Authors note: Well this is the twelfth chapter, gosh I'm writing a frickin
book. I can't believe it. I slowly but surely have passed the hundred
mark.....well just by 5 reviews but I'm so happy!!!! Once again I have my
friends scowling at me!!!!! I now have a chat room on my site and I really
wish for people to go there and chat in it but I should say that when I
have actually finished the site shouldn't I. But anyway's you can go in
there but I have invite more people!!!! I just found out that alias (over
here) the third season isn't going to start until next year March, but Sky
is actually having thoughts of not buying the next season Because there are
not a lot of viewers on cable but there are a lot on normal tv and on
normal tv they haven't even started season 2 yet!!!! well here it is
chapter 12
Hotel arrangements.
Vaughn's eyes heavily opened as he laid on the bed. He groaned as an intense pain shot through his skull, causing his eyes to close again wishing that had never dared to open them.
He heard a calming voice beside him, And he felt her hands entwined in his hair, caressing the silky texture.
"Michael" He heard the voice say.
He turned his head to see Sydney sitting beside the bed watching him very closely.
"Ummmm......" he groaned "What happened to me?"
"You fainted and fell down the stairs leading out to the ground of the airport. The medics checked you out and drove us here"
Vaughn looked around at the beautiful room as the slight cream walls blended in with the gold that was placed around the room. It was very spacious and had a massive television implanted into the wall. He looked at the four posted bed he laid upon and had to start asking questions.
"Where are we?"
"Our hotel room, it's gorgeous isn't it. The CIA has good taste!"
"I agree, where is everybody else?"
"Weiss is down the hall and Irina is down the hall as well with a couple of Guards. She getting 24 hour watch." Vaughn nodded his and yowled. He felt that bruised feeling all over his body, it practically throbbed.
"How bad do I look" his eyes lazily looking at her. She looked at him with a smile playing upon her face.
"Not that bad"
'Syd stop lying to him!! opps I thought that!' Vaughn looked at her as she looked away.
"Ok so you have a few cuts and bruises here and there it's not as bad as you think it might look."
'Yeah right...... crap I've done it again'
Vaughn realised that there was a mirror opposite him as he sat up and looked in the mirror. He was so taken back he slid down the bed head so he couldn't see his face.
"Syd how could you lie to me, Half of my face is purple"
"I didn't think it would matter too much"
"Didn't think it would matter......syd I really don't think Irina can make that comment that we look like a cute couple anymore on the mission! I think the comment would have to be changed to: you have a very pretty wife, shame about you. Or how do such pretty women, end up with such ugly men" he leaned back up against the head board and closed his eyes.
She grabbed hold of his hand stroking it with her thumb.
"Well, I still think you look gorgeous" he opened his eyes and slowly looked at her even though it hurt to turn his neck. Actually it hurt to do anything he was doing right now but he still did it.
"Go on" Vaughn said and smiled.
Sydney shook her head smiling
"And those purple bruises were only put there to hide your beauty....do you see what the devil can do"
She laughed as he broke into laughter as well. "were quite and loony pair aren't we"
"Yeah and that's the way I like it"
he smiled as he budged up and she sat next to him.
"You know the doctors said you shouldn't do that much movement Mr Vaughn for two days so I think that Weiss might have to cover for you"
"There is no way I am sitting in this bed and letting you go on a mission; no way! and you become his wife....your my wi-" Vaughn realised what he said and felt sydney's eyes looking at him.
Vaughn hung his head in embarrassment, as he heard himself slightly telling some truth of what he only dreamed would happen. But he must say he feel's closer to that dream just by wearing the ring that he bore on his finger and also being in a real relationship with her, and not the one's that he imagined in his head night after night.
"Fine but I just don't want anything to happen to you"
"Nothing will. And anyway it's you I'm worried about" Vaughn's hand graced her face and cupped it to look at her. "just promise me you will wear that vest when we go out" She nodded at him as he looked deeply into her eyes. Their faces inches apart from each other as Vaughn's lips were just aching to touch hers.
"Is there any champagne lying about, I feel like getting drunk even though I know I can't, and it will probably ease the pain." as he intentionally broke the eye lock that they had held. He swore he heard Jack's voice warning him in his head.
He shook it off and looked at her again.
"Yeah there is but you can't have any. The doctor injected 5mls of morphine into your arm so that you didn't have so much pain so you cant exactly drink right now"
"Great, what next I can't piss either"
"Michael"
"Sorry I just sometimes get those bad annoying funny alerts"
"Yeah I noticed!" she said rubbing his arm which did seem to have any bruising on it. Michael looked at her rubbing him, and had to say what was on his mind, which was her father.
"Sydney let me tell you this, and I think you may find this funny, but I swear I can hear your fathers voice in my head"
"What!" she said in a very confused way, looking at him with a very weird look across her face.
"I think it's that conversation we had outside of the office door that did it" Vaughn said looking at the blue sheets that lay under him.
"You never told me what actually happened in that incident. You just told me that you didn't know what it was about"
"He told me to keep away from you, far away as possible and making death threats against me"
"Like he usual does." She said having no worry of what her father had to say.
"No, it felt different I actually felt bad for doing what I've done with you in the warehouse not regretting though."
"Well I'm a very bad girl, for doing it as well you know"
"But it acceptable for you because your all powerful and everything. And you can get away with it by saying: 1) that you can kick their arse and 2) That Jack is your father!!!"
"Vaughn Do you love me. cause I'm all powerful and everything and I can make you twirl like a pretzel" she straddled him with a smile over her face looking at him deeply and Long fully into his eyes
"No" he said very strongly and then smiled. He touched the nape of her neck, looking at her.
"I like you for your heart" He kissed her chest slowly and gently. "I like for your mind," he kissed her forehead. "I like you for you personality," he kissed her cheek. "And I just love you generally." He whispered a kiss on her lips and pulled away. A shy smile came over her face wishing he didn't pull away from that kiss.
"Mr Vaughn for pulling away from that kiss you will be turned like pretzel"
"Well, I can now thank the doctor who invented Morphine, cause I've got a serious feeling that I'm going to need it. But knowing you want to turn me like a pretzel you can go through some pain too."
She looked at him with a wonderous look. How could she go through pain when she the one whose doing all the damage?
"I know you like how warm this position is because you just thought it, but I can manipulate you cause you know it's really cold in the bed sometimes and you really need someone to cuddle up to. Well think of the endless winters being all cold and everything and I'll be in the hospital recovering from being spun like a pretzel"
"That's not going to happen"
"And why not! enlighten me"
"Because when you get some of this you will be begging for more"
"Is it now...well let's test that theory"
"Testing sounds definitely good"
"But I don't feel like testing right now" Vaughn said looking away from Sydney.
Sydney was taking her other leg off Vaughn.
"Fine don't play with me" Sydney said in a quite childish tone that it made Vaughn laugh.
He grabbed her by her waist.
"Ok now I feel like playing" he said pulling back across to straddle him.
"Oh now you wan to play I can't bothered no more" she turned sticking her nose high in the air.
"Oh cant you now" she felt his hand on her back massaging it slightly with his hands.
'Fuck it' she thought. She went for Vaughn.
Sydney's lips came down on Vaughn's as he motioned his arm around her waist steadying her while he kissed back with eager passion. His hands was at the bottom of her shirt and fingered the bottom of the material before lifting the shirt right over her head but flinching in the pain that vibrated through his body. But also what ran through it was excitement the same excitement that he had in the warehouse that same urge that just made him go on. everything seemed to be going ten times quicker than it really was. Vaughn lips aproached Sydney's stomach.
She leant back as she watched Vaughn kiss her stomach with such gentleness. He stopped where her jeans stopped him and worked his way back up to her lips. Her hands went up his shirt letting her fingers run down his slight abs and she pulled the top off slowly remembering the pain he was going through.
'Gimmie all you got' she thought as she smiled hazily at Vaughn. A mischievous smile appeared on his face.
He grabbed her by her waist throwing her on the space right next to him where she lay flat and he rolled completely on top of her pinning her hands against the bed head. She smiled.
He looked at her as she looked so attractive just lying there jeans and bra.
"You look so beautiful" as he began to kiss her that was the last thing that was said before they started ripping off each others clothes and showing each other things that they only wished to see.
They fell asleep in each others arms, overwhelmed of what they had just done. It replayed over and over in each others minds like a new film they had just watched.
Sleepily in the bed as Michael awoke to a knocking on his door.
He looked at Sydney and smiled as she was still fast asleep He kissed her forehead, and flinched while he left the bed. He felt pain vibrating through his legs as he took each step. He felt pleasantly numb while throwing a robe over himself and answering the door. Opening it just a crack to see who it was.
Weiss eyes looked down at the robe and just guessed what Vaughn had been doing for hours since he got in the room.
"So you hit jackpot" Weiss said aloud.
Vaughn stepped out the door and closed it behind him
"I wouldn't refer to it like that, more alike I hit heaven"
Vaughn smiled with a smile on his face it felt like him and Vaughn were having one of those girlie moments. Weiss punched him the arm slightly as he flinched.
"So how was it?" He stood their wanting details about every scream, every precise detail he could get.
"That's for me to know Eric" Vaughn said and smiled at the young maid down the hall watching him in the robe.
'wouldn't I like to scream like that' The maid said as she smiled back.
"Not even a clue?"
"Not even a clue."
"And you haven't recovered from rolling down the steps"
"No" He rubbed his face and touched what supposedly is a black eye.
"But how do you feel now?"
"Much better"
"I bet!" Vaughn hit across the head and stood there shaking his head at him.
"So what did you want?"
"Plans have been changed for the mission we are not going to attack the building early in the morning because it would be easy to state facial wise who was here in the building by a face recognition system. So we will hit it tonight because there will be a lot of people there. At 21:00 hours we head out, be ready by then. Oh and we will be briefing about 6"
"Ok I'll tell Sydney"
"Oh another thing tell sydney she's a great screamer I heard her all the way down the hall" Vaughn hit his partner and gave him an evil look.
He re-entered the bedroom, closing the door in front of him, smiling knowing that they were both touching what they always wanted... normal life's.
TBC......
Note: so guys you first lovey dovey scene, which I am so bad at writing! My mum says I'm too tomboyish and I really believe that's true I mean I go to an all girl school but I have more friends which are boys than girls! I finally for once in my life of writing this fanfic kept to my deadline!! yeah! ^_^ I'm getting ready to watch alias tonight the episode endgame is on tonight and I cant wait and after that fight scene in Truth takes time I really hate Sark!!!! Anyways have a good read and please, please review On the Run!!! (my heart still beats)
Hotel arrangements.
Vaughn's eyes heavily opened as he laid on the bed. He groaned as an intense pain shot through his skull, causing his eyes to close again wishing that had never dared to open them.
He heard a calming voice beside him, And he felt her hands entwined in his hair, caressing the silky texture.
"Michael" He heard the voice say.
He turned his head to see Sydney sitting beside the bed watching him very closely.
"Ummmm......" he groaned "What happened to me?"
"You fainted and fell down the stairs leading out to the ground of the airport. The medics checked you out and drove us here"
Vaughn looked around at the beautiful room as the slight cream walls blended in with the gold that was placed around the room. It was very spacious and had a massive television implanted into the wall. He looked at the four posted bed he laid upon and had to start asking questions.
"Where are we?"
"Our hotel room, it's gorgeous isn't it. The CIA has good taste!"
"I agree, where is everybody else?"
"Weiss is down the hall and Irina is down the hall as well with a couple of Guards. She getting 24 hour watch." Vaughn nodded his and yowled. He felt that bruised feeling all over his body, it practically throbbed.
"How bad do I look" his eyes lazily looking at her. She looked at him with a smile playing upon her face.
"Not that bad"
'Syd stop lying to him!! opps I thought that!' Vaughn looked at her as she looked away.
"Ok so you have a few cuts and bruises here and there it's not as bad as you think it might look."
'Yeah right...... crap I've done it again'
Vaughn realised that there was a mirror opposite him as he sat up and looked in the mirror. He was so taken back he slid down the bed head so he couldn't see his face.
"Syd how could you lie to me, Half of my face is purple"
"I didn't think it would matter too much"
"Didn't think it would matter......syd I really don't think Irina can make that comment that we look like a cute couple anymore on the mission! I think the comment would have to be changed to: you have a very pretty wife, shame about you. Or how do such pretty women, end up with such ugly men" he leaned back up against the head board and closed his eyes.
She grabbed hold of his hand stroking it with her thumb.
"Well, I still think you look gorgeous" he opened his eyes and slowly looked at her even though it hurt to turn his neck. Actually it hurt to do anything he was doing right now but he still did it.
"Go on" Vaughn said and smiled.
Sydney shook her head smiling
"And those purple bruises were only put there to hide your beauty....do you see what the devil can do"
She laughed as he broke into laughter as well. "were quite and loony pair aren't we"
"Yeah and that's the way I like it"
he smiled as he budged up and she sat next to him.
"You know the doctors said you shouldn't do that much movement Mr Vaughn for two days so I think that Weiss might have to cover for you"
"There is no way I am sitting in this bed and letting you go on a mission; no way! and you become his wife....your my wi-" Vaughn realised what he said and felt sydney's eyes looking at him.
Vaughn hung his head in embarrassment, as he heard himself slightly telling some truth of what he only dreamed would happen. But he must say he feel's closer to that dream just by wearing the ring that he bore on his finger and also being in a real relationship with her, and not the one's that he imagined in his head night after night.
"Fine but I just don't want anything to happen to you"
"Nothing will. And anyway it's you I'm worried about" Vaughn's hand graced her face and cupped it to look at her. "just promise me you will wear that vest when we go out" She nodded at him as he looked deeply into her eyes. Their faces inches apart from each other as Vaughn's lips were just aching to touch hers.
"Is there any champagne lying about, I feel like getting drunk even though I know I can't, and it will probably ease the pain." as he intentionally broke the eye lock that they had held. He swore he heard Jack's voice warning him in his head.
He shook it off and looked at her again.
"Yeah there is but you can't have any. The doctor injected 5mls of morphine into your arm so that you didn't have so much pain so you cant exactly drink right now"
"Great, what next I can't piss either"
"Michael"
"Sorry I just sometimes get those bad annoying funny alerts"
"Yeah I noticed!" she said rubbing his arm which did seem to have any bruising on it. Michael looked at her rubbing him, and had to say what was on his mind, which was her father.
"Sydney let me tell you this, and I think you may find this funny, but I swear I can hear your fathers voice in my head"
"What!" she said in a very confused way, looking at him with a very weird look across her face.
"I think it's that conversation we had outside of the office door that did it" Vaughn said looking at the blue sheets that lay under him.
"You never told me what actually happened in that incident. You just told me that you didn't know what it was about"
"He told me to keep away from you, far away as possible and making death threats against me"
"Like he usual does." She said having no worry of what her father had to say.
"No, it felt different I actually felt bad for doing what I've done with you in the warehouse not regretting though."
"Well I'm a very bad girl, for doing it as well you know"
"But it acceptable for you because your all powerful and everything. And you can get away with it by saying: 1) that you can kick their arse and 2) That Jack is your father!!!"
"Vaughn Do you love me. cause I'm all powerful and everything and I can make you twirl like a pretzel" she straddled him with a smile over her face looking at him deeply and Long fully into his eyes
"No" he said very strongly and then smiled. He touched the nape of her neck, looking at her.
"I like you for your heart" He kissed her chest slowly and gently. "I like for your mind," he kissed her forehead. "I like you for you personality," he kissed her cheek. "And I just love you generally." He whispered a kiss on her lips and pulled away. A shy smile came over her face wishing he didn't pull away from that kiss.
"Mr Vaughn for pulling away from that kiss you will be turned like pretzel"
"Well, I can now thank the doctor who invented Morphine, cause I've got a serious feeling that I'm going to need it. But knowing you want to turn me like a pretzel you can go through some pain too."
She looked at him with a wonderous look. How could she go through pain when she the one whose doing all the damage?
"I know you like how warm this position is because you just thought it, but I can manipulate you cause you know it's really cold in the bed sometimes and you really need someone to cuddle up to. Well think of the endless winters being all cold and everything and I'll be in the hospital recovering from being spun like a pretzel"
"That's not going to happen"
"And why not! enlighten me"
"Because when you get some of this you will be begging for more"
"Is it now...well let's test that theory"
"Testing sounds definitely good"
"But I don't feel like testing right now" Vaughn said looking away from Sydney.
Sydney was taking her other leg off Vaughn.
"Fine don't play with me" Sydney said in a quite childish tone that it made Vaughn laugh.
He grabbed her by her waist.
"Ok now I feel like playing" he said pulling back across to straddle him.
"Oh now you wan to play I can't bothered no more" she turned sticking her nose high in the air.
"Oh cant you now" she felt his hand on her back massaging it slightly with his hands.
'Fuck it' she thought. She went for Vaughn.
Sydney's lips came down on Vaughn's as he motioned his arm around her waist steadying her while he kissed back with eager passion. His hands was at the bottom of her shirt and fingered the bottom of the material before lifting the shirt right over her head but flinching in the pain that vibrated through his body. But also what ran through it was excitement the same excitement that he had in the warehouse that same urge that just made him go on. everything seemed to be going ten times quicker than it really was. Vaughn lips aproached Sydney's stomach.
She leant back as she watched Vaughn kiss her stomach with such gentleness. He stopped where her jeans stopped him and worked his way back up to her lips. Her hands went up his shirt letting her fingers run down his slight abs and she pulled the top off slowly remembering the pain he was going through.
'Gimmie all you got' she thought as she smiled hazily at Vaughn. A mischievous smile appeared on his face.
He grabbed her by her waist throwing her on the space right next to him where she lay flat and he rolled completely on top of her pinning her hands against the bed head. She smiled.
He looked at her as she looked so attractive just lying there jeans and bra.
"You look so beautiful" as he began to kiss her that was the last thing that was said before they started ripping off each others clothes and showing each other things that they only wished to see.
They fell asleep in each others arms, overwhelmed of what they had just done. It replayed over and over in each others minds like a new film they had just watched.
Sleepily in the bed as Michael awoke to a knocking on his door.
He looked at Sydney and smiled as she was still fast asleep He kissed her forehead, and flinched while he left the bed. He felt pain vibrating through his legs as he took each step. He felt pleasantly numb while throwing a robe over himself and answering the door. Opening it just a crack to see who it was.
Weiss eyes looked down at the robe and just guessed what Vaughn had been doing for hours since he got in the room.
"So you hit jackpot" Weiss said aloud.
Vaughn stepped out the door and closed it behind him
"I wouldn't refer to it like that, more alike I hit heaven"
Vaughn smiled with a smile on his face it felt like him and Vaughn were having one of those girlie moments. Weiss punched him the arm slightly as he flinched.
"So how was it?" He stood their wanting details about every scream, every precise detail he could get.
"That's for me to know Eric" Vaughn said and smiled at the young maid down the hall watching him in the robe.
'wouldn't I like to scream like that' The maid said as she smiled back.
"Not even a clue?"
"Not even a clue."
"And you haven't recovered from rolling down the steps"
"No" He rubbed his face and touched what supposedly is a black eye.
"But how do you feel now?"
"Much better"
"I bet!" Vaughn hit across the head and stood there shaking his head at him.
"So what did you want?"
"Plans have been changed for the mission we are not going to attack the building early in the morning because it would be easy to state facial wise who was here in the building by a face recognition system. So we will hit it tonight because there will be a lot of people there. At 21:00 hours we head out, be ready by then. Oh and we will be briefing about 6"
"Ok I'll tell Sydney"
"Oh another thing tell sydney she's a great screamer I heard her all the way down the hall" Vaughn hit his partner and gave him an evil look.
He re-entered the bedroom, closing the door in front of him, smiling knowing that they were both touching what they always wanted... normal life's.
TBC......
Note: so guys you first lovey dovey scene, which I am so bad at writing! My mum says I'm too tomboyish and I really believe that's true I mean I go to an all girl school but I have more friends which are boys than girls! I finally for once in my life of writing this fanfic kept to my deadline!! yeah! ^_^ I'm getting ready to watch alias tonight the episode endgame is on tonight and I cant wait and after that fight scene in Truth takes time I really hate Sark!!!! Anyways have a good read and please, please review On the Run!!! (my heart still beats)
