It's taken me like four months to update this. So this means the story is now AU.
I ain't got no excuses. I'm so sorry.
Anyway, on with the show.
Vaughn is sitting on the couch, resting his injured leg on a small table.
Weiss is sitting next to him. They're watching hockey on TV and on the floor there are lots of junk food containers and leftovers.
WEISS: Man, I think I'm gonna get moving. I need to stop by the supermarket to buy some food for that fat dog of yours.
VAUGHN: By the way, thanks for taking care of Donovan. You know, I wish I could have him here with me but…
Weiss jumps up from the couch while crying.
WEISS: That's enough!!! For Christ's sake Mike, it's like the tenth time you've thanked me and it isn't as if I had never taken Donny over to my place. Remember the trip to San Diego with Lauren? Or the honeymoon? Or…
VAUGHN: Ok I get it.
Vaughn's face falls when his friend mentions Lauren and Weiss notices.
WEISS: Hey man, I'm sorry, I didn't want to bring back… you know… her.
Vaughn smiles trying to relieve his best friend.
VAUGHN: Don't worry Eric. Really, it's just that it's taking some time to get adjusted to live without her.
WEISS: You know she'd come back to you in a moment, don't you? If you want her back you just have to call her.
Vaughn looks down, sighs and looks at Weiss.
VAUGHN: I know, and don't think that there aren't times when I feel tempted to go back to her. But I can't, it wouldn't be fair for her. She's too special to be second best, and that's what she'd always be with me as long as Sydney lived. And even if she didn't.
Weiss nods, deep in thought, and starts towards the door.
WEISS: I'm really going to go now so you know, take care and don't do anything harsh like working or having yourself shot by your ex-girlfriend.
Vaughn looks shocked at him.
WEISS: Ok sorry, that was lame and insensitive.
Vaughn bursts out laughing at seeing Weiss pouting.
VAUGHN: Will you please get out of my house now?
Weiss walks to the door laughing while listening to Vaughn from the couch.
VAUGHN: That's right. Go!. Thank you!!!
WEISS: Love ya too man! Bye!
And with that Weiss is out the door.
Vaughn looks around, sees his laptop resting on the floor and picks it up. Sighing he turns it on and waits for the Windows desktop to appear.
You've got mail.
He opens the e-mail and gasps. It says: To: Michael Vaughn. From: Irina Derevko.
VAUGHN: What the fuck.
There's a picture of a beautiful little girl smiling at him from the screen and a written message from Derevko.
IRINA: Dear Mr. Vaughn. I'm sure you have been long wondering what could have made my daughter join Arvin Sloane in his search for power. Well here you have the reason behind Sydney's decision. Her name is Emily Bristow, though if you looked closely into her eyes you would realize she could as well have been Emily Vaughn.
I am writing to you in hope of being able to help my daughter and granddaughter leave the world they have found themselves into. I'm expecting to hear promptly from you. Sincerely yours. Irina Derevko.
Vaughn's mouth and eyes are wide open.
He takes his cell phone and waits.
VAUGHN: Dixon. We've got a problem.
So this was chapter 4. I hope you all liked it us much as I liked writing it.
So now be good people and review. I don't want to have to beg, but if I need to…