A/N: I couldn't leave it like that so I wrote another chapter for all those
people who want it. Read it and then make up your own mind.
1 Chapter 2
Sydney opened the caged doors of the warehouse, letting it make the scrapping clang that, in normal circumstances, annoyed her. She walked slowly, allowing each footstep to hit the ground and make a gravely thumping noise as she advanced nearer and nearer to their meeting point. Tears flowed freely from her eyes but as her face was still wet from the rain, they were undistinguishable.
"What's wrong?" the worried voice that Sydney longed to hear asked her. She looked up to the soft green eyes, which showed nothing but concern for her.
"It's Will…he's been in an accident," she said softly, before breaking down into tears for her best friend. Vaughn was speechless. Moments ago he had been ready to give up and leave the warehouse when Sydney had arrived. Ready to forget everything, assuming that she didn't feel the same way. But seeing her before him, broken almost, made him realise that she needed him as much as he needed her.
Not caring if he broke protocol or the fact that she was soaked to the bone from being out in the pouring rain for so long, he took his sobbing agent and held her, letting her tears stain his leather jacket.
"Is he okay?" he asked after a little while, even though he hated the man, Vaughn would take her to see him in hospital if needed; but in the back of his mind, Vaughn already knew Sydney's answer. Sydney sobbed harder, clutching onto Vaughn as if he was her last lifeline. By the time Sydney had stopped crying, it was almost half past four in the morning. They were sitting opposite each other on crates, silent.
"What time is it?" she asked, Vaughn, without looking at his watch replied. Sydney nodded and looked back down.
"Francie ought to know. And Will's parents," he said reminding her of them
"His parents already know. The hospital called them; they're flying in later today. I'll tell Francie when I get home," Sydney said. "I'm sorry I was late," she apologised. Vaughn shook his head.
"Don't be, I understand you were busy,"
"How long were you waiting?" she asked, trying to keep her thoughts as far away from the accident as possible.
"Not long," he lied. Truthfully, he had been waiting almost an hour.
"I tried to call you, I got voicemail," Sydney said quietly remembering her message with embarrassment.
"Ah, about that. When I got the voicemail, I sorta…accidentally…dropped my phone, so I didn't get it,"
"So, you didn't hear what I said?"
"No. Was it important?" Vaughn asked. Sydney's mind raced. Should she tell him? About an hour ago she was ready to, but after the events of tonight…it wouldn't feel right.
"No, I guess not," she decided, smiling briefly before turning away, "Look, I'd better get going. I need to get home before Francie wakes up," Sydney said as she got up and smoothed her suit. She looked in her mirror, reapplied her make up so she looked presentable and turned to Vaughn.
"Thanks," she said, "Thank you for…being here," she said, hugging Vaughn. As she was leaving, she spun around. Vaughn looked up as she pulled something out of her purse.
"I've got the disk, I almost forgot to give it to you," she said as she handed it to Vaughn.
"Thanks. I'm sorry about-"
"It's ok. I'll see you," she said walking off. Vaughn watched her leave and looked at the disk, putting it away in his pocket. He waited until he heard the car drive off before pulling out his cell phone – which was almost new. He looked at it. It hadn't been the right time. Not after what happened to Will. He couldn't tell her then. He pressed a few buttons and held the phone up to his ear. There was a beep.
"You have one message," the electronic voice informed him, followed by another beep,
"I love you," Sydney's voice said clearly before another beep beeped.
"End of messages. Would you like to save or delete the message?" the electronic voice said. Vaughn's finger went back and forth between the delete and save buttons. He sighed and closed his eyes pressing one.
"I love you too," he said as the electronic voice droned again.
"Message saved,"
The End?
Not sure if this should be my last chapter or not. Let me know if you want another chapter.
Mrs O xXx
1 Chapter 2
Sydney opened the caged doors of the warehouse, letting it make the scrapping clang that, in normal circumstances, annoyed her. She walked slowly, allowing each footstep to hit the ground and make a gravely thumping noise as she advanced nearer and nearer to their meeting point. Tears flowed freely from her eyes but as her face was still wet from the rain, they were undistinguishable.
"What's wrong?" the worried voice that Sydney longed to hear asked her. She looked up to the soft green eyes, which showed nothing but concern for her.
"It's Will…he's been in an accident," she said softly, before breaking down into tears for her best friend. Vaughn was speechless. Moments ago he had been ready to give up and leave the warehouse when Sydney had arrived. Ready to forget everything, assuming that she didn't feel the same way. But seeing her before him, broken almost, made him realise that she needed him as much as he needed her.
Not caring if he broke protocol or the fact that she was soaked to the bone from being out in the pouring rain for so long, he took his sobbing agent and held her, letting her tears stain his leather jacket.
"Is he okay?" he asked after a little while, even though he hated the man, Vaughn would take her to see him in hospital if needed; but in the back of his mind, Vaughn already knew Sydney's answer. Sydney sobbed harder, clutching onto Vaughn as if he was her last lifeline. By the time Sydney had stopped crying, it was almost half past four in the morning. They were sitting opposite each other on crates, silent.
"What time is it?" she asked, Vaughn, without looking at his watch replied. Sydney nodded and looked back down.
"Francie ought to know. And Will's parents," he said reminding her of them
"His parents already know. The hospital called them; they're flying in later today. I'll tell Francie when I get home," Sydney said. "I'm sorry I was late," she apologised. Vaughn shook his head.
"Don't be, I understand you were busy,"
"How long were you waiting?" she asked, trying to keep her thoughts as far away from the accident as possible.
"Not long," he lied. Truthfully, he had been waiting almost an hour.
"I tried to call you, I got voicemail," Sydney said quietly remembering her message with embarrassment.
"Ah, about that. When I got the voicemail, I sorta…accidentally…dropped my phone, so I didn't get it,"
"So, you didn't hear what I said?"
"No. Was it important?" Vaughn asked. Sydney's mind raced. Should she tell him? About an hour ago she was ready to, but after the events of tonight…it wouldn't feel right.
"No, I guess not," she decided, smiling briefly before turning away, "Look, I'd better get going. I need to get home before Francie wakes up," Sydney said as she got up and smoothed her suit. She looked in her mirror, reapplied her make up so she looked presentable and turned to Vaughn.
"Thanks," she said, "Thank you for…being here," she said, hugging Vaughn. As she was leaving, she spun around. Vaughn looked up as she pulled something out of her purse.
"I've got the disk, I almost forgot to give it to you," she said as she handed it to Vaughn.
"Thanks. I'm sorry about-"
"It's ok. I'll see you," she said walking off. Vaughn watched her leave and looked at the disk, putting it away in his pocket. He waited until he heard the car drive off before pulling out his cell phone – which was almost new. He looked at it. It hadn't been the right time. Not after what happened to Will. He couldn't tell her then. He pressed a few buttons and held the phone up to his ear. There was a beep.
"You have one message," the electronic voice informed him, followed by another beep,
"I love you," Sydney's voice said clearly before another beep beeped.
"End of messages. Would you like to save or delete the message?" the electronic voice said. Vaughn's finger went back and forth between the delete and save buttons. He sighed and closed his eyes pressing one.
"I love you too," he said as the electronic voice droned again.
"Message saved,"
The End?
Not sure if this should be my last chapter or not. Let me know if you want another chapter.
Mrs O xXx