Title: Just Feel
Author: Mango19
Disclaimer: I own nothing
A/N: I'm not a huge person for using songs, I find they take up a lot of space for not much effect but as I was writing Dance With You by Live came on and I couldn't resist, I just thought it was perfect. So really, this chapter is meant to be read with that song playing. And again, thank you for the reviews, they are the reason I continue to write. Please, let me know what you think.
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He jogged outside damning the rain on his way. He haphazardly tossed his coat on while making his way to his CIA issue black Explorer. The rain pelted cold against his face. He almost welcomed it, cooling his face as well as his temper. She always could get to him, and he scolded himself for it. Fishing for his keys in his left coat pocket he sensed that Sydney was just feet behind him.
"Here's a familiar scene" Sydney yelling behind him, her voice like a beacon in the storm. "Agent Michael Vaughn running away …"
He turned around to face her, temper starting to boil again. But did she look beautiful. The rain matting her hair on her head and making it stick to her face. Eyes squinted from the rain and her nose crinkled from the cold. And yet she made no effort to block the icy pellets from hitting her delicate face. "And another familiar scene" he said trying to keep in control "Agent Sydney Bristow following him."
He winced, literally winced, at the look of pain in her eyes. It's either her or me, he thought as he turned around unlocking his door. He climbed in and took off, leaving her in the cold.
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Later, in the shower, the hot water had begun to melt his cold front. What had he done? He had once again pushed away the one … he pushed away the one. When the phone rang, he almost slipped breaking him out of deep thought. He turned the water off quickly and answered the phone.
"Mr. Vaughn, this is the District Hospital in Versailles, I'm afraid I have some bad news." A man with a thick French accent informed him. Vaughn could have sworn his heart stopped. Some bad news, some bad news, some bad news …
"It's your mother. I'm afraid she's had a heart attack, sir, and she didn't make it."
sitting on the beach
the island king of love
deep in fijian seas
deep in some blissful dream
where the goddess finally sleeps
in the lap of her lover
subdued in all her rage
and I am aglow with the taste
of the demons driven out
and happily replaced
with the presence of real love
the only one who saves
He couldn't quite place why he went to her that night, or maybe he could and just couldn't admit it. But either way he went for a walk in the rain and ended up in front of her house. He stared at her door for what seemed like hours before he raised his hand and knocked twice softly, almost hoping that she wouldn't answer. When the door opened she didn't say a word. She just stepped aside allowing him to enter.
I want to dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
the karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I want to dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
and lead us back to a world we would not face
After closing the door he watched her walk over to her linen closet and pull out some towels. She went to him and stripped his jacket off and his shoes while he stood there. He felt like a child but he couldn't get himself to do it for her. When she finished with his shoes she stood up slowly. He looked at her in awe. How could she do this for him after all that he had said. All he hadn't done. He lifted his hand and touched her face, when she shivered at his touch he pulled it away quickly. He would ruin her, ruin her warmth.
the stillness in your eyes
convinces me that I
I don't know a thing
and I been around the world and I've
tasted all the wines
a half a billion times
came sickened to your shores
you show me what this life is for
She raised her hands and started to dry his hair with one of the blue fluffy towels. All he could do was stare at her. Who was he to deserve her? Not a word was exchanged between them that night when she drew him a bath and set out some of Will's clothes for him to pull on. She asked no questions when he came down the stairs and she put a cup of tea in front of him and silently begged him to drink it.
The tea felt warm travelling through him but all warmth seemed to be absorbed into the cold and didn't seem to have any great effect.
I want to dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
the karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I want to dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
and lead us back to a world we would not face
When she took his hand and led him to her bedroom he collapsed onto her plush bed and let her hold him. Allowing her to absorb the cold and replace it with a warm he had forgotten how to feel.
in this altered state
full of so much pain and rage
you know we got to find a way to let it go
sitting on the beach
the island king of love
deep in fijian seas
deep in the heart of it all
where the goddess finally sleeps
after eons of war and lifetimes
she smiling and free, nothing left
but a cracking voice and a song, oh lord
