[b][u][I]If Tomorrow Never Comes[/b] - Part 17 [/u][/I]
Sydney felt her heart stop beating and tried to comprehend the figure in front of her. For two whole years she had tried to imagine what she'd say to him if she'd ever see him again but when it happened she was utterly speechless.
He seemed different. As if he was annoyed with her - although that wouldn't surprise Sydney as she was annoyed with herself for not being strong enough to stay. Sydney studied Vaughn. He was in his usual grey suit, his frown lines had multiplied and he'd never looked hotter.
"Hello Sydney. Long time no see," Vaughn said. He seemed comfortable discussing it in front of her year 11s. "Or should I call you Megan Winters as that seems to be what you go by now," he said. Sydney tried to place the tone of his voice. It seemed to be more on the annoyed side than anything. Sydney crossed her arms. If anyone should be annoyed, it should be her. He's the one who's just blown her cover. But yet, words struggled to come out of her mouth.
"Vaughn…" she stuttered, "What are you doing here," [I] 'like it's not already obvious!'[/I] Sydney thought to herself. She motioned to the class who were all watching intently.
"I could ask you the same thing," Vaughn got up from her desk that he was sitting on. "You're the one who left!" he said dryly and resentfully.
"That was two years ago," Sydney quietly countered. "Can we do this another time?" she requested, hoping Vaughn would get the message. She needed to think about this and she didn't feel comfortable discussing it in front of her class.
"I've been looking for you for 2 years and I'm not leaving until I get some answers!" Vaughn said sternly.
"I told you why I left!" Sydney threw back. "How…how did you find me anyway? I told you not to look for me," she said as she glanced around the class. Unfortunately, they were hanging onto every word.
"You can't just leave a letter and expect me to understand everything!" Vaughn said, Sydney looked at the ground. Vaughn sighed. "Your father helped me find you," he added. Sydney looked up at him, the question trying to force its way out of her mouth.
"How is he?" Sydney asked finally after a pause. Vaughn nodded.
"The same. He misses you - we all do. Your father is the one who convinced Devlin to continue the CIA search for you," There were mumblings around the class at the mention of the most famous Intelligence agency. "We went all out to find you - and now we have," he said looking her up and down. Sydney met Vaughn's eyes for a minute staring at him longingly.
"Syd…we need you back," he said. The look in her eyes changed from longing to disbelief.
"Vaughn, no!" she said firmly knowing what was coming.
"We have enough information to bring SD-6 down all we need is the right agent…"
"No! Vaughn, I don't want to come back. I don't want to be a CIA agent anymore…" They argued for a whole two minutes while the class tried their very best to understand what was being said. It wasn't easy when they were talking over each other.
"…I'm done!"
"…Still CIA!" they finished off trying to get their breath back. Sydney took a deep breath and spoke first.
"I don't know how to anymore," Sydney said disappointedly.
"You don't forget 7 years of being a spy, Syd," Vaughn reminded her of how long she'd been in this world.
"I'm not Sydney Bristow anymore. I've changed," she told him walking towards her desk and not making any eye contact. Vaughn clenched his fists together. She was right, she had changed. She wasn't the same Sydney Bristow he'd fell in love with…and whoa, where did [I]that[/I] come from? He shook the thought from his head - right know he had to be professional in getting her back. It was the emotional attachment that had made him lose her in the first place.
"You can change your name, the colour of your hair and eyes but you cannot change your past! You'll always be Sydney Bristow. Nothing can change that!" His eyes screamed trying to convince her.
"Vaughn. Since I joined SD-6 the only thing I wanted most was to have a normal life. I have that chance now - I can't throw it all away!" Sydney sighed in expiration. She didn't want to go back. Not now. "I'm safe here. SD-6 don't know I'm here, no one does,"
"We found you," Vaughn stated. "It's only a matter of time before SD-6 find you,"
"When it comes to that, I'll deal with it then," Vaughn was getting agitated with her nonchalant attitude.
"Don't you miss it?" Vaughn asked. [I]Ok, Vaughn. Stupid question![/I] he told himself off.
"Miss what? The lies or…or the constant state of jet lag? What about the fact I can't trust anyone? Or never knowing where I'm going or if I'm going to come back?" Sydney countered. There was a pause, "I don't miss it. I don't miss *anything*," she said firmly. Vaughn brought his eyes up to hers.
"What about me? Don't you miss me?" Vaughn asked softly.
[b]TBC…[/b]
Hehehe, I'm evil!
Sydney felt her heart stop beating and tried to comprehend the figure in front of her. For two whole years she had tried to imagine what she'd say to him if she'd ever see him again but when it happened she was utterly speechless.
He seemed different. As if he was annoyed with her - although that wouldn't surprise Sydney as she was annoyed with herself for not being strong enough to stay. Sydney studied Vaughn. He was in his usual grey suit, his frown lines had multiplied and he'd never looked hotter.
"Hello Sydney. Long time no see," Vaughn said. He seemed comfortable discussing it in front of her year 11s. "Or should I call you Megan Winters as that seems to be what you go by now," he said. Sydney tried to place the tone of his voice. It seemed to be more on the annoyed side than anything. Sydney crossed her arms. If anyone should be annoyed, it should be her. He's the one who's just blown her cover. But yet, words struggled to come out of her mouth.
"Vaughn…" she stuttered, "What are you doing here," [I] 'like it's not already obvious!'[/I] Sydney thought to herself. She motioned to the class who were all watching intently.
"I could ask you the same thing," Vaughn got up from her desk that he was sitting on. "You're the one who left!" he said dryly and resentfully.
"That was two years ago," Sydney quietly countered. "Can we do this another time?" she requested, hoping Vaughn would get the message. She needed to think about this and she didn't feel comfortable discussing it in front of her class.
"I've been looking for you for 2 years and I'm not leaving until I get some answers!" Vaughn said sternly.
"I told you why I left!" Sydney threw back. "How…how did you find me anyway? I told you not to look for me," she said as she glanced around the class. Unfortunately, they were hanging onto every word.
"You can't just leave a letter and expect me to understand everything!" Vaughn said, Sydney looked at the ground. Vaughn sighed. "Your father helped me find you," he added. Sydney looked up at him, the question trying to force its way out of her mouth.
"How is he?" Sydney asked finally after a pause. Vaughn nodded.
"The same. He misses you - we all do. Your father is the one who convinced Devlin to continue the CIA search for you," There were mumblings around the class at the mention of the most famous Intelligence agency. "We went all out to find you - and now we have," he said looking her up and down. Sydney met Vaughn's eyes for a minute staring at him longingly.
"Syd…we need you back," he said. The look in her eyes changed from longing to disbelief.
"Vaughn, no!" she said firmly knowing what was coming.
"We have enough information to bring SD-6 down all we need is the right agent…"
"No! Vaughn, I don't want to come back. I don't want to be a CIA agent anymore…" They argued for a whole two minutes while the class tried their very best to understand what was being said. It wasn't easy when they were talking over each other.
"…I'm done!"
"…Still CIA!" they finished off trying to get their breath back. Sydney took a deep breath and spoke first.
"I don't know how to anymore," Sydney said disappointedly.
"You don't forget 7 years of being a spy, Syd," Vaughn reminded her of how long she'd been in this world.
"I'm not Sydney Bristow anymore. I've changed," she told him walking towards her desk and not making any eye contact. Vaughn clenched his fists together. She was right, she had changed. She wasn't the same Sydney Bristow he'd fell in love with…and whoa, where did [I]that[/I] come from? He shook the thought from his head - right know he had to be professional in getting her back. It was the emotional attachment that had made him lose her in the first place.
"You can change your name, the colour of your hair and eyes but you cannot change your past! You'll always be Sydney Bristow. Nothing can change that!" His eyes screamed trying to convince her.
"Vaughn. Since I joined SD-6 the only thing I wanted most was to have a normal life. I have that chance now - I can't throw it all away!" Sydney sighed in expiration. She didn't want to go back. Not now. "I'm safe here. SD-6 don't know I'm here, no one does,"
"We found you," Vaughn stated. "It's only a matter of time before SD-6 find you,"
"When it comes to that, I'll deal with it then," Vaughn was getting agitated with her nonchalant attitude.
"Don't you miss it?" Vaughn asked. [I]Ok, Vaughn. Stupid question![/I] he told himself off.
"Miss what? The lies or…or the constant state of jet lag? What about the fact I can't trust anyone? Or never knowing where I'm going or if I'm going to come back?" Sydney countered. There was a pause, "I don't miss it. I don't miss *anything*," she said firmly. Vaughn brought his eyes up to hers.
"What about me? Don't you miss me?" Vaughn asked softly.
[b]TBC…[/b]
Hehehe, I'm evil!