Authors note: Sorry I did meet the time I said I would upload because coursework came crashing down on me like no tomorrow so I am desperately sorry, because if I had finished this chapter and did my coursework I would have had a major mental breakdown. And guess what it's only 6 weeks until the exam and I have 12 pieces of coursework to get in by the second week of March. Hey guys there is going to be a tiny twist in this chapter it's not one of those Oh my God ones, it just a stupid twist which I think you guys might find funny. But overall this chapter is actually playing on a serious note so sorry if you were looking for hilarious laughs in this chapter it might not happen. Guess what it Alias-in England is starting on the 2nd of March (and I have tons and tons of coursework to do.) This could maybe the last chapter until the end of the month, but keep checking to see if I update.

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Nobody's fool!

Vaughn looked down at a woman who he despised and practically hated not that intensely but enough to send his mind into a breaking down fit. Only the person who killed his father could have him in this state, only Irina. His eyes pierced through as he looked at her she could practically see the fire burning his eyes and Devlin weren't having blood spilt on his nice expensive carpet.

"Mr Vaughn I can understand your hostility towards her but do you think you can go through this meeting with a personal disputes out of the way." Devlin said standing up Placing his hands firmly on the table showing his authority over him

'Oh my God he looks exactly like his father' Irina's thoughts spat at him mentally as he felt like he was about to lose it. He knew himself he was usually the calm casual person sometimes like to shout and make a point, but he felt like he was changing was it due to his mental problems he hoped not.

Vaughn looked at her panting about to lunge at her but he had to keep his anger under touch, he just stared at the imbecile that Sydney had to call mother.

"Yeah oh do you remember this face, does it look like someone you've killed. My father"

Vaughn said while she turned away.

"Agent Vaughn sit down" Vaughn calmed down as he looked at Devlin. He carried the seat that was placed closely to Irina's and settled it by the wall and sitting down. She sat there as he looked at her in the chains that bided her to the chair.

"Do you think those chains are enough Sir" as he looked at his director.

'What do you think hotshot. I say a defiant no' Irina looked at him her evil eyes prickling him even thought she was at a good distance.

"Mr Vaughn stop being a pain and listen. Irina is going to be your partner in a mission that you will have to put forth with Agent Sydney Bristow, Agent Weiss has already given her a pager message"

"Partners, with that witch. Argh come on no!"

'Yeah honey I might end up killing you like your father. Even though he was fun' Vaughn looked at her evilly as her glare was still intense on him it was scary.

"Mr Vaughn it is for something that we need, desperately to take down sd-6, I'll fill you in later but it could it could make this mission very important than it already is"

"What! That you are sending me to my death. You know in that woman's mind she has every intention to kill me so I suggestion you think this through"

Vaughn looked at Devlin as something struck out to him. He heard slight whispers as Devlin looked at him.

'Oh god this man talks a lot of shit, but the grey hair thing is kind of sexy'

'If I still was a woman I would stare at him for endless hours'

The voices sounded different.

Vaughn mouthed *if I was still a Woman* he looked at Devlin with the most disgusted look on his face. Vaughn had two things to shudder about one Irina had lusty but annoying thoughts of Devlin and his own boss was lusting over him. His mouth felt salty like he was going to vomit. But it had not clicked into place yet Vaughn was really slow with puzzles especially with the one he is dealing with right now.

He looked towards Irina as her thoughts filled his head.

'I'm Hungry. God, when is he going to shut up? I'll rather sit in a white padded room than this. Talk about torture'

She stopped but then started again

. But those gorgeous eyes, those eyes that just dazzle with----'

"Shut up woman" Vaughn looked up at Irina as he realised that he had just said that out loud. He looked down at the carpet. Her eyes looked at him piercing her through he turned away to look at Devlin.

'Give me a sign, hit me baby one more time'

Vaughn's face screwed up as he heard His boss signing Britney Spears songs in his head. And that was more disturbing than it had to be. But that brought Vaughn's thoughts to a dangerous halt. Wait if I can hear Devlins thoughts doesn't that mean he's, he's a woman. Vaughn looked at Devlin suddenly feeling his lunch coming up into his throat. Think about it he's seen me in the toilet we talked and did our bit. Eww does that mean that his bit was implanted or sowed on or something.

Vaughn looked at Devlin shocked.

"Are you alright Agent Vaughn?"

"Yes Sir I'll inform Sydney about what's happening"

'Why does he call her Sydney isn't he supposed to call her Agent Bristow.' Irina thought, as he looked down at the floor wide-eyed trying not to scream out his new found secret to the world.

Devlin talked into the announcing speaker.

"Um can we have security agents to take Irina Derveko away?"

'Ahh, um argh this is good' Devlin thought as it caused Vaughn to look up at him as he could see his arms moving in a very frantic way under the table. Devlin who was thinking that know-one noticed. He looked up to see one of his officers and a criminal looking at him in much amazement. His hand stopped moving and went on the table.

'Weirdo' Irina thought but she wasn't the only one who was having those thoughts go through her head.

Vaughn was still paralysed about Devlin and what he has done to himself, Maybe he's name isn't even Ben, it could be Bernadette, Benadicta or Bernice.

"Michael I'll talk to you later about your behaviour but since Agent Weiss has already paged Sydney you better go"

"Yeah I should, shouldn't I" Vaughn got up from his chair he was lost and confused also he felt he was in dreamland again that sign was not good he definitely couldn't be spaced out especially while at work people will be thinking that his thoughts have been invaded by Sydney Bristow well they had been most of Day but it doesn't mean that every crease in the eyebrow is about her.

"Mr Vaughn" Mr Devlin called him from the office. Vaughn stuck his head back through The crack of door as he gaze met those of the evil witch.

"Try to calm yourself about this mission it is needed you understand that"

"Yes miss, I mean sir" Devlin looked at him, eyes furrowed at Vaughn's little slip up.

'Does he know, no he couldn't'

Vaughn smiled and stuck his head back through the door to face the thoughts that swarming at him at a very fast pace.

He was feeling dizzy while he held on to his head.

'Walk to mama honey. Walk to mama'

'If Devlin found out I gave head to my agent he would kill me'

'I need to change my pad'

'Do I stink?' Vaughn watched the woman sniffing her armpits.

"Can everybody stop thinking, for one second or maybe forever?" he shouted not being able to hear himself, but these dizzy spells that he kept on having were getting worse. He once again could not separate the thoughts from words that were said it was becoming a problem for him. The thoughts stopped. Everything was dead quiet as everybody looked at him.

'Weirdo, I don't know why I like him so much' a voice said faintly

'Oh my God he shouted do it again, do it again?'

Vaughn fumed as he walked away. Just then there was a ring tone echoing through the room.

Vaughn realised it was his ring tone and took it out of his pocket looking at the display.

"Syd, I'm nearly there"

"Oh I was calling you about being held up in traffic, are you held up in traffic"

"No I'm not. I'm still in the office"

"Well that's great, here's me calling saying I'm stuck in traffic when you haven't even left the office" she said as you could hear her jokily sobbing down the phone.

"I'll meet you there soon"

"Yeah sure. Love you bye"

Vaughn retraced Sydney's last words -LOVE YOU- stop kidding yourself Vaughn it just a way to say goodbye. Maybe she didn't even realise she said it. Look at yourself your acting like a schoolboy calm down and get it together. He looked down at his phone after her words lingered in his ears; they always did, for countless moments imagining what exact facial expression she would have displayed while talking during that short but effective phone call. A woman walked passed him.

'God Devlin is really going to kill me' she looked at the paper and carried on. What would Sydney say would she answer me and be retuning my longing desires to hold me tighter or just to love me as a friend, but it doesn't matter which one it is, as long as I can hear it.

He walked to lift as it opened the lift was filled with women as he squeezed in and pressed the button.

'Finally a man that is so suitable for me' Vaughn looked back looked back in the lift at the woman. She put on a shy smile and smiled back. Just as he was smiling at her the floor started to spin. He turned around as his dizziness was becoming worse. The lift door looked like it was doing the Macarena and he felt like he was on a roller coaster. He began to pant deadly. Trying to regain himself, he closed his just as he heard the door of the lift open. He walked out without opening his eyes. The thoughts were becoming unbearable and coming quickly.

'I think I should diet' 'Ergh look at those shoes' 'This hot flush is killing me' 'Ok how should I tell him. Damien I'm pregnant. Screw that'

Vaughn opened his eyes downstairs. The downstairs of the agency was displayed before him he took himself to a wall as he watched the people go past. More thoughts kept on going and the more thoughts that he heard, the more he felt sick.

'Should I have the bean casserole?'

'This job gives me no social life'

'She will die! Sydney Bristow will die tomorrow.'

All the thoughts stopped as Vaughn's eyes sharply opened as he went over the last thought that stood out to him. He looked frantically around the room, as he tried to hear the voice again but it was gone he could trace it. He left the wall and walked to the middle of the widely spaced entrance. His breathing was rugged as he looked around the room trying to pick up the voice. It was gone. The identity was hidden of the person who was planning to kill Sydney. The voice was high pitched, but vengeful. His eyes began to water up as he looked around.

Sydney is going to die...Tomorrow.....No!

Note: Hey guys another very cheaply written cliff-hanger that I put together (I do try but it always goes wrong.) Hey did you enjoy it. I tried to make another funny chapter, but also serious. (I hope you laughed at least once.) But please review I really like it when I get feed back it just makes me aim my next chapter in the direction that might satisfy my readers. Thank you for reading and wish me luck for my exams cause I really need it.