iub If Tomorrow Never Comes /b - Chapter 6 /i/u
A/N: I know Sydney drives to and from the warehouse, but lets just say she didn't today. I'm also ranting in this chapter so feel free to complain
~*~ Sydney left the warehouse, as usual, five minutes before Vaughn. She had enjoyed their lunch together and was still slurping on her Slush-O. Sydney smiled to herself as she mused over the way Vaughn's eyes seemed to light up as she produced the two Slush-Os. She hadn't seen Vaughn like that before. It seemed as if she had insight into the real Vaughn. The Vaughn that wasn't 'Vaughn', but 'Michael' or 'Mike'. The guy who lazed around in his boxers on Saturdays. Suddenly, Sydney's thoughts were filled with Vaughn in boxers. She hadn't meant to think about that. Honest.
Sydney still couldn't help a small smile curl on her lips. Lost in the thought of Vaughn in boxers and her interest in her Slush-O, she had failed to notice the lamppost in front of her. There was a thud. She held her hand to her head and squinted through the searing pain. Someone stopped to ask if she was okay, she nodded and looked around, hoping Vaughn hadn't seen her be such a klutz. Unfortunately, he had and was coming over to her. She shook her head as and warned him away. He gave her a look that said 'You ok?'. She nodded and waved. He smiled and reluctantly left in the opposite direction. Momentarily forgetting where she was supposed to be going, she held onto the lamppost and shook her head as to relieve the pain. That was going to leave a bruise. She could just imagine what Francie and Will- No, what iFrancie/i would say when she got home. She still wasn't used to thinking of life without Will. At least she had a good excuse this time.a true excuse for getting hurt or being away. She couldn't count the numerous number of times she had lied to cover up her bruises, cuts and scrapes, not to mention the times where she had to go and meet Vaughn or go on missions.
Sydney sighed. The missions were something she'd never forget, no matter how long ago they had been. Missions were usually an exhilarating experience. Despite the pain, she had enjoyed most of them. But one thing she never looked forward to was when she got home and had to explain the bruises to Francie and Will. Sydney wasn't a violent girl; in their eyes anyway. But she hated lying to her friends, no matter how dangerous it was.
Recently, since she had become a double, the risks were all too much .She had to lie to more and more people and sometimes the stress got to her. The SD-6 missions she hated, until her counter mission. Then she was all too happy to make the copies of disks or photograph the documents. everytime she did, she felt a little part of SD-6 whither away. She longed for the day SD-6 were brought down and she could live a normal life. But she knew, that even when she wasn't an agent anymore, the scars would still be there, and they'd never disappear.
Sydney shook the thoughts from her head and continued to walk towards Will's office. It was weird though, as much as she didn't want there to be an article on SD-6, she hoped there was. Maybe because if there was, she didn't have to worry as much as she could just destroy it. However, if she didn't find anything, it didn't necessarily mean good news. Will's office was only a few blocks away from the warehouse, and it didn't take her long to get there. As she approched the building, Sydney threw away her finished Slush-O with a content sigh. They really were delicious. 'Must buy some on way back to Will's for Francie. And maybe I'll have one too,' she thought as she entered the building. She stopped in front of Will's secretary. She had curly red hair and looked a little like the grown up Annie. She loved that movie. Especially since that Warbucks guy looked like her dad. She grinned at the thought of her dad singing. "Hi, I'm here to clear out Will Tippin's office," She said. The woman looked at her. "You are?" she said. Sydney nodded, "I guess you and his sister are taking it in shifts or something," the woman said. "What?" Sydney said hoping Amy hadn't seen anything. "His sister. Amy Tippin? She came by earlier. About an hour ago. Poor girl, I guess it got to her. She left with the office only half done. She seemed out of it..." The woman's voice seemed to fade out as Sydney was overcome with fear and worry. A sick feeling seemed to take over her stomach and she was in danger of showing the whole office what she had for lunch. "Are you ok? You look sick," the woman asked cautiously. Sydney nodded. "I'm just...I didn't know she was here. Do you mind if I..." Sydney motioned towards Will's office. The woman nodded and Sydney almost ran inside. She looked around. Most of the place had been cleared but there were still some things left. Sydney gulped as she frantically looked through Will's computer for anything.
b Vaughn's Office /b Vaughn laid back in his chair thinking of the lunch her had shared with Sydney. She had surprised him, no doubt and he smiled at the thought of the first meeting where he had surreptitiously offered her a Slush-O. He was surprised she had remembered, as she had seemed annoyed then. He fiddled with the warm coin in his hand as Weiss, without knocking, knocked him out of his stupor.
"Hey Mike," Weiss called. Vaughn turned to his friend and greeted him. "Want to try out that new Pizza place?" Weiss offered. Vaughn shook his head. "No, I've had lunch," Weiss looked betrayed at Vaughn's confession. "You've already had lunch?" Weiss repeated. Vaughn nodded as Weiss sat down, "When?" "About ten minutes ago," Vaughn said "Weren't you meeting Bristow?" Weiss asked. Vaughn nodded. A look of confusion crossed Weiss' face before realization struck. "You had lunch with Sydney!" Weiss yelled. Vaughn threw a pencil at him to shut him up and hoped no one heard. "Not in public. She surprised me at the warehouse," Vaughn explained in a hushed tone. "Anyway, it was an important meeting. She thinks Will knew about SD-6. She had a dream about it," Vaughn said to his friend. "Awww, she didn't dream about iyou(?)/i" Weiss said mockingly only to be met with another pencil from Vaughn's desk. "Ow!" he said rubbing his shoulder where the sharp point had hit it. "So, did you find anything?" Vaughn gave him the things Sydney and he had found. Weiss looked at them, his eyes widening. "This is some pretty heavy stuff," "I know. This article could blow her whole cover if it falls into the wrong hands," "Where is Bristow now?" Weiss asked genuinely concerned. "Will's office. See if she can try and get it, iif/i there is an article," Vaughn said, almost wondering off into a daydream. Vaughn's cell rang and he looked at Weiss before he picked it up, "Vaughn" he answered "What? The article?" Vaughn clarified. Weiss realised it must have been Sydney. He listened intently. Vaughn creased his forehead, "Sydney, calm down. It might not have been there," Vaughn continued, then he frowned, "Will's sister? Are you sure, maybe- No! Don't go to SD-6! Sloane has given you two weeks off remember? Just go back to Francie, I'll talk to Devlin and Jack," Vaughn finished off the call and sighed. "Bad news?" Weiss asked. "Will's sister got there before Sydney. She might have it," Vaughn explained. He couldn't believe what was happening. If there was an article out there, it could ruin Sydney.
bSD-6 - Sloane's Office/b Sloane finished looking over the article he had in his hands. He sighed before turning to the red headed woman in front of him. He looked at her. "This is good work," he said. Amy simply nodded. "You're truly an asset to SD-6," "Thank you. I brought the article to you because I felt it was a liability to the Alliance. Also, because I think Agent Bristow may have told my brother among other people," "That's why I employed you. I needed someone to keep tabs on Will Tippin and Agent Bristow," Amy nodded to Sloane's words, "You know that Mr Tippin's death was no accident," "Yes," Amy said solemnly "He was a danger. You killed him to protect the Alliance," "And protect you Amy; you're like a daughter to me," Sloane said edging closer to the Agent.
He had mastered his 'like a daughter' routine so many times to several different young female agents. They always seemed to believe him, less so Sydney. She seemed more distance after Danny was killed. That was why he had employed Amy. "What are you going to do about this?" Amy asked. Sloane thought for a minute. "I want you to go home. If Sydney asks you if you found anything, say no. I suspect Sydney's already knows you went before so just say you were feeling emotional. I'll take care of Bristow," Amy nodded and left.
Sloane looked at the article and fed it through the shredder. He picked up the phone and dialled a number. "This is Sloane. I'd like to issue a ib(making all this stuff up now)/b/i Code 175...yes, to be done in Mongolia....two days from now...the name? Yes, Agent Sydney Bristow," Sloane hung up the phone. He had to make up a solo mission to Mongolia by tomorrow.
iTo Be Continued./i
OK, so I figure it's starting to suck now so I may not continue this. Let me know what you think.
Mrs O xXx
A/N: I know Sydney drives to and from the warehouse, but lets just say she didn't today. I'm also ranting in this chapter so feel free to complain
~*~ Sydney left the warehouse, as usual, five minutes before Vaughn. She had enjoyed their lunch together and was still slurping on her Slush-O. Sydney smiled to herself as she mused over the way Vaughn's eyes seemed to light up as she produced the two Slush-Os. She hadn't seen Vaughn like that before. It seemed as if she had insight into the real Vaughn. The Vaughn that wasn't 'Vaughn', but 'Michael' or 'Mike'. The guy who lazed around in his boxers on Saturdays. Suddenly, Sydney's thoughts were filled with Vaughn in boxers. She hadn't meant to think about that. Honest.
Sydney still couldn't help a small smile curl on her lips. Lost in the thought of Vaughn in boxers and her interest in her Slush-O, she had failed to notice the lamppost in front of her. There was a thud. She held her hand to her head and squinted through the searing pain. Someone stopped to ask if she was okay, she nodded and looked around, hoping Vaughn hadn't seen her be such a klutz. Unfortunately, he had and was coming over to her. She shook her head as and warned him away. He gave her a look that said 'You ok?'. She nodded and waved. He smiled and reluctantly left in the opposite direction. Momentarily forgetting where she was supposed to be going, she held onto the lamppost and shook her head as to relieve the pain. That was going to leave a bruise. She could just imagine what Francie and Will- No, what iFrancie/i would say when she got home. She still wasn't used to thinking of life without Will. At least she had a good excuse this time.a true excuse for getting hurt or being away. She couldn't count the numerous number of times she had lied to cover up her bruises, cuts and scrapes, not to mention the times where she had to go and meet Vaughn or go on missions.
Sydney sighed. The missions were something she'd never forget, no matter how long ago they had been. Missions were usually an exhilarating experience. Despite the pain, she had enjoyed most of them. But one thing she never looked forward to was when she got home and had to explain the bruises to Francie and Will. Sydney wasn't a violent girl; in their eyes anyway. But she hated lying to her friends, no matter how dangerous it was.
Recently, since she had become a double, the risks were all too much .She had to lie to more and more people and sometimes the stress got to her. The SD-6 missions she hated, until her counter mission. Then she was all too happy to make the copies of disks or photograph the documents. everytime she did, she felt a little part of SD-6 whither away. She longed for the day SD-6 were brought down and she could live a normal life. But she knew, that even when she wasn't an agent anymore, the scars would still be there, and they'd never disappear.
Sydney shook the thoughts from her head and continued to walk towards Will's office. It was weird though, as much as she didn't want there to be an article on SD-6, she hoped there was. Maybe because if there was, she didn't have to worry as much as she could just destroy it. However, if she didn't find anything, it didn't necessarily mean good news. Will's office was only a few blocks away from the warehouse, and it didn't take her long to get there. As she approched the building, Sydney threw away her finished Slush-O with a content sigh. They really were delicious. 'Must buy some on way back to Will's for Francie. And maybe I'll have one too,' she thought as she entered the building. She stopped in front of Will's secretary. She had curly red hair and looked a little like the grown up Annie. She loved that movie. Especially since that Warbucks guy looked like her dad. She grinned at the thought of her dad singing. "Hi, I'm here to clear out Will Tippin's office," She said. The woman looked at her. "You are?" she said. Sydney nodded, "I guess you and his sister are taking it in shifts or something," the woman said. "What?" Sydney said hoping Amy hadn't seen anything. "His sister. Amy Tippin? She came by earlier. About an hour ago. Poor girl, I guess it got to her. She left with the office only half done. She seemed out of it..." The woman's voice seemed to fade out as Sydney was overcome with fear and worry. A sick feeling seemed to take over her stomach and she was in danger of showing the whole office what she had for lunch. "Are you ok? You look sick," the woman asked cautiously. Sydney nodded. "I'm just...I didn't know she was here. Do you mind if I..." Sydney motioned towards Will's office. The woman nodded and Sydney almost ran inside. She looked around. Most of the place had been cleared but there were still some things left. Sydney gulped as she frantically looked through Will's computer for anything.
b Vaughn's Office /b Vaughn laid back in his chair thinking of the lunch her had shared with Sydney. She had surprised him, no doubt and he smiled at the thought of the first meeting where he had surreptitiously offered her a Slush-O. He was surprised she had remembered, as she had seemed annoyed then. He fiddled with the warm coin in his hand as Weiss, without knocking, knocked him out of his stupor.
"Hey Mike," Weiss called. Vaughn turned to his friend and greeted him. "Want to try out that new Pizza place?" Weiss offered. Vaughn shook his head. "No, I've had lunch," Weiss looked betrayed at Vaughn's confession. "You've already had lunch?" Weiss repeated. Vaughn nodded as Weiss sat down, "When?" "About ten minutes ago," Vaughn said "Weren't you meeting Bristow?" Weiss asked. Vaughn nodded. A look of confusion crossed Weiss' face before realization struck. "You had lunch with Sydney!" Weiss yelled. Vaughn threw a pencil at him to shut him up and hoped no one heard. "Not in public. She surprised me at the warehouse," Vaughn explained in a hushed tone. "Anyway, it was an important meeting. She thinks Will knew about SD-6. She had a dream about it," Vaughn said to his friend. "Awww, she didn't dream about iyou(?)/i" Weiss said mockingly only to be met with another pencil from Vaughn's desk. "Ow!" he said rubbing his shoulder where the sharp point had hit it. "So, did you find anything?" Vaughn gave him the things Sydney and he had found. Weiss looked at them, his eyes widening. "This is some pretty heavy stuff," "I know. This article could blow her whole cover if it falls into the wrong hands," "Where is Bristow now?" Weiss asked genuinely concerned. "Will's office. See if she can try and get it, iif/i there is an article," Vaughn said, almost wondering off into a daydream. Vaughn's cell rang and he looked at Weiss before he picked it up, "Vaughn" he answered "What? The article?" Vaughn clarified. Weiss realised it must have been Sydney. He listened intently. Vaughn creased his forehead, "Sydney, calm down. It might not have been there," Vaughn continued, then he frowned, "Will's sister? Are you sure, maybe- No! Don't go to SD-6! Sloane has given you two weeks off remember? Just go back to Francie, I'll talk to Devlin and Jack," Vaughn finished off the call and sighed. "Bad news?" Weiss asked. "Will's sister got there before Sydney. She might have it," Vaughn explained. He couldn't believe what was happening. If there was an article out there, it could ruin Sydney.
bSD-6 - Sloane's Office/b Sloane finished looking over the article he had in his hands. He sighed before turning to the red headed woman in front of him. He looked at her. "This is good work," he said. Amy simply nodded. "You're truly an asset to SD-6," "Thank you. I brought the article to you because I felt it was a liability to the Alliance. Also, because I think Agent Bristow may have told my brother among other people," "That's why I employed you. I needed someone to keep tabs on Will Tippin and Agent Bristow," Amy nodded to Sloane's words, "You know that Mr Tippin's death was no accident," "Yes," Amy said solemnly "He was a danger. You killed him to protect the Alliance," "And protect you Amy; you're like a daughter to me," Sloane said edging closer to the Agent.
He had mastered his 'like a daughter' routine so many times to several different young female agents. They always seemed to believe him, less so Sydney. She seemed more distance after Danny was killed. That was why he had employed Amy. "What are you going to do about this?" Amy asked. Sloane thought for a minute. "I want you to go home. If Sydney asks you if you found anything, say no. I suspect Sydney's already knows you went before so just say you were feeling emotional. I'll take care of Bristow," Amy nodded and left.
Sloane looked at the article and fed it through the shredder. He picked up the phone and dialled a number. "This is Sloane. I'd like to issue a ib(making all this stuff up now)/b/i Code 175...yes, to be done in Mongolia....two days from now...the name? Yes, Agent Sydney Bristow," Sloane hung up the phone. He had to make up a solo mission to Mongolia by tomorrow.
iTo Be Continued./i
OK, so I figure it's starting to suck now so I may not continue this. Let me know what you think.
Mrs O xXx