A/N: The song is 'Falling Into You' by Celine Dion.
[b][u]If Tomorrow Never Comes [/b] - Part 12[/u]
After dinner, Sydney and Vaughn curled up onto the couch and watched a movie, while they quietly talked about their plans.
"There's a car in the garage. The keys are under the windowsill. Tomorrow morning, we'll get a call from the base and they'll tell us where we should meet them. Then they'll fly us back to LA," Vaughn explained. Sydney looked down at her nails, "Syd?" Vaughn asked. He hoped she'd been listening. She didn't look up.
"My cover is blown, isn't it?" she asked.
"I think it's safe to presume that. We need to get you into CIA custody as soon as possible. We can't take any chances,"
"When SD-6 hears about this, they'll be sure to find me,"
"They won't," Vaughn reassured. Sydney looked up at him.
"How can you be so sure? If they don't get me, they'll get my father, or Francie…"
"Your father is taking care of it. If your cover is blown, it doesn't mean his isn't. We still can take them down," Vaughn explained, reaching for Sydney's hand…for extra comfort that is. Sydney took it gratefully and played with his fingers while she thought about what could happen.
"I can't believe they took her, Vaughn. I thought that she'd be okay…" Sydney sniffed, "She's not like them. She's kind and smart. She loved Will and she would never let them do this to him!" Sydney tried to keep the tears from falling, but failed miserably.
"Do what?" Vaughn asked giving her a gentle prompt.
"She said that Sloane killed Will. That it wasn't an accident. She looked so calm saying that…like she was okay with SD-6 killing him," Sydney explained, she held on to Vaughn's hand harder without realising the pain she was causing him. Vaughn gritted his teeth, but didn't say anything.
"Sloane is like that. He can manipulate anyone. You have to remember that it wasn't her choice, she's still the same Amy - she's just…she's confused," Sydney looked up at Vaughn, his soft green eyes displaying the reassurance she needed. She smiled slightly and looked back down, gasping as she noticed the red hint in his hands.
"Oh, Vaughn, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you bad?" she asked flinging a hand to her mouth and letting go of her handler's hurt hand. Vaughn shook his head. He knew that it would turn a nice blue in the morning, but she didn't need to know that.
"Nah, I'm ok. The important thing is if you are," he said. Sydney nodded.
"I'll be okay," she sighed, "I just want to get my mind off this at the moment," she said.
"Well," Vaughn said stretching, "What do you want to do? We have a whole night to fill," he glanced at Sydney who grinned. "What?" he asked not liking this one bit.
"I think it's time for me to give you advice," she said cryptically as she slinked off the couch and switched of the TV.
"With what?" Vaughn asked. Sydney said nothing but moved to the CD player.
"I'm going to teach you to dance!" she said as music filled the room. Vaughn had no time to protest as she had already made a grab for his hands and was pulling him off the couch.
"Syd…I…no!" he attempted to get out of it but, as much as he hated to admit it, she was *slightly* stronger than him. She pulled him close and wrapped his arms around her waist before placing her hands around his neck.
"Now, just follow my lead. Move gently to the music and let it take you away," she advised looking up to him and resting her head against his chest as they swayed slowly to the music.
[*]
And in your eyes I see ribbons of color
I see us inside of each other
I feel my unconscious merge with yours
And I hear a voice say, "What's his is hers"
I'm falling into you
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you
[*]
Vaughn gulped as he tried to slow down his racing heart. He was sure she could hear it and he hoped that he wouldn't begin to sweat, like he did in 9th grade with Maria Thomas at the end of year dance and he ended up needing to go to the loo in the middle of the song. Needless to say she didn't talk to him again. Before, he and Sydney had never been able to dance like this because of the risks. But here he was, in the middle of nowhere, with no cameras, bugs or people watching and they were alone.
[*]
I was afraid to let you in here
Now I have learned love can't be made in fear
The walls begin to tumble down
And I can't even see the ground
I'm falling into you
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you
[*]
Sydney listened to Vaughn's heartbeat. He was nervous. She was too. Well, who wouldn't be? She was dancing alone with her gorgeous handler and things couldn't really get any better. Well, she *could* do without SD-6 finding about her being a double and the risks of Francie and her father being hurt…but still, it was a moment she'd been waiting for.
[*]
Falling like a leaf, falling like a star
Finding a belief, falling where you are
Catch me, don't let me drop!
Love me, don't ever stop!
[*]
When Vaughn had first heard about the trap set for Sydney by SD06, he'd panicked. Jack had wanted him to go and get her and Vaughn was scared he'd let her down. Not just Sydney, but Jack too. Not forgetting the whole of the CIA. Sydney was an 'asset' to Devlin, but to him…she was his life. The one thing he wanted, and the one thing he couldn't have.
[*]
So close your eyes and let me kiss you
And while you sleep I will miss you
I'm falling into you
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you
[*]
Sydney closed her eyes, really keeping them shut, and for the first time since Danny, she felt like she was safe. She loved the feeling of being in someone's arms, something she'd lost when she'd lost Danny. But it wasn't the same in Vaughn's arms. With Danny, she had the guilt of lying to him…but with Vaughn - with Vaughn, it was bliss.
[*]
Falling like a leaf, falling like a star
Finding a belief, falling where you are
Falling into you
Falling into you
Falling into you
[*]
The song ended, but the two didn't part. They held on to each other. Each thinking the same thing. Each wanting the same thing. They both knew that had to talk about 'the kiss', but neither moved. They wanted this moment to last forever. No complications. No danger. No one but them.
Sydney slowly moved her head from Vaughn's chest and looked up at him. His eyes flickered as they moved over to look at her eyes and the two inched closer, coming so close, they could feel the warmth of the other's breath.
Their hopes of reaching anything were dashed as the phone trilled. They reluctantly broke apart as Vaughn reached to answer the phone.
"Hello?" he asked, out of breath. Sydney listened as she heard him mumble and agree with something. He placed it down after a few more seconds and sighed.
"Who was it?" she asked wondering who would interrupt them during something important.
"The CIA. We've got the extraction time. 5.30 in the morning," he said. She looked at her watch. 2.47am. She sighed.
"I guess we should get to bed then," she commented. Vaughn nodded. Sydney paused…she wondered if she should, but realising how tired she actually was, she decided against it and made the first move away.
"Goodnight," she said as she disappeared into her bedroom.
"Goodnight," Vaughn called as he waited for a moment, lingering outside her door before moving into his own.
Inside her room, Sydney listened intently for his door to shut. She sat on her bed and put her head in her hands. She knew what she had to do. And that didn't include staying here. She eyed her duffle bag and sighed again. This was the hardest thing she'd ever had to do, but she had to do it.
~*~*~*
TBC…
[b][u]If Tomorrow Never Comes [/b] - Part 12[/u]
After dinner, Sydney and Vaughn curled up onto the couch and watched a movie, while they quietly talked about their plans.
"There's a car in the garage. The keys are under the windowsill. Tomorrow morning, we'll get a call from the base and they'll tell us where we should meet them. Then they'll fly us back to LA," Vaughn explained. Sydney looked down at her nails, "Syd?" Vaughn asked. He hoped she'd been listening. She didn't look up.
"My cover is blown, isn't it?" she asked.
"I think it's safe to presume that. We need to get you into CIA custody as soon as possible. We can't take any chances,"
"When SD-6 hears about this, they'll be sure to find me,"
"They won't," Vaughn reassured. Sydney looked up at him.
"How can you be so sure? If they don't get me, they'll get my father, or Francie…"
"Your father is taking care of it. If your cover is blown, it doesn't mean his isn't. We still can take them down," Vaughn explained, reaching for Sydney's hand…for extra comfort that is. Sydney took it gratefully and played with his fingers while she thought about what could happen.
"I can't believe they took her, Vaughn. I thought that she'd be okay…" Sydney sniffed, "She's not like them. She's kind and smart. She loved Will and she would never let them do this to him!" Sydney tried to keep the tears from falling, but failed miserably.
"Do what?" Vaughn asked giving her a gentle prompt.
"She said that Sloane killed Will. That it wasn't an accident. She looked so calm saying that…like she was okay with SD-6 killing him," Sydney explained, she held on to Vaughn's hand harder without realising the pain she was causing him. Vaughn gritted his teeth, but didn't say anything.
"Sloane is like that. He can manipulate anyone. You have to remember that it wasn't her choice, she's still the same Amy - she's just…she's confused," Sydney looked up at Vaughn, his soft green eyes displaying the reassurance she needed. She smiled slightly and looked back down, gasping as she noticed the red hint in his hands.
"Oh, Vaughn, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you bad?" she asked flinging a hand to her mouth and letting go of her handler's hurt hand. Vaughn shook his head. He knew that it would turn a nice blue in the morning, but she didn't need to know that.
"Nah, I'm ok. The important thing is if you are," he said. Sydney nodded.
"I'll be okay," she sighed, "I just want to get my mind off this at the moment," she said.
"Well," Vaughn said stretching, "What do you want to do? We have a whole night to fill," he glanced at Sydney who grinned. "What?" he asked not liking this one bit.
"I think it's time for me to give you advice," she said cryptically as she slinked off the couch and switched of the TV.
"With what?" Vaughn asked. Sydney said nothing but moved to the CD player.
"I'm going to teach you to dance!" she said as music filled the room. Vaughn had no time to protest as she had already made a grab for his hands and was pulling him off the couch.
"Syd…I…no!" he attempted to get out of it but, as much as he hated to admit it, she was *slightly* stronger than him. She pulled him close and wrapped his arms around her waist before placing her hands around his neck.
"Now, just follow my lead. Move gently to the music and let it take you away," she advised looking up to him and resting her head against his chest as they swayed slowly to the music.
[*]
And in your eyes I see ribbons of color
I see us inside of each other
I feel my unconscious merge with yours
And I hear a voice say, "What's his is hers"
I'm falling into you
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you
[*]
Vaughn gulped as he tried to slow down his racing heart. He was sure she could hear it and he hoped that he wouldn't begin to sweat, like he did in 9th grade with Maria Thomas at the end of year dance and he ended up needing to go to the loo in the middle of the song. Needless to say she didn't talk to him again. Before, he and Sydney had never been able to dance like this because of the risks. But here he was, in the middle of nowhere, with no cameras, bugs or people watching and they were alone.
[*]
I was afraid to let you in here
Now I have learned love can't be made in fear
The walls begin to tumble down
And I can't even see the ground
I'm falling into you
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you
[*]
Sydney listened to Vaughn's heartbeat. He was nervous. She was too. Well, who wouldn't be? She was dancing alone with her gorgeous handler and things couldn't really get any better. Well, she *could* do without SD-6 finding about her being a double and the risks of Francie and her father being hurt…but still, it was a moment she'd been waiting for.
[*]
Falling like a leaf, falling like a star
Finding a belief, falling where you are
Catch me, don't let me drop!
Love me, don't ever stop!
[*]
When Vaughn had first heard about the trap set for Sydney by SD06, he'd panicked. Jack had wanted him to go and get her and Vaughn was scared he'd let her down. Not just Sydney, but Jack too. Not forgetting the whole of the CIA. Sydney was an 'asset' to Devlin, but to him…she was his life. The one thing he wanted, and the one thing he couldn't have.
[*]
So close your eyes and let me kiss you
And while you sleep I will miss you
I'm falling into you
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you
[*]
Sydney closed her eyes, really keeping them shut, and for the first time since Danny, she felt like she was safe. She loved the feeling of being in someone's arms, something she'd lost when she'd lost Danny. But it wasn't the same in Vaughn's arms. With Danny, she had the guilt of lying to him…but with Vaughn - with Vaughn, it was bliss.
[*]
Falling like a leaf, falling like a star
Finding a belief, falling where you are
Falling into you
Falling into you
Falling into you
[*]
The song ended, but the two didn't part. They held on to each other. Each thinking the same thing. Each wanting the same thing. They both knew that had to talk about 'the kiss', but neither moved. They wanted this moment to last forever. No complications. No danger. No one but them.
Sydney slowly moved her head from Vaughn's chest and looked up at him. His eyes flickered as they moved over to look at her eyes and the two inched closer, coming so close, they could feel the warmth of the other's breath.
Their hopes of reaching anything were dashed as the phone trilled. They reluctantly broke apart as Vaughn reached to answer the phone.
"Hello?" he asked, out of breath. Sydney listened as she heard him mumble and agree with something. He placed it down after a few more seconds and sighed.
"Who was it?" she asked wondering who would interrupt them during something important.
"The CIA. We've got the extraction time. 5.30 in the morning," he said. She looked at her watch. 2.47am. She sighed.
"I guess we should get to bed then," she commented. Vaughn nodded. Sydney paused…she wondered if she should, but realising how tired she actually was, she decided against it and made the first move away.
"Goodnight," she said as she disappeared into her bedroom.
"Goodnight," Vaughn called as he waited for a moment, lingering outside her door before moving into his own.
Inside her room, Sydney listened intently for his door to shut. She sat on her bed and put her head in her hands. She knew what she had to do. And that didn't include staying here. She eyed her duffle bag and sighed again. This was the hardest thing she'd ever had to do, but she had to do it.
~*~*~*
TBC…