A couple of notes I forgot to add in the first chapter.  This kinda takes place after Phase One.  But there's no evilFrancie.  Never liked her.  But the rest of the plot line should follow for the first couple of episodes after Phase One, when I started writing this.

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Sydney walked into work the next day.  She smiled to people she passed and calmly walked into Vaughn's office.  He looked up at her presence, and Sydney shut the door.  She sat down and slumped into the chair across from Vaughn.  "I did something stupid last night." She admitted.

Vaughn smiled and moved to sit on the corner of his desk.  He took Sydney's hand, "What did you do?"

"I agreed to go to my ten year reunion."

He let out a short laugh.  "Why is that so bad? I had fun at mine."

Sydney took a deep breath, and momentarily debated on whether to tell Vaughn the real reason why she didn't want to go to her reunion.  She decided that it wasn't a good idea.  "That's because you have accomplished what you set out to accomplish. I said that I'd be-"

"Syd.  Half the people there hadn't done what they said they would.  The other half tried it, and decided they didn't like it."

"Don't bother trying to get me to go. I already promised Will and Francie that I would go."

"Then why are you here?"  With puppy dog eyes, Sydney looked up at Vaughn.  "You want me to come with you?" Sydney nodded.  "You do realize that only serious boyfriends go with their girlfriends, right?"

"Will you go?"

"Of course."

"I'd kiss you right now, but my dad and Kendall are standing outside your office." Sydney smiled and angled her head to show Vaughn his visitors.

"So, I'll see you tonight then?" He asked before Sydney left.

"Yes." Sydney left the calmness of Vaughn's office, and went to the hustle and bustle of the floor.  As she walked back to her desk, Will came up and approached her.

"So, did you ask Vaughn if he'd go yet?"

"I just did, he's coming."

"See, it won't be so bad."

"No, it won't."

"I mean, what's the worst that can happen?  Your old friends already think you're a loser-"

"-That money thing wasn't my fault."

"I know that, but they don't.  So what if they don't believe you!  You've got me, and Fran, and Vaughn there to back you up."

"A lot worse can happen."

"Like what?"

"Like everyone, including you guys all believe that it was my fault, and that I was a jerk back then."

"You weren't a jerk back then.  Hello!  It's me Will!  Remember, your best friend since high school?  I remember what you were like. So stop worrying."

"Fine.  I've got to go RSVP for two, and to tell Kendall that I will not be responding to any sort of call from the CIA that night, and that I won't go on any missions three days prior.  If am going to do this, I am going to do this right, and nothing is going to stop me."

"Honestly Sydney, When was the last time he actually listened to your request?"

"There was that one time- oh wait, he still paged me."

"I prove my point."

"You are so lucky.  You're never really called away from life to answer to the bidding of Kendall."

"You like your job, admit it."  Sydney shot daggers at Will. "Then why haven't you quit yet?"

"Sloane and my mother are still out there.  That's why."

"Fine."

"I'll talk to you later Will." Sydney sat down at her desk to fill out her request.

Sydney and Vaughn got back to Sydney's house after the hockey game.  "Hey Syd, when is your reunion exactly?"

"Why?"

"Because I agreed to go with you, and I think it might be a good thing if I know when it is."

"Right, of course.  I can't remember the invitation is on the table."

Vaughn walked over to the table and sorted through the mail.  "This it?" He held up the square envelope.

"Yeah."

"This little thing is what caused you to freak out?"

"Yeah."

Vaughn pulled the invitation out of the envelope.  "I can see why you were panicking.  This is this Saturday."

"I know.  I only have 3 days to be perfect."

"You already are perfect."

Sydney leaned over and kissed him.  "Not for you but for everyone else."

"If you're not perfect for me, then you're perfect for no one.  But it's ok.  Because you are perfect."

"Are you trying to sweet talk me Vaughn?"

"Depends, is it working?"

"Yes."

"Then, yes."

"Ok, that's what I thought."

"What do you say if I made dinner for you tonight."

"I'd say thank you." 

The minute Sydney and Vaughn walked to into the CIA the next morning, Kendall immediately overwhelmed them.

"Agent Bristow, may I have a word?"

"Yes."

"Agent Vaughn, I can only assume that this includes you."

Sydney and Vaughn followed Kendall into his office.  They sat down in the chairs across from him.  He pulled out a piece of paper from his stacks, and placed it before them.   "I assume you know what this is Bristow."

"I do, it's my time off request."

"Why did it hit my desk yesterday?"

"I only just found out about it Monday night.  The reunion is Saturday.  I got it to you as soon as I could."

"We are busy right now Bristow."

"I know sir.  But I haven't had a day off in a while.  I'm not asking for tomorrow, and Friday off.  Just that I not be sent on any missions those days.  And I'm asking for Saturday."

"We're not supposed to be open on Saturdays."

"But we're often called in."

"Fine, request granted."

"Thank you sir."

"Excuse me," Vaughn spoke up.  "Why was I called in?"

"I assume you were planning on attending this event with Bristow?"

"I was."

"Request granted for you too."

"I didn't submit a request."

"I know you didn't.  Don't push your luck Agent Vaughn."

"Thank you."

The two stood up to leave when Kendall quickly called to them.  "And have a good time."

"Hey, look at that.  No work Saturday."

"I can think of some things to kill our time."  Vaughn said.

"Ok, as long as we're not late. I had that reputation in school."

"You were late in school."

"My nanny was horrible about being on time.  Her habits rubbed onto me, and it became one of my habits.  I broke it in college finally."  Vaughn shook his head, only amused.