"Sydney Bristow," Sydney replied through clenched teeth. Her eyes swept up and down the woman standing in front of her.
Shoulder length blonde hair, 5' 10", piercing blue eyes, and the one thing Sydney didn't want to see, the wedding ring on her left hand that was a perfect match to Vaughn's.
The woman - Kylie - was wearing a baggy LA Kings t-shirt with a zip-up Kings sweatshirt unzipped around her shoulders. Normal, every day jeans covered her mile long legs and track sneakers covered her feet.
Sydney wanted to cry - Kylie was perfect - Sydney had no chance.
'Yeah like you did before,' she thought sarcastically, 'he did marry her after all.'
Kylie cleared her throat, to try to rid the situation from its uncomfortablness. It only succeeded in raising the uncomfortable tension floating in the air.
"Well I'll leave you two alone, its obvious you have to talk about work," Kylie said, "Bye Michael, I'll see you at home." She leaned over and kissed him, "I love you."
He smiled a tight smile, "I love you too, I'll see you when I get home."
Those four words sent a dagger through Sydney's heart. "I'm sorry for interrupting. I'll just leave, I'm sure Kendall's trying to track me down."
"No Syd stay, please. You weren't interrupting anything important," he replied, "so what are you doing here? When did you get back to LA?"
"Just a little while ago actually, I took a cab over here," she told him.
"So what are you doing here?" he asked, "and by here I mean my office, I know why you're back in LA."
"Well I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for the way I acted in Hong Kong. But given what I had just found out - being missing for two years and you being married - I think I had every right to be angry," she said.
"Yes you did," he replied, then did a double take, "wait what's with your arm and your head? They weren't like that when you left the safehouse."
"Oh, after I left the safehouse, I was wandering through the streets trying to cure my loneliness. I was thinking about you and what had just happened and I walked into the road without noticing. There was a car coming and it couldn't stop fast enough," she explained, "so the short answer is I got hit by a car. That's why I wasn't here sooner. I was on my way to the airport and I got hit by a car."
"Oh Syd," Vaughn cried, running around from the backside of his desk and enveloping her in a hug, "I missed you so much."
Feeling through the emotions of the moment, his lips gradually coming closer to hers. She moved closer to him until the fog that was clouding her judgement cleared.
She backed up and saw the hurt look on his face. "Vaughn we can't," she answered his questioning look in a whisper, "you're married." And then she ran.
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Shoulder length blonde hair, 5' 10", piercing blue eyes, and the one thing Sydney didn't want to see, the wedding ring on her left hand that was a perfect match to Vaughn's.
The woman - Kylie - was wearing a baggy LA Kings t-shirt with a zip-up Kings sweatshirt unzipped around her shoulders. Normal, every day jeans covered her mile long legs and track sneakers covered her feet.
Sydney wanted to cry - Kylie was perfect - Sydney had no chance.
'Yeah like you did before,' she thought sarcastically, 'he did marry her after all.'
Kylie cleared her throat, to try to rid the situation from its uncomfortablness. It only succeeded in raising the uncomfortable tension floating in the air.
"Well I'll leave you two alone, its obvious you have to talk about work," Kylie said, "Bye Michael, I'll see you at home." She leaned over and kissed him, "I love you."
He smiled a tight smile, "I love you too, I'll see you when I get home."
Those four words sent a dagger through Sydney's heart. "I'm sorry for interrupting. I'll just leave, I'm sure Kendall's trying to track me down."
"No Syd stay, please. You weren't interrupting anything important," he replied, "so what are you doing here? When did you get back to LA?"
"Just a little while ago actually, I took a cab over here," she told him.
"So what are you doing here?" he asked, "and by here I mean my office, I know why you're back in LA."
"Well I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for the way I acted in Hong Kong. But given what I had just found out - being missing for two years and you being married - I think I had every right to be angry," she said.
"Yes you did," he replied, then did a double take, "wait what's with your arm and your head? They weren't like that when you left the safehouse."
"Oh, after I left the safehouse, I was wandering through the streets trying to cure my loneliness. I was thinking about you and what had just happened and I walked into the road without noticing. There was a car coming and it couldn't stop fast enough," she explained, "so the short answer is I got hit by a car. That's why I wasn't here sooner. I was on my way to the airport and I got hit by a car."
"Oh Syd," Vaughn cried, running around from the backside of his desk and enveloping her in a hug, "I missed you so much."
Feeling through the emotions of the moment, his lips gradually coming closer to hers. She moved closer to him until the fog that was clouding her judgement cleared.
She backed up and saw the hurt look on his face. "Vaughn we can't," she answered his questioning look in a whisper, "you're married." And then she ran.
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