"The official answer is that she's still undercover but hasn't
checked in recently." Vaughn responded coldly. Flashbacks of Kendall
standing in the middle of the Joint Task Force Op and stating that Jeanie's
case was to be closed until further notice. He remembered the pain surging
through his system. He remembered the four weeks that followed that he
spent locked away with nothing but reports to analyze and booze to drink.
Never in a million years did he think that he would be able to get over
her. He just felt numb from all the pain. Every once in a while, he would
find something that reminded her. He would smell her perfume or hear
someone laugh like her or something. She haunted him.
"And your answer?" Sydney gripped her forehead as the swelling pain of a migraine started to threaten itself.
"I think she's dead." Vaughn said.
Somehow, she managed to settle back down onto the bed. Her body was still as pulled up as ever but something was different with her. She was trying to internalize everything and failing to no avail. Her eyes were wide with the new information and she kept glancing back and forth between Vaughn and Maisie. Her mind was absolutely racing with the thoughts and she couldn't have formed a coherent sentence, even if she tried. Finally, after a few moments, she sighed, "She's beautiful."
Isabelle looked at Sydney with the most unreadable eyes. "She's more Michael than Jeanette. Michael wanted to keep her but it was that Jeanette that decided it was best for them to get rid of her! She planned this from the beginning just to wrap him around her finger! She was a horrible human being!" She finally snapped, throwing her arms up in the air in absolute frustration. She glared at Michael and kept the eye contact as she walked around the bed to gather the toddler in her arms. Her arms swept around Maisie, despite her adamant protests and started towards the door.
"How can you say that? After all that Jeanie and I did for you? You still think that she was that much of a witch? We gave you the child that you wanted so badly!" Vaughn hissed after her. "You volunteered to take her in!"
"And I had to lie to my husband about it! That little secret cost me my marriage!"
"Then you should have told David the truth!"
"I took in my brother's child that he had with his girlfriend? I'm sorry Michael, but that doesn't exactly sound good in the papers!" And with that huff, she walked out of the room.
Silence took over as the agents looked about the room at each other. No one knew exactly what to say at that particular moment. Vaughn knew how his older sister got. She got into these little moods when something that shook her from her normal routine. She was set in her ways. She just needed her space and to cry this out before she would able to talk to anyone rationally again. So, he sighed and crossed his arms decidedly. "Don't worry about Isabelle."
Sydney sat in absolute horror. There were so many secrets hidden in this family and Vaughn didn't even know the half of them, or at least she assumed. She knew for an almost fact that he didn't know about Claire and Samuel. This made her family look good. But she had no idea how to cope with the fact that Vaughn had a child with someone else. This was a difficult fact for her to deal with. She kept wanting to open her mouth and say something but nothing appropriate came to mind.
"Where's your Daddy, Maisie?" Weiss whispered to the little girl innocently. He was still bouncing her up and down on his knee, much to her delight.
"Daddy isn't talking to Mommy anymore." She shrugged simply. This girl was absolutely brilliant for her age. "I aheard him and he sayed to the phone that he found out Mommy's secret and he was moving out."
This didn't go unheard by Vaughn. This all made sense. Isabelle never resented their decision before but if David had figured it out and threaten to leave her, then the world might as well end that evening. David meant the world to her and if he left, Vaughn had no idea what she would do. She was certainly capable of enough. With the little energy remaining in his legs, he jumped and ran towards his sister's bedroom. This was all too familiar for them. Isabelle would fall apart at the seams and the Vaughn would come running to glue the pieces back together.
She was sitting down on her bed when she saw Vaughn enter the doorway. "You should stay in bed."
"David left you?"
Since he's been gone I ain't been the same
I carry the weight like an ol' ball and chain
Guess it's all meant to be... for love to cause me misery
"David left me. He found out about Maisie, panicked, and left. He couldn't stand that I lied to him after all these years." Isabelle sighed and turned her eyes away from the door. She looked so frail sitting there with her younger brother looking on from the doorway. "He said that he needed some time to think this out. Instead of him leaving, though, I left. I took Maisie and we went through Europe for a while and then ended up back at the house."
Vaughn smiled slightly, "That's why your accent is so heavy."
She returned the sad little smile. "That's why my accent is so heavy."
Vaughn entered the room silently and sat down next to her. Without speaking, they wrapped their arms around each other and just sat there for a while. There were no words that were needed at that particular moment. They just needed to be.
A/N:
Sorry this is so short but hopefully I got the formatting fixed!!
"And your answer?" Sydney gripped her forehead as the swelling pain of a migraine started to threaten itself.
"I think she's dead." Vaughn said.
Somehow, she managed to settle back down onto the bed. Her body was still as pulled up as ever but something was different with her. She was trying to internalize everything and failing to no avail. Her eyes were wide with the new information and she kept glancing back and forth between Vaughn and Maisie. Her mind was absolutely racing with the thoughts and she couldn't have formed a coherent sentence, even if she tried. Finally, after a few moments, she sighed, "She's beautiful."
Isabelle looked at Sydney with the most unreadable eyes. "She's more Michael than Jeanette. Michael wanted to keep her but it was that Jeanette that decided it was best for them to get rid of her! She planned this from the beginning just to wrap him around her finger! She was a horrible human being!" She finally snapped, throwing her arms up in the air in absolute frustration. She glared at Michael and kept the eye contact as she walked around the bed to gather the toddler in her arms. Her arms swept around Maisie, despite her adamant protests and started towards the door.
"How can you say that? After all that Jeanie and I did for you? You still think that she was that much of a witch? We gave you the child that you wanted so badly!" Vaughn hissed after her. "You volunteered to take her in!"
"And I had to lie to my husband about it! That little secret cost me my marriage!"
"Then you should have told David the truth!"
"I took in my brother's child that he had with his girlfriend? I'm sorry Michael, but that doesn't exactly sound good in the papers!" And with that huff, she walked out of the room.
Silence took over as the agents looked about the room at each other. No one knew exactly what to say at that particular moment. Vaughn knew how his older sister got. She got into these little moods when something that shook her from her normal routine. She was set in her ways. She just needed her space and to cry this out before she would able to talk to anyone rationally again. So, he sighed and crossed his arms decidedly. "Don't worry about Isabelle."
Sydney sat in absolute horror. There were so many secrets hidden in this family and Vaughn didn't even know the half of them, or at least she assumed. She knew for an almost fact that he didn't know about Claire and Samuel. This made her family look good. But she had no idea how to cope with the fact that Vaughn had a child with someone else. This was a difficult fact for her to deal with. She kept wanting to open her mouth and say something but nothing appropriate came to mind.
"Where's your Daddy, Maisie?" Weiss whispered to the little girl innocently. He was still bouncing her up and down on his knee, much to her delight.
"Daddy isn't talking to Mommy anymore." She shrugged simply. This girl was absolutely brilliant for her age. "I aheard him and he sayed to the phone that he found out Mommy's secret and he was moving out."
This didn't go unheard by Vaughn. This all made sense. Isabelle never resented their decision before but if David had figured it out and threaten to leave her, then the world might as well end that evening. David meant the world to her and if he left, Vaughn had no idea what she would do. She was certainly capable of enough. With the little energy remaining in his legs, he jumped and ran towards his sister's bedroom. This was all too familiar for them. Isabelle would fall apart at the seams and the Vaughn would come running to glue the pieces back together.
She was sitting down on her bed when she saw Vaughn enter the doorway. "You should stay in bed."
"David left you?"
Since he's been gone I ain't been the same
I carry the weight like an ol' ball and chain
Guess it's all meant to be... for love to cause me misery
"David left me. He found out about Maisie, panicked, and left. He couldn't stand that I lied to him after all these years." Isabelle sighed and turned her eyes away from the door. She looked so frail sitting there with her younger brother looking on from the doorway. "He said that he needed some time to think this out. Instead of him leaving, though, I left. I took Maisie and we went through Europe for a while and then ended up back at the house."
Vaughn smiled slightly, "That's why your accent is so heavy."
She returned the sad little smile. "That's why my accent is so heavy."
Vaughn entered the room silently and sat down next to her. Without speaking, they wrapped their arms around each other and just sat there for a while. There were no words that were needed at that particular moment. They just needed to be.
A/N:
Sorry this is so short but hopefully I got the formatting fixed!!