Chapter 7

Sydney's POV

I pushed the doors open. A secretary stood up and was calling after me, but I ignored her. I saw Sloane through the glass doors and headed in there.

"Excuse me miss! You can't go in there!" She called.

Sloane heard the noise and turned around to face me. "Ah Sydney. I wondered when I would be seeing you." He said calmly.

He nodded to the secretary and she left us in peace.

"I'm only here to wait for my father and"

"Agent Vaughn I assume?"

I threw an evil glare at him. "That is really none of your business!"

"I think that we need to talk." He went around and sat down in his big black leather chair behind his desk. He motioned for me to sit down.

I cautiously took a seat. I stared at him for a minute.

"It's good to see you again." He said.

I laughed. "Really? I suppose you know where I was then?"

"Actually no." Sloane poured himself a glass of water and took a sip. He placed the cup down on a coaster.

"I don't believe you." I stated firmly, crossing my arms across my chest.

"Sydney, I am a different man. You have to accept the fact that I am no longer like I used to be. Read up about me, you'll find I have nothing to hide." He said, a grim smile spreading across his face.

"No matter what you say, or what you do, I still believe that you haven't changed." I said.

I heard the door open and saw my father and Vaughn rush inside.

"Sydney!" The both cried in unison. Vaughn ran over to my side and my father walked over to Sloane.

"Thank you for your hospitality." He said.

"Your welcome!" Sloane said, almost too cheerful. "Oh and Sydney," He said, turning to me. "You lied."

I turned back and walked out of the door with Vaughn. My father followed us.

"What was that all about?" Vaughn asked me once we were outside, getting into the car.

"He asked me if you were coming to get me. I said no. He has no right to be asking me questions like that." I said.

We all were silent as we drove to the plane that would take us home.

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Vaughn's POV

I walked onto the private jet with Jack and Sydney following me. Jack walked over to the cockpit to talk to the pilot. Sydney and I went to go find seats.

"You called me Michael." I said.

Sydney giggled and blushed a bit. "Well you deserved it." She replied.

"There's something I need to tell you Syd."

Sydney shifted her body to face me. "Ok."

"Lauren left me."

"What?" Sydney exclaimed.

"Yeah. She said that I didn't love her, that I was still in love with you," I said.

"And?"

"And what?"

"Are you still in love with me?" She asked.

"Syd, I never stopped loving you."

Come back to me,

I need to feel your arms around me.

Come back to me,

I need to feel my hand in yours.

Come back to me,

I wanna fly across the floor with you,

Only you.

So, come back to me.

Come back to me.

I placed my hand on her cheek. "I love you Syd."

"I love you too Vaughn."

I leaned in to kiss her. We were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. I turned to see Jack standing over us, his arms crossed and his eyes hard. Sydney and I quickly shot apart.

"Sydney, you're going to Russia." Jack said.

"Why?" Sydney asked abruptly.

"Because there is someone there who can help you hide from the NSC until we clear your name."

"Who?" She asked.

"Your mother."

Sydney looked at me. We stared at each other, shocked and speechless. I shot to my feet and looked Jack in the eye.

"What?" I shouted.

"She is willing to help and I trust her." Jack stated calmly.

"How do you know that she is trustworthy? I mean, are you sure that she is even there? And are you sure she's not"

I was cut off when Sydney placed her forefinger over my lips, silencing me.

"Vaughn, I know. It's not my first choice. But right now" She reached for my hand. I took it and squeezed it gently. "Right now, it's my only option."

Jack nodded and headed back to the cockpit.

Sydney took the opportunity and lay her head on my shoulder. I shifted and put my arms around her. I stroked her hair.

"Thank you Michael." She whispered after a few minutes.

"For what?"

"For still loving me. For still giving us a chance. I never thought I could go on without you."

I smiled. I gently kissed her forehead.

"It's hard not to love you."

Sydney laughed. I was happy that she was happy.

"I think I'm gonna be ok."