Author's Note:  Time for the action, sort of.  Hope you like.  Just keep in mind, something big is coming. R & R! Thanks, Julie. ;)

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Vaughn never went back to the game.  He didn't have the heart to face them after what had just happened.  Instead he just headed home.  He slumped on his bed and feel asleep.  But the night was restless and long.  When he woke up the next morning he looked and felt like crap.  His mother was out of town visiting friends, and when he heard the doorbell, he figured it wasn't going to answer itself.

Vaughn dragged himself out of bed, down the stairs and opened the door.  A toothy Weiss grinned at him.  When Vaughn didn't say anything, Weiss frowned.

"You know, it's called a shower buddy."  Vaughn groaned and trudged into the living room.  Weiss came inside and closed the door, following Vaughn.  He flopped down on a couch across from the human mess.

"I take it things with Sydney didn't go that well?"

"She said no."

"No?  No what?"

"Just, no."

"No like, no chilidogs, or no like, no you and her?"

"The latter."

"Oh.  Well too bad man."

"Not too bad."  Vaughn got up and started to pace.  "I feel terrible, all ripped up inside."

"That's what happens when somebody you love, turns you down."

Vaughn turned sharply.  "I do not love Sydney Bristow."

"Ah, denial.  Thy name is Michael Vaughn."

"I am not in denial."  Vaughn flopped back down on the couch.

"Hey you know what helps with denial?"  Weiss's face lit up, but then he whispered.  "Is your mom home?"

"No.  She won't be till next weekend."  Vaughn lifted his head from the couch.  "Why?"

"I have just the thing to get you back in the game."

"No beer."

"Well, beer's included.  Look man, I like Sydney just as much as the rest of us do, but she's not interested.  Normally I would say 'go get her, fight for her'.  But not now, maybe later.  Right now, you need to party."  Vaughn looked confused, while Weiss looked ecstatic.

*****

Later that night Francie and Sydney were sitting in Sydney's bedroom reading magazines.  Finally, Franice sighed and threw down her magazine, looking over at Sydney with a smile.

"Hey Syd?"

"Yeah?"

"What happened last night?  You and Michael left for drinks and never came back.  Weiss said the two of you felt sick and went home."

Sydney sucked in a breath, knowing she couldn't lie to Francie.  "Do you promise not to tell anyone, not even Will?"

"Yes.  Syd, what's wrong?"

"Last night, when Vaughn and I were getting drinks, we kissed."

"OMIGOD."  Francie squealed but then calmed herself.  "Like he kissed you or…"

"We kissed each other."  Sydney dropped her head in her hands.

"Do you like him?"

"I don't know, I don't know."

"Well, Syd don't kill me for asking but…was it good?"

"It was amazing."

"Oh Sydney.  What are you going to do?  I mean what about Danny?"

"I don't know Fran.  I mean I love Danny, but now Vaughn…I am so confused."

"Ok, you need stress relief."  Francie jumped up and began looking through Sydney's closet.

"What are you doing?"

"You said Danny had to go to San Diego till next Sunday, right?"

"Yeah.  But Fran, I am not going to cheat on him."

"I didn't say that.  Some guy is throwing this huge party at his house tonight.  It is Saturday night, you need fun, and so we are going."  Francie grinned as she turned around, holding dark blue jeans and a dark red corset top.  "And you are wearing this.  And if you say the top is from Halloween, I will say who cares.  Tonight, you're not Sydney.

"Sydney who has a boyfriend, and loves another guy…"

"I don't…" But Francie cut right over her.

"Or Sydney who is too shy to show some skin.  Now get in the bathroom and change before I kick you but."  Francie laughed and smiled as Sydney grinned and hugged her.

"Thanks Francie."