Two for Two

Disclaimer: Just a reminder, none of this belongs to me. No matter how hard I wish, its just not true. Its all JJ's.

Author's Note: Please try and spread the word about this story. And lurkers please review if you want more. And just so everyone understands the underlined part is part of a dream for Sydney. Hope you enjoy.

Also, thanks to Nicole (sv4ever07) at the SD-1 boards for the beta. It was great!


Two for Two

Chapter Two: Some Questions for Syd


Sydney's POV- Safehouse

How can this be happening to me? I have been missing for two years? Vaughn's married? What has my disappearance down to everyone?

He left me. Came in, told me awful news, and then just stormed out. That is not like Vaughn at all.

I look up as I hear the door open. I'm just hoping that it is him again, but instead it is Weiss.

"Weiss, what is going on? Why did he leave? Is he really married?"

"Whoa, slow down there SpyBarbie. I really think that Mike is going to have to be the one to answer those questions and explain everything to you."

"But dammit! I want some answers now! You have to know something."

"Look Syd, until we know for sure its you, I really can't tell you anything. I just have three questions that I need to ask you."

Questions? What the hell? I want to be given answers, not be the one giving the answers.

"Fine, whatever."

"All right... First off then..."

"Wait. Stop!"

I hear Vaughn yell this as he came back into the room. Now that he came back in here, maybe he can give me some of my answers.

"I'll ask her the questions. I just need to talk to you first. Is that ok Syd?"

"Umm...yeah, sure."

Cause I know that as long as he is here, I will be all right.


Vaughn's POV

I have to do this. I have to show Eric the tape. Then maybe he can help me figure out what the hell is going on.

So, right now I am leading him into a room with a tv and vcr.

"Eric, I need you to watch this tape and tell me what you think. All right?"

"Yeah, sure man."

So when he said that, I walked over and hit the play button, ready to relive the horror again.

"This is the hotel surveillance footage of when Lauren was shot."

"Ok man. Yeah, I see you two standing in the middle of the lobby talking."

"Just look over by the doors."

Then on the screen I saw her again. Sydney. My Sydney. Walking in trying to hide the gun under her coat. Then she pulled it out. Fired a single shot. And then turned around and left.

"Holy s***. You mean Sydney killed Lauren?"

"From the look on the tape yeah, but I just don't know man. Syd would never kill in cold blood."

It just could not be her on the tape. Sloane must have found a way to rebuild the doubling machine or something. There is just no way that is Syd on the tape.

But the Sydney here seems so real, genuine. So much like my Sydney. Is this the real Sydney, and the one on the tape is a double?

"Hey Mike, you ok man?"

"Yeah, I just need you to be there when I ask her the questions and see what you think."

"Yeah man. Whatever you need."

"And I am not asking the ones Kendall gave. It would be way too easy to get the answers to those. I am asking questions that only me and Sydney know the answers too."

"Whatever you think is best Balls of Steel."

"Just shut up and lets get this over with."


Sydney's POV

What is going on? I understand none of this. I was missing for two years? Vaughn's married? How is Will alive? Have they caught Sloane? What about my mother? How is my dad? Dixon? Marshall? Carrie?

I look up as I hear the door open and I see Vaughn and Weiss walk in.

"I will answer your questions as long as you answer a few of mine after."

"I probably can't answer a lot of them because of security clearance, but I will answer as much as I can."

"All right. Lets get this over with."

Here we go.

"All right. While we were in the CIA hospital being tested for the virus, something happened while you were asleep. What was it?"

"Mike are you sure about this? I know that I said for you to ask whatever you wanted, but Kendall and Jack are both going to shoot you in the head for this."

"Weiss, it will be ok. I promise. Now the answer Syd."


I must have fallen asleep. I was a lot more tired than what I thought I was.

I look up to see a pair of beautiful green eyes staring at me. And the owner of these eyes smiling.

"Hi."

"Hey."

"Did you close your eyes at all?"

"On and off. You talk in your sleep."

"No! What did I say?"

" 'Don't frost the pie!' It seemed really important."

"No idea. You think we're sick?"

"I don't know."

"Vaughn, can I tell you something?"


"You told me that I talked while I slept. I had said 'Don't frost the pie.' "

"Correct. Tell me the story of my fathers watch."


"This watch belonged to my father. It's broken now, but it used to keep perfect time. And when he gave it to me, he said, 'You could set your heart by this watch.' It stopped October 1st -- the day we met."

(I open my mouth to respond when my pager goes off. Right away, Vaughn's goes off as well.)

"Kendall."

"Me too."


"It was right before I left for India with my parents. You showed me this broken silver watch and told me that your father had given it to you. You said, 'This watch belonged to my father. It's broken now, but it used to keep perfect time. And when he gave it to me, he said, 'You could set your heart by this watch.' It stopped October 1st -- the day we met.' "

"You remembered that word for word?"

"Of course I did!"

What, did he think that I would not remember something that meant so much to me word for word?

"All right. Finally, tell me the story around the flirting corner."


"I'm going to say something and it will either be obvious to you or seem presumptuous. Either way, I got to say it. This isn't working. I've been thinking about this for a while. I don't know what the hell to do."

"What?"

"I think you know what."

"I need you to tell me."

"You need me to tell you what? That when you're on operations, I can't sleep at night. That when we're in debrief I have to force myself to remember what the hell we're supposed to be reviewing. When all I want to do is kiss you."

"Sometimes it is hard to remember what we're supposed to be talking about."

"That's what I'm talking about. And the thing that makes me crazy every day is that the people who would kill us if we're seen together -- the Alliance, SD-6, Sloane -- are the very forces that brought you into my life to begin with. What kind of a sick joke is that?"

"So what are you thinking? That maybe we shouldn't be working together?"

"That's what I was thinking but then I thought, we are great together."

"I know."

"And the more we work together, the sooner the Alliance gets destroyed."

"So what are you suggesting?"

(Weiss enters.)

"What is this, the flirting corner?"

"Uh, we're talking."

"Yeah, I figured that out. Uh, there's a meeting. National security, remember that? It's important... for the people?"

"We'll be right there."


"It was right before we found the information to bring down the Alliance. You pulled me aside on the way to a briefing and you basically said you wanted me and didn't want to wait anymore. 'I'm going to say something and it will either be obvious to you or seem presumptuous. Either way, I got to say it. This isn't working. I've been thinking about this for a while. I don't know what the hell to do.' 'That when you're on operations, I can't sleep at night. That when we're in debrief I have to force myself to remember what the hell we're supposed to be reviewing. When all I want to do is kiss you.' Then after a little bit more talking, Weiss came in and nothing else was really said."

"Wow! Well, I really think that is enough for now."

"But what about the answers to my questions?"

"Try and get a little sleep and I will be back and we'll talk some more."

"Bye Syd."

"Bye Weiss. Michael, there is only one I have to say to you. And that is that I love you. I always have and I always will. No matter what the circumstances are."

There I said it. I couldn't not say it anymore. And then he walked out the door and I cried myself to sleep.

I am walking into a hotel. I spot a red head with curly hair. That's her. The man she is with looks familiar, but I can't quite place him. And it bothers me.

Oh well. I just need to follow Cuvee's orders. I was to kill her.

So, I raised my gun.

Aimed.

Shot.

And heard her fall to the floor with a thud.

And then I walked out the door.

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