Title: Just Feel

Author: Mango19

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

A/N: Sorry it took SO long for this chapter, I had exams for the past 3 weeks and really couldn't put together an hour to do anything, let alone spend more time on the computer. Anyway, I hope it was worth the wait. Let me know by leaving a review! Thanks!

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He'll wait. Of course he will. He always told her he would, then when it finally came time to stop waiting he missed the boat and she wasn't about the apologize for his tardiness.

After all, it was his fault. He had turned her away when she was at her most vulnerable. When she could have been happiest. And when he finally opened his arms she had been too hurt, too jaded to see that he was sincere.

The wound was deep and had just begun to heal before this day. There was no way she was about to let him reopen it with words of regret or worse, word that he would regret when they got out of this situation.

Pulling on her sweater, she found herself growing colder by the moment. Would it be possible for her to ever get over this? And why was she so strong, but so week when it came to him?

Pondering this she realized a good hour had passed with her simmering over his actions, or actual lack of actions. The simmering was slowing turning to a boil when she could not hold it in any longer.

"You know it's funny how you always manage to say the exact wrong thing at the exact wrong time." She said, voice ice cold. The statement seemingly struck him hard as he jumped up and pushed his seat back slightly.

"I'm sorry? Did I say something?" He asked looking slightly confused but more hurt than anything.

"Yeah, Vaughn, you said a whole lot, actually. Just at the wrong time. Always at the wrong time." She stood up, growing more angry, yet empowered at the fact she was finally confronting the him.

"Well I'm sorry if I took a little longer to come around, Syd, for god's sake I'm not a saint!" he said, mimicking her actions by standing up.

"Yeah, you could have fooled me! We spent months with taking risks for each other and those intense stares and god, you said things … things that would make my heart skip a beat and when it finally comes time that we can do something about it …" She let her sentence fall as she struggled to compose herself.

"And you think I didn't want to? How could you be so blind? I was in love with you!" His voice was raised now to reach the level of Sydney's and he was taking steps toward her.

"Were … yeah. Apparently not enough to let go of whatever was in the way." She said, backing up into the wall but keeping her stand. There was no way she was backing down from this one.

"You can't just let go of family, Syd, not everybody can just turn on the little switch that enables you to feel nothing." The last words stinging her as they rolled off his tongue.

She just stared at him unable to form a sentence. So that's how he saw her, a cold, unfeeling killer. Just like her mother.

"My mother, Sydney. My mother knew about you. Who you were. Who's daughter you were. She asked me not to pursue it. To peruse this …" Showing his anger he slammed his hand over her shoulder on the wall the she was backed against.

She interrupted so shocked, so hurt. "There is no this, Vaughn. Who's blind now?"

Ignoring her he continued "After a few months she saw how it was effected me. I couldn't sleep, couldn't concentrate on anything. She finally came to understand that the feelings I had for you were similar to those my father had for her. She told me to find you, to convince you to be with me. But you wouldn't even listen …"

They were face to face now, Sydney's back up against the wall and the anger in Vaughn's eyes changed into something unrecognizable. His face leaned into hers and she felt like she was sinking …

It took a second to realised that she was not, in fact, sinking, the walls were lifting behind her and the door burst open and four CIA agents rushed through. "Agent Vaughn, Agent Bristow. Everything alright in here?" One of them said.

"Yeah." Vaughn said, his attention turning to the agent. "Is it safe to go?"

"It's all been cleared, Agent Vaughn." He said, looking suspiciously at the scene he had just walked into.

"Good." With that he turned picked up his leather jacket and stormed out of the door.

And just like that, he was gone, leaving Sydney to stand dumbfounded wondering what had just happened.