Finally! With the weekend here I can put off my full 24 hours of homework
until Sunday and get to updating! So I hope you like it, thanks for all
your replies to the last chapter, and Screech assured me that a certain
part of this isn't too weird, that it added humor, I think you'll know what
part I mean when you read it, but be sure to let me know what you think!
** -- denotes flashback
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Chapter Four
Sydney lay back in the bed, cuddling up to her newest treasure: her teddy
bear, and thinking about the conversation they had just had.
**"Twins - Adam and Brooke - that's what I want their names to be."
"W-what?" she stuttered.
"That's what I want the twins' names to be," he explained, "Brooke and
Adam. That's what I think you were dreaming about: the half of you, half
of me puzzle you gave."
"O-oh," she said uneasily.
"Well I've got to get back to work before Kendall starts to harass me,"
he told her, and when she didn't answer, he asked, "Syd?"
"Yeah," she snapped out of it, "I'll talk to you later."
"Later," he sighed, "Bye Syd."**
She just couldn't get over the fact that they had chosen the same names.
'What are the odds?' she asked herself, 'Something like this doesn't
happen very often.'
'The sickness must be getting to my head,' she thought, 'He must have
mentioned once that he wanted twins named Brooke and Adam, that's the
only place I could have picked it up from.'
But she knew he hadn't said anything about it, and she knew it was
certainly weird.
She felt her eyelids begin to get droopy, and decided to take another nap
while she still could.
And she knew this time she wouldn't dream of little Brooke and Adam,
instead she would have vivid dreams of all the ways she would pay Vaughn
back for this wonderfully relaxing day.
****
The TV was turned on later that afternoon to entertain herself for a few
hours as the boredom began to creep in once again.
She was amazed by what was on television these days as she watched one of
the soap operas that were on daily.
"And I thought my life was twisted," she muttered, as she watched one
sister's husband have an affair with the other sister.
"People find this entertaining?" she asked in disgust, "If that ever
happened to me, I'd cry."
'It's only a TV show Syd,' she berated herself, 'None of it is real.'
Too disgusted to watch anymore, she changed the channel, only to find
another one on, "God! Is this all that's ever on?"
She changed it again, hoping to find something better on, and instead
turned it to Jerry Springer...
'Today we have people who claim to be international spies and would like
to surprise their family with this news...so, welcome out first guest:
Agent 000...'
'Agent 000?' she asked herself incredulously, 'Do these people even
believe themselves? Or expect the audience to believe them?'
'Agent 000, please tell us your story...'
'Well it all started two years ago, the CIA [the Central Intelligence
Agency] approached me, and told me I fit a profile, and that they wanted
to recruit me to be an international spy. After a few months of training,
they finally allowed me into the field.'
'And who would you like to tell your secret to?'
'My boyfriend - he's been thinking that I've been working for a bank for
the past two years.'
'Bring out her boyfriend...Michael Matthews.'
'Bank?' Sydney thought, 'Why does this sound so familiar?'
Sydney watched the rest of the show in incredulous shock, commenting when
she heard something that didn't make any sense.
The phone rang, interrupting her silence and giving her an excuse to not
watch the incredibly ridiculous show that was on.
She answered her phone quietly, "Hello?"
"They're finally letting me out of this hellhole," he sighed.
"Rough day at work?" she chuckled.
"You're lucky you were sick," he said simply, "Anyways I'm on my way
home."
"Great," she smiled happily.
"And I have a surprise for you," he told her.
"Another one?" she questioned.
"Are you complaining?" he asked.
"Of course not!" she exclaimed, "You're just spoiling me today."
"You're sick, you deserve to be spoiled every once in a while," he
explained, "So I just chose today to be that special day."
"Aww..." she cooed, "You're too sweet for words sometimes."
"Just remember one thing."
"What's that?" she questioned.
"If I'm ever sick, you'll treat me the same way."
"Of course I will!" she told him, "You did it for me, I'll do it for
you."
"Well I'm about to jump in my car," he said, "I'll be over in about 20
minutes."
"Okay!" she exclaimed excitedly, "I can't wait!"
"I love you," he told her honestly.
"I love you too."
TBC...
****
Only the epilogue is left before I post the sequel!
So be sure to review!
I'll try to have the epilogue up before the end of the weekend.
** -- denotes flashback
****
Chapter Four
Sydney lay back in the bed, cuddling up to her newest treasure: her teddy
bear, and thinking about the conversation they had just had.
**"Twins - Adam and Brooke - that's what I want their names to be."
"W-what?" she stuttered.
"That's what I want the twins' names to be," he explained, "Brooke and
Adam. That's what I think you were dreaming about: the half of you, half
of me puzzle you gave."
"O-oh," she said uneasily.
"Well I've got to get back to work before Kendall starts to harass me,"
he told her, and when she didn't answer, he asked, "Syd?"
"Yeah," she snapped out of it, "I'll talk to you later."
"Later," he sighed, "Bye Syd."**
She just couldn't get over the fact that they had chosen the same names.
'What are the odds?' she asked herself, 'Something like this doesn't
happen very often.'
'The sickness must be getting to my head,' she thought, 'He must have
mentioned once that he wanted twins named Brooke and Adam, that's the
only place I could have picked it up from.'
But she knew he hadn't said anything about it, and she knew it was
certainly weird.
She felt her eyelids begin to get droopy, and decided to take another nap
while she still could.
And she knew this time she wouldn't dream of little Brooke and Adam,
instead she would have vivid dreams of all the ways she would pay Vaughn
back for this wonderfully relaxing day.
****
The TV was turned on later that afternoon to entertain herself for a few
hours as the boredom began to creep in once again.
She was amazed by what was on television these days as she watched one of
the soap operas that were on daily.
"And I thought my life was twisted," she muttered, as she watched one
sister's husband have an affair with the other sister.
"People find this entertaining?" she asked in disgust, "If that ever
happened to me, I'd cry."
'It's only a TV show Syd,' she berated herself, 'None of it is real.'
Too disgusted to watch anymore, she changed the channel, only to find
another one on, "God! Is this all that's ever on?"
She changed it again, hoping to find something better on, and instead
turned it to Jerry Springer...
'Today we have people who claim to be international spies and would like
to surprise their family with this news...so, welcome out first guest:
Agent 000...'
'Agent 000?' she asked herself incredulously, 'Do these people even
believe themselves? Or expect the audience to believe them?'
'Agent 000, please tell us your story...'
'Well it all started two years ago, the CIA [the Central Intelligence
Agency] approached me, and told me I fit a profile, and that they wanted
to recruit me to be an international spy. After a few months of training,
they finally allowed me into the field.'
'And who would you like to tell your secret to?'
'My boyfriend - he's been thinking that I've been working for a bank for
the past two years.'
'Bring out her boyfriend...Michael Matthews.'
'Bank?' Sydney thought, 'Why does this sound so familiar?'
Sydney watched the rest of the show in incredulous shock, commenting when
she heard something that didn't make any sense.
The phone rang, interrupting her silence and giving her an excuse to not
watch the incredibly ridiculous show that was on.
She answered her phone quietly, "Hello?"
"They're finally letting me out of this hellhole," he sighed.
"Rough day at work?" she chuckled.
"You're lucky you were sick," he said simply, "Anyways I'm on my way
home."
"Great," she smiled happily.
"And I have a surprise for you," he told her.
"Another one?" she questioned.
"Are you complaining?" he asked.
"Of course not!" she exclaimed, "You're just spoiling me today."
"You're sick, you deserve to be spoiled every once in a while," he
explained, "So I just chose today to be that special day."
"Aww..." she cooed, "You're too sweet for words sometimes."
"Just remember one thing."
"What's that?" she questioned.
"If I'm ever sick, you'll treat me the same way."
"Of course I will!" she told him, "You did it for me, I'll do it for
you."
"Well I'm about to jump in my car," he said, "I'll be over in about 20
minutes."
"Okay!" she exclaimed excitedly, "I can't wait!"
"I love you," he told her honestly.
"I love you too."
TBC...
****
Only the epilogue is left before I post the sequel!
So be sure to review!
I'll try to have the epilogue up before the end of the weekend.
