Title: One wedding and a near funeral
Author: AnnaSun
Summary: The take down of SD-6 is about to commence and troubles arise for Sydney and Vaughn.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimers note: I don't own Alias but I do this fanfic
Chapter 2: The vacation part 2
Sydney woke first; her head nestled into Vaughn's chest. She smiled at a ray of sunshine streaming through the bedroom window. It was going to be another fine day but the last of their vacation. She carefully entwined her self off Vaughn and took her self to have a shower. She turned on the hot tap and water began to cascade down her body, finally trickling down the drain. She put shampoo into her hair and lathered-up with her hands, creating foamy bubbles that ran down her shoulders and back. She reached out for the bar of pink coloured soap but it slipped from her grasp upon grabbing it. As she bent down to pick it up she felt a slight twitch to her abdomen. She stopped a second but decided to ignore it as it went away. She finished washing herself, got changed and greeted Vaughn in the kitchen.
"Hey, Vaughn I didn't wake you up did I?"
Sydney looked over to see he was cooking Scrambled eggs.
"No that's okay. I know you like to get up early and have your shower. It's not a problem Syd. Anyway do you want scrambled eggs?"
"Sure, it smells wonderful!" Sydney replied smiling. She settled her self outside in the sunshine, placing a baseball cap on to shade her eyes from the glare of the sun. Vaughn emerged a few minuets later with two plates of scrabbled eggs.
"I made the toast into heart shapes….you know as we are getting married…I wanted our breakfast to be special."
"Oh honey that's so sweet of you but honestly you didn't have to."
She smiled softly at him.
"Orange Juice okay with you Syd?" he asked heading back inside.
"That would be nice."
The two of them sat and ate their breakfast whilst watching the birds fly across the sky. However Sydney had only eaten a few mouthfuls before she decided she didn't want anymore. The sight of her knife and fork crossing on the plate alerted Vaughn's attention.
"Did I put too much milk in? Sometimes I put too much in and it becomes to rich…." Sydney cut him off.
"No it tastes lovely. It's just I don't feel like eating anymore right now. Maybe I over did it on that pasta I ate last night. There was rather a lot of it." She tried to reassure herself that it was just a full stomach from all the food she had been consuming over the last week. Well she had to spoil herself whilst she was on holiday. Didn't she?
"You're not worried about us getting married? God I hope that's not how you feel." Vaughn asked, his worry lines appearing.
Sydney got up from her chair and placed her hands around Vaughn's middle.
"Of course not. I can't wait actually!" she cried excitedly " But really I'm fine. I'll let you know if I feel worse."
"Okay. So Mrs Vaughn to be what do you want to do on our last day…..?"
To be continued….