A/N: This is the first Alias fic that I've attempted to write. I have
this posted over at the SD boards, and it's doing quite well. Feedback is
very very very welcome.
Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't sue. Just read and enjoy!
Note: This is a slightly A/U fic. It takes place during no particular time at the moment. **************************************
Chapter 1
Blue.
The heavens above were a clear, cerulean, not a single cloud marred the sky. Syd and Vaughn were lying next to each other on the cool, dewy grass. Both stared upwards, lost in their thoughts and reveling in the comfortable silence. Their hands lay intertwined between the love-struck pair; their faces mirroring each other's joy.
Sydney shifted her position on the grass so that she could stare at Vaughn and said, "Hey, you."
Vaughn rolled over onto his elbow to gaze deep into her eyes. Green warred with brown full force, each singing its battle cry of love and care. Suddenly, Vaughn averted his gaze to their still intertwined hands and begins to stroke her knuckle. The staring contest was over.
"Sucker," Sydney accused in a playful banter.
"Yeah right. I was just humoring you. Miss Wanna-Be Queen of the World. I could beat you at staring any day of the week."
"Whatever, I know you just had to save your big ol' macho, masculine pride. Guys."
"Ouch! That was harsh, Syd. Just because you hafta act all tough toward Sloane doesn't mean you need to pull your tough-ass routine on me.'
With mock infuriation, Sydney rolled over onto her other side, facing away from Vaughn. "Well, while we're at it. We'll see how tough you are Mister Vaughn. You can keep yourself company without me."
Suddenly Syd felt two hands grabbing her sides, tickling the life out of her.
"Stop!" she shrieked unable to subdue the gigantic giggle attack that overcame her.
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Vaughn just leaned over and replied, "Look's like we're not made of steel are we now? What happened to that smart-ass spy chick?"
Syd was stuck in a helpless plight, unable to stop wheezing and struggling to gasp for air. Her spy days would be over if her enemies knew that tickling her would render her helpless.
Slowly Syd regain her composure when the tickling ceased, and the giggles gradually died down. She looked up at Vaughn, fully prepared for an all out war. Knowingly, Vaughn cocked an eyebrow at her and flashed his lopsided smile. She was a goner, giving up before the battle had begun.
Grinning triumphantly, Vaughn leaned over to whisper in her ear. "Now who's the sucker?"
But before she could snap back, he captured her lips with his own. The kiss was soft and tender, wrought with heartfelt emotion.
Pulling back for air, Sydney simply smiled in defeat, "Looks like you won."
"Oh, yeah? I think I deserve a reward."
Syd only smirked and said nothing to him.
"C'mon so what's my prize?"
"My heart," she answered in full sincerity.
Inching closer to her Vaughn leaned in to give her another kiss.
When a heart-wrenching scream rang out through the silence.
Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't sue. Just read and enjoy!
Note: This is a slightly A/U fic. It takes place during no particular time at the moment. **************************************
Chapter 1
Blue.
The heavens above were a clear, cerulean, not a single cloud marred the sky. Syd and Vaughn were lying next to each other on the cool, dewy grass. Both stared upwards, lost in their thoughts and reveling in the comfortable silence. Their hands lay intertwined between the love-struck pair; their faces mirroring each other's joy.
Sydney shifted her position on the grass so that she could stare at Vaughn and said, "Hey, you."
Vaughn rolled over onto his elbow to gaze deep into her eyes. Green warred with brown full force, each singing its battle cry of love and care. Suddenly, Vaughn averted his gaze to their still intertwined hands and begins to stroke her knuckle. The staring contest was over.
"Sucker," Sydney accused in a playful banter.
"Yeah right. I was just humoring you. Miss Wanna-Be Queen of the World. I could beat you at staring any day of the week."
"Whatever, I know you just had to save your big ol' macho, masculine pride. Guys."
"Ouch! That was harsh, Syd. Just because you hafta act all tough toward Sloane doesn't mean you need to pull your tough-ass routine on me.'
With mock infuriation, Sydney rolled over onto her other side, facing away from Vaughn. "Well, while we're at it. We'll see how tough you are Mister Vaughn. You can keep yourself company without me."
Suddenly Syd felt two hands grabbing her sides, tickling the life out of her.
"Stop!" she shrieked unable to subdue the gigantic giggle attack that overcame her.
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Vaughn just leaned over and replied, "Look's like we're not made of steel are we now? What happened to that smart-ass spy chick?"
Syd was stuck in a helpless plight, unable to stop wheezing and struggling to gasp for air. Her spy days would be over if her enemies knew that tickling her would render her helpless.
Slowly Syd regain her composure when the tickling ceased, and the giggles gradually died down. She looked up at Vaughn, fully prepared for an all out war. Knowingly, Vaughn cocked an eyebrow at her and flashed his lopsided smile. She was a goner, giving up before the battle had begun.
Grinning triumphantly, Vaughn leaned over to whisper in her ear. "Now who's the sucker?"
But before she could snap back, he captured her lips with his own. The kiss was soft and tender, wrought with heartfelt emotion.
Pulling back for air, Sydney simply smiled in defeat, "Looks like you won."
"Oh, yeah? I think I deserve a reward."
Syd only smirked and said nothing to him.
"C'mon so what's my prize?"
"My heart," she answered in full sincerity.
Inching closer to her Vaughn leaned in to give her another kiss.
When a heart-wrenching scream rang out through the silence.