Title: Just Feel Chapter 5

Author: Mango

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

A/N: The reviews are slowing down, is anybody still reading and/or enjoying? Should I bother continuing?

After several moments of a comfortable silence she spoke up. "So, what do you say we rectify the situation?" She said quickly glancing away from his intense stare to avoid him feeling her anticipation.

He stared at her with confusion, she was fairly sure was due to not knowing what to say or what she really meant. "I'm sorry?" He asked, and she smiled loving the idea of the thoughts that could be going through his mind. She was sure he was terrified of her answer.

"The situation. Look, by the looks of things, we have a lot of time to waste, so lets use it wisely." She said, keeping her poker face on staring directly into his eyes that were masked with a cloud of confusion. She relished in finally being the one in control. She had a feeling this entire predicament was going to be a tug of war for control.

"I'm not completely sure I follow you." He said, a blush rising to cover his cheeks. One point Syd, zero points Vaughn. She wanted desperately to keep up the charade but decided against it for fear he would eventually lose interest.

"Let me read your file." She said, aware that she was not asking, but rather demanding. She could see him initial reaction to automatically refuse then take a moment to consider it. She could tell he was retracing the steps of their conversation to how it got to that point.

"No." He said, in a way that she was almost certain he was challenging her. She was somewhat shocked that he actually said no. He never denied her much, not unless it was really important to him, and even so he usually faltered a bit.

Calling his bet she answered "Fine" and searched through her bag before pulling out a crossword that she had cut out of the paper last week for the wait before her doctor's appointment. Who would have guessed he was actually on time? "Can I borrow a pen?" She asked, and before waiting for an answer she grabbed one off his desk and started on the first clue.

She could feel his stare on her but refused to allow herself to respond. When she glanced up five minutes later he had turned back to his work and the lines of concentration were beginning to show on his forehead.

Sighing heavily she found that he fell right into her trap. "Stuck already?" He asked with an amused look on his face.

"Yeah. Want to help?" She asked. He continued to look directly into her eyes so she continued. "Six down: Fair Treatment. Six letters, starts with an E."

He smiled in victory as he said "Equity!". She smiled back and went quietly back to work on the puzzle as he continued the work on his desk.

Minutes later she spoke up again: "Want to help again? 12 across: No knowledge of a particular subject. Nine letters, second one in is a G."

He looked at he speculatively, squinting his eyes slightly at her which made her smile slightly. "Ignorance." Thanking him, she took her shoes off and sat cross-legged on her chair.

"You watch a lot of movies, Vaughn?" She asked, praying that he couldn't read her. She took his shrug for a "Yes" and carried on. "24 across: The lion in the Wizard of Oz. Six letters, first one is a C and the third is a W" She looked at him with mock innocence in her voice.

"I see where you're going with this, Syd, you know, I do work for the CIA too. And no, you can't read my file." He said with what she could tell with annoyance but amusement none the less.

"But Vaughn, please? Come on, it's only fair."

"No. Any questions?" He asked. She laughed at his sternness.

"Yeah, why? Got something to hide, Michael?" She asked with a taunting voice, batting her eyelashes for more effect.

He burst out laughing and so did she before she could even control it. Damn, with her plan out the window she actually did turn back to her crossword, working on the actual clues and they fell into a comfortable silence, once again.

She finished in what she guessed was a half hour and she started to sift through her bag once more. "Got anything to read over there besides things that take my entire brain to go through one page?" He looked up and smiled at her with his eyes sparkling. He tossed her a copy of Flowers for Algernon and waited to see if it was suitable. She looked up and smiled and cracked the binding.

She loved hearing him at work, the rustling of papers and the file cabinet opening and closing and the pen scratching across his papers. She looked up when something landed in front of her with a soft thump. She looked up at the file and saw on the tab "Agent Michael Vaughn". Looking up she smiled at him, ignoring the shiver that went down her spine because of his gaze, like a greedy child she grabbed the folder and opened it and began to read about the mystery she knew as Vaughn.