Caught Up In Reality
 A Beautiful Day

On board the private plane, Syd and Vaughn swapped bios as Jack multi- tasked, prepping for the mission while keeping an eye on Irina, who, upon entering the plane, had closed her eyes and was apparently asleep.

Looking at her new passport and driver's license, Sydney was pleased to see that her alias, Charisse dela Fleuve, looked a lot like Sydney herself. Apart from some highlights and a few soft curls, Sydney wouldn't have to do much to look the part.

"Not bad. You?" Sydney asked Vaughn as she looked over the rest of her alias.

"I got off pretty well. Darker hair and glasses."

"Wig or dye?" Sydney held up a mass of dark hair in one hand, and a black bottle in the other. Vaughn looked from one hand to the other dubiously.

"What do you suggest? You've done this way more times than I have."

"Usually I wear a wig, it's easier, but we don't know how long this is gonna take; we could be here a while. The wig is great for a short mission, but anything more long term, and you are going to be very uncomfortable. So I'd go with the dye." Sydney replied, handing him the bottle. She then began getting herself ready, adding in the highlights and curling her hair at the ends. After she had finished, she helped Vaughn to dye his hair, gently massaging the inky liquid into his short waves. When she left to change into another outfit, Vaughn began to select something more comfortable than the suit he currently wore. Settling on a green shirt and casual pants, he too went to change.

Exiting their separate changing rooms at the same time, Syd and Vaughn admired each others new look, each delighted to see the other in something other than work clothes.

"You look... great. The curls are nice." Vaughn said, truly meaning it. She did look great. The white tank top fit perfectly, complementing the embroidered skirt she wore. It was sexy and innocent at the same time. Her curls tumbled over her shoulders and onto her back.

"You too, Vaughn." The green shirt brought out his emerald eyes in a way she didn't think was possible. Suits looked great on him, but more casual clothes looked pretty damn good too. They sat back down next to each other. Each took out their alias's information and got back to studying who they were going to be.

"Back to the bios I guess..." Vaughn said with a sigh. Getting into the personality of his alias, he smiled and extended his hand to Sydney. "Hi, I'm Michel dela Fleuve. And you are...?" Sydney laughed and shook his hand.

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"Charisse dela Fleuve. Nice to meet you." She said, going along with it.

"The pleasure is all mine." Vaughn replied with a laugh. "Looks like we're married, Syd." He said, pulling a marriage certificate out of the stack of papers. "Married October 1st." He laughed. "The day we met. I bet that was Weiss." They continued to go over information for another hour, until they both fell asleep.

Jack had been cleaning the weapons, and was just finishing storing them in the special suitcases designed to get them past customs, when Irina woke up. The first thing she did was look over at two younger passengers. She smiled when she saw them both looking so comfortable in their slumber, Sydney's head resting on Vaughn's shoulder, her hand on his chest.

"Irina?"

"Yes, I'm awake, Jack. How long was I asleep?"

"We are just coming to within sight of the island. It should be another half hour."

"Did you sleep at all?" She asked.

"No," was his curt reply. She smiled again at this. He couldn't even bring himself to sleep while she was free on the plane. The rest of the flight was spent in silence, with Jack's glare alternating between Vaughn for being so close to Sydney, and Irina for laughing at him when he did this.

They landed in Nassau twenty-five minutes later. Vaughn awoke to find Sydney resting peacefully on his chest and Jack giving him one of the best evil eyes he had ever seen.

"Syd." He said, gently shaking her shoulder until her eyes fluttered open. "Syd, we're there."

"Wha... Oh. Thanks." She smiled at him and proceeded to get off the plane and out of the airport. Stepping into the moist, warm air of the Bahamas, she thought about the mission ahead.

"Hey, Vaughn?"

"Yeah?"

"How are we touring the islands?"

"Cruise." Vaughn answered, grinning at the thought of taking a cruise in the Bahamas, pretending to be married to Sydney.

"Sydney. Agent Vaughn." Jacks voice came from inside the taxi waiting for them. Tonight they would sleep at a hotel, boarding the cruise ship in the morning. Vaughn helped Sydney into the taxi with a smile, then got in himself. It was going to be a beautiful day.

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Charisse and Michel dela Fleuve, accompanied by Nicolas and Allana, Charisse's parents, checked into the Ocean Club Resort in Nassau.

"Hello, and welcome to the Ocean Club Resort. My name is Claire. May I help you?" The clerk said as they approached the counter.

"Yes, ah we have a reservation. For dela Fleuve." Vaughn said, bringing his French accent into play. Sydney admired it, even though she knew he had grown up in Fleury.

"Oh yes, Mr. dela Fleuve. We have been expecting you. Please follow me." Claire led the foursome through a well-furnished lobby to the elevator. Stepping in, she pressed the button for the fourth floor and beamed at Sydney, Vaughn, Jack, and Irina.

"On your honeymoon?" Claire had noticed the matching wedding rings that Syd and Vaughn had donned on the plane.

"No, actually. We've been married about three months now. We just wanted to spend a little time with my family." Sydney replied, wrapping an arm around Vaughn and looking up at him. Claire nodded as the elevator stopped and the doors opened. They got out of the elevator and followed Claire to rooms 407 and 408. Claire opened the doors for both couples and showed them around their rooms, which were comfortably furnished with spectacular views of the beach below.

"Your bags will be up shortly." Claire said, and left to resume her duty at the front desk. Sure enough, a few minutes later a bell boy came up with their suitcases. After tipping the bell boy and unpacking the few things they would need for the night, Sydney and Vaughn met Irina and Jack outside their adjacent rooms. Looking at his watch, Vaughn noticed that it was only noon. They had the rest of the day to do whatever they wanted.

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