Title: REAPER
Author: Egyptian Kat
Rating: PG
Summary: It would take me two years of amnesia to realize that no matter what I did, I was the reaper.
A/N: This is going to be a fluffy chapter, so hold on tight and enjoy the ride while it lasts.... which might consist of a few chapters.. (
Chapter 13:
RECAP
"Well it was nice meeting you." Sydney said, sticking out her hand. "Kathleen Hampton."
'She's lying!" he thought to himself, 'I wonder why?' But he allowed himself no time to answer his own questions. "Jacob Donahue." He told her, shaking her hand.
"Bye." She said, turning her back and walking away.
'That was a close call.'
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Sydney rocked back and forth in the old mahogany rocking chair her dad had surprised her with.
FLASHBACK
"I'll get it." Sydney said after hearing a knock at the door. Vaughn was in the kitchen fixing the sink and do to Sydney's close proximity to the door, she allowed herself to answer it. However, Sydney was slightly startled to see her father standing there in something other than a suit on.. As well as a smile.
"Hello Sydney." He said some happiness to his voice.
"Uh, wow, hi dad!" she said, stepping to the side and motioning for Jack to step into the house. "So what ya' think?" she asked, waving her hands around.
"Of what?" Jack asked, a little clueless.
"The house! We're not fully moved in yet. well, more like the furniture hasn't arrived yet. But you haven't seen the house yet and I was wondering what you thought of it."
Jack looked around the large foyer which opened up to a large red, green and blue stained glass window and then down at the bark wood floor. "It's beautiful." He stated simply, relishing in his daughter's pride of her home.
"Thanks dad." Sydney smiled, hugging him.
"Who's here?" She heard Vaughn yell from the kitchen.
Sydney smiled and led her father into the large white kitchen. "My dad's here." Sydney announced.
"Oh, hi Jack." Vaughn said making his way out from under the kitchen sink. "We've sprung a leak." And indeed they had.
"Where did you get all those sponges?" Jack asked, noticing almost 20 sponges piled up in the sink.
"Oh, those." Vaughn said laughing. "We didn't have any rags. And in our search to find some, we found all these brand new sponges that the last owner left under the sink. Good for us I guess."
"So what's up dad?" Sydney asked, leaning her weight on the white tiled counter.
"Umm.. Actually, I've brought you something Sydney." Jack confessed. Sydney just gave him a puzzled look but Jack gave her a small smile. "Um, it's out in the car. Vaughn, if you'd help me?" Jack said, heading back to the front door.
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"Dad! Where did you get this from?!" Sydney exclaimed with happiness riding along her excitement and surprise.
"It was... well it was your mother's; when you where little." He said as he and Vaughn lifted an old mahogany rocking chair out of the back of his borrowed truck. Both men watched as Sydney walked over to the old piece of furniture and began trailing her fingers over the delicately carved arm rests and back.
"It's beautiful Dad. Thank you so much!" She said, turning to her father and giving him a very strong and unexpected hug. "Thank you." She repeated softly into his ear.
"Well if you'll help me Michael, we should carry this into the house before I have to leave.'
END FLASHBACK
Now Sydney sat in that very rocking chair and watched as a rare Los Angeles rain cascaded its way down the window. She could almost imagine a tree lightly tapping its bear branches or the soft leaves of a summering tree brush its way cross the pane of glass. But there wasn't a tree so she made do with her imagination. She listened intently to the creeks the old wood made against the equally old wooden floors of the room.
The room was fully decorated now. A dark mahogany crib rested against the wall in front of her. She smiled a little as she noticed the soft white eyelet lace poke through the dark rungs of the bed. She could just imagine them quiver with the movements of a small child.
Suddenly tears sprung to the corners of her eyes. 'I could have ruined this all. I could have destroyed another life.. No, two more lives.' She thought, thinking of the man who never stopped loving her and her unborn child.. Her and Vaughn's child. She fiddled with a soft stuff animal as she thought of the things she wouldn't be able to live if Vaughn hadn't saved her.. If her guardian angel wasn't there to rescue her in her time of need. She couldn't help but think of the Rambaldi prophecy. That damned prophecy. She figured she really was a destructor.
"Sydney?"
Sydney jumped with the sudden calling of her name. Whipping the tears away from her face she turned around to see a very sleepy Vaughn standing in the threshold of the room.
"Sydney are you ok? I could hear you crying." He said, walking to Sydney's side. Sydney began to cry again. "Shhh. Baby, it's ok. What's wrong? You know you can tell me."
"I keep thinking about the prophecy and how I.. how I almost destroyed all the things we have right now... and how I could have ruined it all." She sobbed.
Vaughn took Sydney into his arms and hugged her tightly. "Do not think about that Sydney. You don't need to. it's a lost cause. Look around this room Sydney, look at yourself. She this?" He said motioning around the room and then pointing to her stomach. "This is our miracle. I brought you back to me Sydney, and there is nothing that is going to take you away from me or our baby." He said, gently placing both his hands on her swollen stomach. "We're going to see our little baby girl grow up. We're going to see her green eyes and see how she grows up to look just as beautiful as her mother and then we're going to be together for the rest of our days. Sydney, we're going to grow old together. Only think of the future. of the things that will be.. not the past."
"I hate it when you do this." Sydney said crying.
"What?"
"I hate it when you always know what to say to make me feel better. But I love you for it." She said taking his face in her hands and kissing him. Vaughn smiled humbly.
"Ok, it's three in the morning. You've got to a doctors appointment tomorrow.. Well today. and as much as I hate it, I have to go in afterwards." Sydney nodded curtly and Vaughn whipped the tears from her eyes. "Let's go to bed." He whispered.
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"Ok, Miss Bristow you seem to be going just perfectly. You have an estimated 2 weeks left in your pregnancy. I want to see you in here next week. Here are some vitamins.. Two, three times a day. I'll see you in here Monday." The doctor said before ushering Sydney and Vaughn out the door.
"Well now we can officially start counting down." Sydney said, gently setting herself down into her car.
"But I like the counting down that I've already started." Vaughn protested as he got into the black Civic.
"I'm going to show her the photo album when she's old enough to understand how obsessed you where."
"I'm not obsessed. And I like the photo album."
"Vaughn. they're at least 50 pictures of *just* my stomach in that book."
"But you have a beautiful stomach."
"A beautiful fat stomach." Sydney muttered under her breathe.
"What?"
"Nothing." She smiled mischievously.
"OK, what ever you say."
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"This is Christy."
"Any word yet?"
"Yes, the doctor has just announced for two weeks time."
"Great."
"Sir, I believe now is the perfect time to apprehend agent Bristow. Agent Vaughn is going to be gone for the afternoon."
"Ok, I'll meet you in our designated location. Goodbye Christy.. Oh, and one more thing."
"Yes sir?"
"She and the fetus are not to be harmed. Is that clear?"
"Crystal." And with that both acquaintances disconnected.
Tbc.
A/N: OMG!!! Full Disclosure is on tonight!!! I CAN'T wait!!! Sorry it's taken me so long to post this. Thing have been totally insane.
P.s. Teen dramas can just die (preferably decapitated and then quartered) and then go to hell.. The very DEEP depths of HELL!
Lol, ok, I'm done ranting. Ok, you all know the drill (and maybe that I always say, "you know the drill." And what fallows.) R&R if you like it (see, I told you, you knew that. :D)
Author: Egyptian Kat
Rating: PG
Summary: It would take me two years of amnesia to realize that no matter what I did, I was the reaper.
A/N: This is going to be a fluffy chapter, so hold on tight and enjoy the ride while it lasts.... which might consist of a few chapters.. (
Chapter 13:
RECAP
"Well it was nice meeting you." Sydney said, sticking out her hand. "Kathleen Hampton."
'She's lying!" he thought to himself, 'I wonder why?' But he allowed himself no time to answer his own questions. "Jacob Donahue." He told her, shaking her hand.
"Bye." She said, turning her back and walking away.
'That was a close call.'
oOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo
Sydney rocked back and forth in the old mahogany rocking chair her dad had surprised her with.
FLASHBACK
"I'll get it." Sydney said after hearing a knock at the door. Vaughn was in the kitchen fixing the sink and do to Sydney's close proximity to the door, she allowed herself to answer it. However, Sydney was slightly startled to see her father standing there in something other than a suit on.. As well as a smile.
"Hello Sydney." He said some happiness to his voice.
"Uh, wow, hi dad!" she said, stepping to the side and motioning for Jack to step into the house. "So what ya' think?" she asked, waving her hands around.
"Of what?" Jack asked, a little clueless.
"The house! We're not fully moved in yet. well, more like the furniture hasn't arrived yet. But you haven't seen the house yet and I was wondering what you thought of it."
Jack looked around the large foyer which opened up to a large red, green and blue stained glass window and then down at the bark wood floor. "It's beautiful." He stated simply, relishing in his daughter's pride of her home.
"Thanks dad." Sydney smiled, hugging him.
"Who's here?" She heard Vaughn yell from the kitchen.
Sydney smiled and led her father into the large white kitchen. "My dad's here." Sydney announced.
"Oh, hi Jack." Vaughn said making his way out from under the kitchen sink. "We've sprung a leak." And indeed they had.
"Where did you get all those sponges?" Jack asked, noticing almost 20 sponges piled up in the sink.
"Oh, those." Vaughn said laughing. "We didn't have any rags. And in our search to find some, we found all these brand new sponges that the last owner left under the sink. Good for us I guess."
"So what's up dad?" Sydney asked, leaning her weight on the white tiled counter.
"Umm.. Actually, I've brought you something Sydney." Jack confessed. Sydney just gave him a puzzled look but Jack gave her a small smile. "Um, it's out in the car. Vaughn, if you'd help me?" Jack said, heading back to the front door.
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"Dad! Where did you get this from?!" Sydney exclaimed with happiness riding along her excitement and surprise.
"It was... well it was your mother's; when you where little." He said as he and Vaughn lifted an old mahogany rocking chair out of the back of his borrowed truck. Both men watched as Sydney walked over to the old piece of furniture and began trailing her fingers over the delicately carved arm rests and back.
"It's beautiful Dad. Thank you so much!" She said, turning to her father and giving him a very strong and unexpected hug. "Thank you." She repeated softly into his ear.
"Well if you'll help me Michael, we should carry this into the house before I have to leave.'
END FLASHBACK
Now Sydney sat in that very rocking chair and watched as a rare Los Angeles rain cascaded its way down the window. She could almost imagine a tree lightly tapping its bear branches or the soft leaves of a summering tree brush its way cross the pane of glass. But there wasn't a tree so she made do with her imagination. She listened intently to the creeks the old wood made against the equally old wooden floors of the room.
The room was fully decorated now. A dark mahogany crib rested against the wall in front of her. She smiled a little as she noticed the soft white eyelet lace poke through the dark rungs of the bed. She could just imagine them quiver with the movements of a small child.
Suddenly tears sprung to the corners of her eyes. 'I could have ruined this all. I could have destroyed another life.. No, two more lives.' She thought, thinking of the man who never stopped loving her and her unborn child.. Her and Vaughn's child. She fiddled with a soft stuff animal as she thought of the things she wouldn't be able to live if Vaughn hadn't saved her.. If her guardian angel wasn't there to rescue her in her time of need. She couldn't help but think of the Rambaldi prophecy. That damned prophecy. She figured she really was a destructor.
"Sydney?"
Sydney jumped with the sudden calling of her name. Whipping the tears away from her face she turned around to see a very sleepy Vaughn standing in the threshold of the room.
"Sydney are you ok? I could hear you crying." He said, walking to Sydney's side. Sydney began to cry again. "Shhh. Baby, it's ok. What's wrong? You know you can tell me."
"I keep thinking about the prophecy and how I.. how I almost destroyed all the things we have right now... and how I could have ruined it all." She sobbed.
Vaughn took Sydney into his arms and hugged her tightly. "Do not think about that Sydney. You don't need to. it's a lost cause. Look around this room Sydney, look at yourself. She this?" He said motioning around the room and then pointing to her stomach. "This is our miracle. I brought you back to me Sydney, and there is nothing that is going to take you away from me or our baby." He said, gently placing both his hands on her swollen stomach. "We're going to see our little baby girl grow up. We're going to see her green eyes and see how she grows up to look just as beautiful as her mother and then we're going to be together for the rest of our days. Sydney, we're going to grow old together. Only think of the future. of the things that will be.. not the past."
"I hate it when you do this." Sydney said crying.
"What?"
"I hate it when you always know what to say to make me feel better. But I love you for it." She said taking his face in her hands and kissing him. Vaughn smiled humbly.
"Ok, it's three in the morning. You've got to a doctors appointment tomorrow.. Well today. and as much as I hate it, I have to go in afterwards." Sydney nodded curtly and Vaughn whipped the tears from her eyes. "Let's go to bed." He whispered.
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"Ok, Miss Bristow you seem to be going just perfectly. You have an estimated 2 weeks left in your pregnancy. I want to see you in here next week. Here are some vitamins.. Two, three times a day. I'll see you in here Monday." The doctor said before ushering Sydney and Vaughn out the door.
"Well now we can officially start counting down." Sydney said, gently setting herself down into her car.
"But I like the counting down that I've already started." Vaughn protested as he got into the black Civic.
"I'm going to show her the photo album when she's old enough to understand how obsessed you where."
"I'm not obsessed. And I like the photo album."
"Vaughn. they're at least 50 pictures of *just* my stomach in that book."
"But you have a beautiful stomach."
"A beautiful fat stomach." Sydney muttered under her breathe.
"What?"
"Nothing." She smiled mischievously.
"OK, what ever you say."
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"This is Christy."
"Any word yet?"
"Yes, the doctor has just announced for two weeks time."
"Great."
"Sir, I believe now is the perfect time to apprehend agent Bristow. Agent Vaughn is going to be gone for the afternoon."
"Ok, I'll meet you in our designated location. Goodbye Christy.. Oh, and one more thing."
"Yes sir?"
"She and the fetus are not to be harmed. Is that clear?"
"Crystal." And with that both acquaintances disconnected.
Tbc.
A/N: OMG!!! Full Disclosure is on tonight!!! I CAN'T wait!!! Sorry it's taken me so long to post this. Thing have been totally insane.
P.s. Teen dramas can just die (preferably decapitated and then quartered) and then go to hell.. The very DEEP depths of HELL!
Lol, ok, I'm done ranting. Ok, you all know the drill (and maybe that I always say, "you know the drill." And what fallows.) R&R if you like it (see, I told you, you knew that. :D)
