Title: Meeting Mrs. Vaughn
Summary: Meeting Mrs. Vaughn doesn't go so well/ Telling Jack doesn't go so well.
Disclaimer: I do not own Alias or any of its characters.
AN: This story has basically turned into just people meeting each other. But I promise that we will get back to Mrs. Vaughn.
Chapter: 3
Francie stopped her conversation with Will to glance at her new bartender to see how he was doing. She was about to answer Will's question when she noticed a very good-looking man sitting at the bar, talking to two other people whom she could not see. The handsome man and his companions turned around and started walking towards her and Will. That's when she noticed that the people he was talking to were Sydney and who she assumed to be baby Bristow's daddy.
When Sydney noticed Francie's stare, she waved and quickened her pace hoping to get this over with as soon as possible. She was probably just as nervous about the confrontation as Vaughn was.
When they got to the table Sydney was quick to introduce Vaughn and Weiss to Francie and Will. "Francie this is Michael Vaughn, and Eric Weiss." They all shook hands and exchanged pleasantries even though Francie was brimming with questions.
"So how do you all know each other?" Francie asked.
"Well we all work together, at the bank." Sydney was quick to explain.
"Is this the same Michael that called earlier?"
Michael smiled and said "Yeah, that's me."
"And who is this lovely hunk of male kind next to you?" She asked bluntly.
Weiss felt his cheeks get a little warm at her comment. "I'm Eric"
"Well it's very nice to meet you, Eric. And if you don't mind my asking, are you taken?" Francie asked.
"Francie!" Sydney exclaimed at her friend's bluntness
"What? You've got him, Will's got Kayla, I'm lonely I need some one." Everyone laughed at her comment.
"He's very single, hence the reason we're out at 7:30 on a Friday night, together." Said Michael who had laughed at Francie's comment especially hard.
"Well then, come sit down." Francie said patting the seat next to her. They all sat down and Francie and Eric began talking openly with each other, while Sydney and Vaughn looked on in amazement at how well they hit it off.
It was now 9:00 o'clock and Francie and Weiss were still talking animatedly. Will had left about an hour ago to meet Kayla at a club, and Sydney and Vaughn were able to slip out unnoticed about a half an hour ago.
Vaughn took Sydney to his house because they had decided that they wanted to spend more time together. So she spent the night at his house for the first time ever.
THE NEXT MORNING
Sydney was awoken by the ringing phone to find that Vaughn was not next to her. Since the phone continued ringing she decided to answer it.
"Hello?" She muttered groggily into the phone. There was no answer so she said it again, a little more clearly this time.
"Sydney?" came the voice of her father.
"Oh shit." she mumbled just loud enough so that when Vaughn came out of the bathroom he heard her.
"What? Who is it?" He immediately asked seeing that she was on the phone.
"Hi dad." She said nervously "Do you need to talk with Vaughn?"
"Yes that would be why I called his house, but since you're there too I can kill two birds with one stone. You both need to come in today." She could tell that her dad was not happy to find her at Vaughn's house this early in the morning.
"But it's Saturday!" She exclaimed stupidly.
"Yes, it is but since I have been out of town for the last 3 months we need to discuss some things."
"Yeah ok we'll be there soon." With that they both hung up.
"What was that all about?" Asked Vaughn.
"Well let's just say that wasn't the way I had planned on telling my father about us." Sydney replied. "Do you realize that he doesn't even know that I'm pregnant, what is he going to think? I mean its not like I can hide this!" She exclaimed franticly.
"Calm down, Syd. He's not going to kill you when he finds out your pregnant and he's not going to kill me when he finds out that I'm the father." He explained rationally "Let's just get ready to go."
"Ok" she said as she got out of bed and headed towards the shower.
Summary: Meeting Mrs. Vaughn doesn't go so well/ Telling Jack doesn't go so well.
Disclaimer: I do not own Alias or any of its characters.
AN: This story has basically turned into just people meeting each other. But I promise that we will get back to Mrs. Vaughn.
Chapter: 3
Francie stopped her conversation with Will to glance at her new bartender to see how he was doing. She was about to answer Will's question when she noticed a very good-looking man sitting at the bar, talking to two other people whom she could not see. The handsome man and his companions turned around and started walking towards her and Will. That's when she noticed that the people he was talking to were Sydney and who she assumed to be baby Bristow's daddy.
When Sydney noticed Francie's stare, she waved and quickened her pace hoping to get this over with as soon as possible. She was probably just as nervous about the confrontation as Vaughn was.
When they got to the table Sydney was quick to introduce Vaughn and Weiss to Francie and Will. "Francie this is Michael Vaughn, and Eric Weiss." They all shook hands and exchanged pleasantries even though Francie was brimming with questions.
"So how do you all know each other?" Francie asked.
"Well we all work together, at the bank." Sydney was quick to explain.
"Is this the same Michael that called earlier?"
Michael smiled and said "Yeah, that's me."
"And who is this lovely hunk of male kind next to you?" She asked bluntly.
Weiss felt his cheeks get a little warm at her comment. "I'm Eric"
"Well it's very nice to meet you, Eric. And if you don't mind my asking, are you taken?" Francie asked.
"Francie!" Sydney exclaimed at her friend's bluntness
"What? You've got him, Will's got Kayla, I'm lonely I need some one." Everyone laughed at her comment.
"He's very single, hence the reason we're out at 7:30 on a Friday night, together." Said Michael who had laughed at Francie's comment especially hard.
"Well then, come sit down." Francie said patting the seat next to her. They all sat down and Francie and Eric began talking openly with each other, while Sydney and Vaughn looked on in amazement at how well they hit it off.
It was now 9:00 o'clock and Francie and Weiss were still talking animatedly. Will had left about an hour ago to meet Kayla at a club, and Sydney and Vaughn were able to slip out unnoticed about a half an hour ago.
Vaughn took Sydney to his house because they had decided that they wanted to spend more time together. So she spent the night at his house for the first time ever.
THE NEXT MORNING
Sydney was awoken by the ringing phone to find that Vaughn was not next to her. Since the phone continued ringing she decided to answer it.
"Hello?" She muttered groggily into the phone. There was no answer so she said it again, a little more clearly this time.
"Sydney?" came the voice of her father.
"Oh shit." she mumbled just loud enough so that when Vaughn came out of the bathroom he heard her.
"What? Who is it?" He immediately asked seeing that she was on the phone.
"Hi dad." She said nervously "Do you need to talk with Vaughn?"
"Yes that would be why I called his house, but since you're there too I can kill two birds with one stone. You both need to come in today." She could tell that her dad was not happy to find her at Vaughn's house this early in the morning.
"But it's Saturday!" She exclaimed stupidly.
"Yes, it is but since I have been out of town for the last 3 months we need to discuss some things."
"Yeah ok we'll be there soon." With that they both hung up.
"What was that all about?" Asked Vaughn.
"Well let's just say that wasn't the way I had planned on telling my father about us." Sydney replied. "Do you realize that he doesn't even know that I'm pregnant, what is he going to think? I mean its not like I can hide this!" She exclaimed franticly.
"Calm down, Syd. He's not going to kill you when he finds out your pregnant and he's not going to kill me when he finds out that I'm the father." He explained rationally "Let's just get ready to go."
"Ok" she said as she got out of bed and headed towards the shower.