the kitchen, with Sydney's arms still wrapped around my waist. I paused in front o the stove, and Sydney rested her chin on my shoulder, watching intently as I chopped some parsley.
"That smells good," she said finally.
"I know," I replied, grinning. "Don't let it ever be said that Michael Vaughn can't cook." Sydney chuckled. "Did you have a good nap?" I asked, spinning her around in my arms and planting a kiss on her nose.
"Mmhmm..." she nodded, beaming up at me. "I wish I could get some energy back."
"You will," I replied. "It just takes time."
"I know," she said, smiling slightly. "How long was I out?"
I glanced at my watch. "Well, I've been here for almost two hours." I laughed as her expression changed to horror.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" She asked, punching my lightly on the arm.
"Because you need the rest. Doctor's orders." I said matter-of-factly. She grumbled, rolling her eyes, but I ignored her, grinning. She squinted her eyes at me before moving away to retrieve two wine glasses.
"Wanna eat on the couch?" She asked over her shoulder.
"That depends. Are you going to fall asleep on me again?" I aksed, holding back a laugh.
"Maybe," she replied sheepishly. I nodded, realizing that she really was exhausted.
"The couch sounds good." I smiled at her, dished up the food, and we sat down, Sydney immediately grabbing a fork and digging in.
"This is really good," she said, glancing up at me as she shoveled another forkful into her mouth.
"Wow." I said, watching her as she ate. "You were really hungry." I grinned as the blush crept up her neck and face, and her eating deliberately slowed.
"Shut up," she replied, smiling at me.
"What?" I asked defensively. "I think it's cute."
"You're just giving me a hard time," she said, pouting.
"That's true," I agreed.
Still pouting, Sydney continued eating in silence. I watched her for a moment before returning my attention to my own meal. After several more bites, I was startled by Sydney's socked foot running up the side of my leg. Surprised, I bit down hard on my fork, wincing. I looked up at her, an eyebrow raised.
She was grinning at me. Broad, toothy, dimpled, mischevious. And very, very sexy.
I grinned back.
"I thought you were tired," I said, slightly distracted by her foot as it worked its way under my pants leg.
"I was," she replied, her eyes never leaving mine.
"Not anymore?" I asked.
"Nope." She shook her head slowly. I rose slowly, realizing what this meant, and moved to stand beside her. She looked up at me, still smiling. I extended my hand to her, and she took it, pulling herself up and out of the chair. I began moving in the general direction of the bedroom, pulling her along behind me.
"Love me?" Sydney asked softly as we reached her bedroom door.
"Forever," I replied. "Love me?" I repeated her question, a smile playing on my lips.
"Forever and a day." She said, her lips meeting mine.
...The End...
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So there ya go. It's the big finale. Hope you all liked it. I really couldn't go for the NC-17 version... I've never been able to write like that (I blush just thinking about it). Though I have no problem reading it. ANYWAYS. Read and review if you all aren't terribly mad at me for not updating.
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Forever and a Day
It was almost an hour before Sydney woke up, and dinner was beginning to smell really good. I shook my head absently as my stomach growled once again. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist as Sydney leaned up against my back, placing a soft kiss at the nape of my neck.
"Hey," I said, smiling as I continued to move slowly around the kitchen, with Sydney's arms still wrapped around my waist. I paused in front o the stove, and Sydney rested her chin on my shoulder, watching intently as I chopped some parsley.
"That smells good," she said finally.
"I know," I replied, grinning. "Don't let it ever be said that Michael Vaughn can't cook." Sydney chuckled. "Did you have a good nap?" I asked, spinning her around in my arms and planting a kiss on her nose.
"Mmhmm..." she nodded, beaming up at me. "I wish I could get some energy back."
"You will," I replied. "It just takes time."
"I know," she said, smiling slightly. "How long was I out?"
I glanced at my watch. "Well, I've been here for almost two hours." I laughed as her expression changed to horror.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" She asked, punching my lightly on the arm.
"Because you need the rest. Doctor's orders." I said matter-of-factly. She grumbled, rolling her eyes, but I ignored her, grinning. She squinted her eyes at me before moving away to retrieve two wine glasses.
"Wanna eat on the couch?" She asked over her shoulder.
"That depends. Are you going to fall asleep on me again?" I aksed, holding back a laugh.
"Maybe," she replied sheepishly. I nodded, realizing that she really was exhausted.
"The couch sounds good." I smiled at her, dished up the food, and we sat down, Sydney immediately grabbing a fork and digging in.
"This is really good," she said, glancing up at me as she shoveled another forkful into her mouth.
"Wow." I said, watching her as she ate. "You were really hungry." I grinned as the blush crept up her neck and face, and her eating deliberately slowed.
"Shut up," she replied, smiling at me.
"What?" I asked defensively. "I think it's cute."
"You're just giving me a hard time," she said, pouting.
"That's true," I agreed.
Still pouting, Sydney continued eating in silence. I watched her for a moment before returning my attention to my own meal. After several more bites, I was startled by Sydney's socked foot running up the side of my leg. Surprised, I bit down hard on my fork, wincing. I looked up at her, an eyebrow raised.
She was grinning at me. Broad, toothy, dimpled, mischevious. And very, very sexy.
I grinned back.
"I thought you were tired," I said, slightly distracted by her foot as it worked its way under my pants leg.
"I was," she replied, her eyes never leaving mine.
"Not anymore?" I asked.
"Nope." She shook her head slowly. I rose slowly, realizing what this meant, and moved to stand beside her. She looked up at me, still smiling. I extended my hand to her, and she took it, pulling herself up and out of the chair. I began moving in the general direction of the bedroom, pulling her along behind me.
"Love me?" Sydney asked softly as we reached her bedroom door.
"Forever," I replied. "Love me?" I repeated her question, a smile playing on my lips.
"Forever and a day." She said, her lips meeting mine.
...The End...
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So there ya go. It's the big finale. Hope you all liked it. I really couldn't go for the NC-17 version... I've never been able to write like that (I blush just thinking about it). Though I have no problem reading it. ANYWAYS. Read and review if you all aren't terribly mad at me for not updating.
