Thank you everyone for the reviews. I mean this was my first fic other than
Bad Choices. So wow.
FireAnjel- thanks I know it super cute you should read my other fic it will
also be very cute, eventually. It's called- bad choices.
Xanya-forever- wow one review for each chapter and don't worry there will
be more S/V action.
Star16- thank you I love the married idea too.
Neptunestar- fear not there is lots of fluff to come.
A/N: I really don't know what's going to happen in the next chapter. I guess I'll just write what I think and change it later if I don't like it.
Chapter 3: planerides
Sydney sat on the plane staring at the back of the seat in front of her. Her flight was going to take a long time, but she couldn't sleep. She went through the plan in her head. She could remember Vaughn's words exactly.
-Flashback- "Gazzi's contacts (the people we are impersonating,) were going to meet Gazzi to exchange a page of Ramboldi's manuscript for 20 lbs. in diamonds. The CIA has made a counterfeit page. Once we have shown him the real page he will give us the diamonds. He will be staying in Paris for at least one month, Which will give us enough time to gain his trust, copy the disk, switch the page of manuscript and fly back to L.A. without Him ever knowing... Oh yeah. Don't forget this it's a tracking devise." He handed her what looked like a normal wedding ring and she put it on. "We can use these to pick up eachother's signals," He held up matching cell phones and passed her one. "You know just in case we get split up. Paris is a pretty big place." -End flashback-
As she remembered the wedding ring she was wearing she looked at her hand in disbelief. Even if it was fake, she was married to Michel Vaughn. Maybe once they took down SD-6 It could become a reality. She didn't really know if he felt the same way, but he was always worried about her.(A/N: This is Pre- the getaway.) She definitely knew how she felt for him. With his cool light brow hair, his amazing green eyes, his cute smile and much, much more.
There was a woman close to Sydney's age sitting next to her. And she had obviously noticed Sydney looking at the ring. "So where's the lucky guy?" She said with a thick French accent. Sydney decided to counter with a Western accent. "I'm going to meet him in Paris." She faked a blush. "He's the sweetest." The woman smiled. "How long have you been married?" This woman was full of questions but Sydney had no problem pulling answers out of thin air. "One year our anniversary is in a few days. This was his anniversary present." Sydney held up her ticket. "Wow He seems perfect." The woman commented. "He sure is." Sydney talked to the woman for the rest of the flight to New York. Then she transferred to another plane that would take her to Paris. On her second flight she slept most of the way.
* Vaughn was completely bored. Weiss wasn't even there to rag on him for liking Sydney. He spent most of his time looking over papers and checking statistics to make sure the mission would be a success.
At one point the co-pilot came back and talked for a while telling Vaughn that it would be another hour or so.
* To Sydney more than half the day had elapsed, but because of time zones it was almost 4 o-clock pm when she arrived in Paris. She got a cab to the hotel where her and Vaughn would be staying and went up to the suite they had reserved. Gazzi, being their friend would most likely be visiting them at the hotel so she and Vaughn would be sharing a room to convince him that they were married. I mean what kind of a married couple sleeps in two separate rooms. They had decided to take turns on the couch. Vaughn wouldn't be there for a couple hours so she turned on the TV.
** Gazzi pulled out his cell-phone as he got on the plane. He dialled Slone's number.
Ring ...ring...ring... Slone picked up his cell-phone. "Hello." "Yes hello Mr. Slone." Gazzi said. "By your call I'm led to believe that everything is on schedule. Am I correct to believe so." Slone said in his normal tone that had no feeling whatsoever. "Yes Mr. Slone. I will call you when we have them." Gazzi said triumphantly. His plan was going to work perfectly. "Well of course, remember. The CIA has been getting trickier in the last year and this is our chance to figure out why." "Yes Mr. Slone." They both hung up. Luigi Gazzi spent the rest of his plane ride going over his own plan.
A/N: This one was fun I mean everyone is on a plane going over his or her spyish plans. And hey, They're all on their way to Paris. Who would have thunk? Sydney sort of gets to fantisize about Vaughn and we figure out that they're going to share a room. This could lead to some breaking of rules concerning Handlers and Agents. And we would just hate that, wouldn't we? Kira- No we wouldn't. Fan_Kitty- I was being sarcastic you moron. Kira- oops.
A/N: I really don't know what's going to happen in the next chapter. I guess I'll just write what I think and change it later if I don't like it.
Chapter 3: planerides
Sydney sat on the plane staring at the back of the seat in front of her. Her flight was going to take a long time, but she couldn't sleep. She went through the plan in her head. She could remember Vaughn's words exactly.
-Flashback- "Gazzi's contacts (the people we are impersonating,) were going to meet Gazzi to exchange a page of Ramboldi's manuscript for 20 lbs. in diamonds. The CIA has made a counterfeit page. Once we have shown him the real page he will give us the diamonds. He will be staying in Paris for at least one month, Which will give us enough time to gain his trust, copy the disk, switch the page of manuscript and fly back to L.A. without Him ever knowing... Oh yeah. Don't forget this it's a tracking devise." He handed her what looked like a normal wedding ring and she put it on. "We can use these to pick up eachother's signals," He held up matching cell phones and passed her one. "You know just in case we get split up. Paris is a pretty big place." -End flashback-
As she remembered the wedding ring she was wearing she looked at her hand in disbelief. Even if it was fake, she was married to Michel Vaughn. Maybe once they took down SD-6 It could become a reality. She didn't really know if he felt the same way, but he was always worried about her.(A/N: This is Pre- the getaway.) She definitely knew how she felt for him. With his cool light brow hair, his amazing green eyes, his cute smile and much, much more.
There was a woman close to Sydney's age sitting next to her. And she had obviously noticed Sydney looking at the ring. "So where's the lucky guy?" She said with a thick French accent. Sydney decided to counter with a Western accent. "I'm going to meet him in Paris." She faked a blush. "He's the sweetest." The woman smiled. "How long have you been married?" This woman was full of questions but Sydney had no problem pulling answers out of thin air. "One year our anniversary is in a few days. This was his anniversary present." Sydney held up her ticket. "Wow He seems perfect." The woman commented. "He sure is." Sydney talked to the woman for the rest of the flight to New York. Then she transferred to another plane that would take her to Paris. On her second flight she slept most of the way.
* Vaughn was completely bored. Weiss wasn't even there to rag on him for liking Sydney. He spent most of his time looking over papers and checking statistics to make sure the mission would be a success.
At one point the co-pilot came back and talked for a while telling Vaughn that it would be another hour or so.
* To Sydney more than half the day had elapsed, but because of time zones it was almost 4 o-clock pm when she arrived in Paris. She got a cab to the hotel where her and Vaughn would be staying and went up to the suite they had reserved. Gazzi, being their friend would most likely be visiting them at the hotel so she and Vaughn would be sharing a room to convince him that they were married. I mean what kind of a married couple sleeps in two separate rooms. They had decided to take turns on the couch. Vaughn wouldn't be there for a couple hours so she turned on the TV.
** Gazzi pulled out his cell-phone as he got on the plane. He dialled Slone's number.
Ring ...ring...ring... Slone picked up his cell-phone. "Hello." "Yes hello Mr. Slone." Gazzi said. "By your call I'm led to believe that everything is on schedule. Am I correct to believe so." Slone said in his normal tone that had no feeling whatsoever. "Yes Mr. Slone. I will call you when we have them." Gazzi said triumphantly. His plan was going to work perfectly. "Well of course, remember. The CIA has been getting trickier in the last year and this is our chance to figure out why." "Yes Mr. Slone." They both hung up. Luigi Gazzi spent the rest of his plane ride going over his own plan.
A/N: This one was fun I mean everyone is on a plane going over his or her spyish plans. And hey, They're all on their way to Paris. Who would have thunk? Sydney sort of gets to fantisize about Vaughn and we figure out that they're going to share a room. This could lead to some breaking of rules concerning Handlers and Agents. And we would just hate that, wouldn't we? Kira- No we wouldn't. Fan_Kitty- I was being sarcastic you moron. Kira- oops.