Title: True Lies
Author: Puts hand up. Yes me! Aeria, Doona, donna__rose@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Please Read and Review
Summary: Jack and Irina have a chat, then they go on a mission with Syd and Vaughn and then, well just read the story. Like duh!
A/N: Sha bang, that's all four in one day, for two days in a row, now no one can say I'm slack! Read and review as many of them as possible please people, reviews are, honestly all that keeps me going. Nothing else works, especially since my family are about as encouraging as a wooden door with nails in it.
Disclaimer: Duh, not mine, Wish they were. If I win tatslotto, ten times, I'll buy them and throw Jack and Irina into a room with a big bed and lots of alcohol and toasters and throw Syd and Vaughn into another room with a lot of hockey tickets and pizza, and a bed.
Chapter Thirteen
A few minutes later, she stood up, Jack instantly standing with her. Irina needed a breath of fresh air, she just wanted to get out for a moment, but she chose to ask Jack rather than start another argument by just leaving, "Jack, can I go out?" He looked at her, confused for a while until she explained, "Just for a while, only to look around." Looking as though he had no preference in the matter, Jack nodded and watched as she almost ran out the door, turning left and heading towards the elevator straight away.
Seeing that she was gone and that he was alone, Jack headed straight for the bathroom, stripping off, he was soon under the hot water, trying to forget everything in his life and just standing there, under the harsh, hard pelt of water.
Down at the pool, Vaughn was standing about three meters from the edge, laughing, a hand on his hip and Sydney hovered in the centre of the water, asking him again, "Come and give me a hand, please!" It was only after the fourth time that she'd tricked him and pulled him back in that he'd realized that perhaps he shouldn't lend her a hand and now he was refusing to budge, not ready to leave without her, too scared of what she might do should he choose to upset her and too smart to go near the pool again. She called him again, "Vaughn, come on, please."
Sydney knew she was taking a risk that her father wouldn't approve of by calling him by his real name, but she was sure no one was about and was hopeful that it would convince him to come nearer. After several more attempts of persuading him over, she began to pout, hands on her hips under the water and her face similar to a five year old girl without a lollipop, if a little less innocent.
Vaughn, looked at her, shaking his head, he knew he'd eventually be convinced to go over, he just wasn't sure if he should go sooner rather than later. Opting for sooner, he made his way over, hesitating with each step as Sydney's grin grew bigger and bigger. Frowning as he reached the rim, he knelt down and tried to grab a foothold somewhere.
Finding nothing he decided to try warning her and, putting on his gruffest and boldest voice, he told her, "Don't pull me in again. Or, I swear, I will leave." The fact that Sydney cracked up at the end could have been because he'd threatened her with the same thing the last two times or it may have been because of the stern look on a topless Vaughn's face was truly funny.
For the millionth time that day, Sydney gave herself the leisure of looking him over, looking at his face last and bursting into laughter again when she found it a deep shade of red. Shaking her head, she reassured him between laughs, "I won't, I want to get out now."
Taking a breath and trying not to smile, Vaughn reached over and held out a hand, he felt Sydney grip it hard and wasn't surprised when she pulled hard. But, instead of him going forward, Vaughn used all his strength to remain where he was and have Sydney pull herself up. The water rushed off her body and she found her hand still clasped in Vaughn's, her feet against the pool wall and her legs still half submerged in the water. She was literally suspended in the air, Vaughn's hand and strong arm the only thing holding her in place.
In a flash she became conscious of the fact that the back of her hand was lying against Vaughn's chest and that her nose was inches from Vaughn's. His eyes locked with hers, green emeralds meeting brown softness as he teased her, whispering for no real reason, "We can go in or we can go out...it's up to you."
Sydney smiled, blushing furiously and told him, "Out." He grinned in victory and pulled her up and out, her feet kicking off the pool wall so that she didn't hit her legs. Smiling, they landed in a heap, Sydney's fall onto the concrete prevented when she landed on Vaughn. Lying there for a minute, having never been so close to him, she tried to take in every detail.
She had never noticed the little things before, if she conjured up a vision of him, they were there, but she hadn't acknowledged them. The little freckles, the day old stubble he always had, the little flecks of gold in his eyes, the way his chest rose and fell with each breath, she could have gone on forever, but didn't.
Vaughn was having trouble breathing and, while he could pass it off if she noticed to the fact that she was crushing him, which was a lie, he knew that wasn't the case. He noticed her looking at his eyes with curiosity and amazement and gave her a quick lop sided grin and standing up, pulling her with him and setting her down a foot away. Quickly he regained his normal breathing and walked over to their bench.
Rummaging around from within his towel, he pulled out his watch and re attached it around his wrist. He was slightly shocked when he realized it was just passing nine pm. Looking up he saw that it was dark and raised his eyebrows, telling Sydney, "It's just gone nine, we've been out here for hours." She just shrugged and wrapped the towel around her.
"We'd better go straight up and see what my dad wants us to do about dinner," Sydney's voice was a little sad, as though she was upset that their fun was coming to an end, this only made Vaughn grin and grab her hand, telling himself it was only so that people watching knew they were involved. Sydney looked up and smiled at him and, grabbing her bag and what was left of her things, she led him to the elevator which would lead them up to the royal suits.
Irina thanked the woman and took the bag from her. Walking out of the shop, she thought about ordering something for dinner but decided to talk to Jack first; knowing that if she ordered without asking for permission there was a good chance he'd get mad and see it as an attempt to take control.
Grinning, she glanced at her watch and seeing that she had already been gone for over forty five minutes, she headed straight for the elevator that would take her up to her room, all the while feeling like a girl who'd just done something extremely good. Grinning, she got in and pushed the button. Half way up a couple got in and after two more floors she was joined by a dark haired man who was around thirty who winked at her, leaning against the wall and flashing perfect teeth. She just smiled, ducking her head and stepping out at her floor.
Stepping out she turned and headed left for her room, she was stopped when Sydney's voice rang out behind her, "Mom, hey, wait up." Sydney, having just stepped out of the other elevator, dragged Vaughn who was still dressed in shorts with his towel around his neck, up to her mother who stood waiting.
Grinning, Irina took the pair in, extremely impressed at how good they looked together, Vaughn with his perfect tan alongside a slightly shorter Sydney with toned body and wet hair. "Hi, been swimming?" she almost laughed but stopped herself, not wanting them to feel like they were always being watched.
"Yep," Sydney answered for the both of them. "Where have you been?" Sydney asked, eyeing the designer bag and obviously wondering how Irina had managed to escape the clutches of her father.
Irina simply smiled and told her, "I just had quick look around, did a little shopping." She grinned at Vaughn who just looked at her stunned for a moment before his forehead creased as he watched her open her mouth, "Anything exciting happen down at the pool?"
Vaughn wanted to glare at her, but it came out as more of a secretive smirk that he shared with her, gaining a look from Sydney but no pointed questions, instead just a confused answer, "No, nothing. Why?"
"Oh, no reason," Irina led them to her door which she opened and walked in.
Looking around Vaughn remarked, "Mirror image to ours, everything is the exact same." Sydney nodded, wandering around.
Irina couldn't help herself, "Yes, great views," Sydney peered out the window, her eyes drifting from the city to the Yarra, down to the pool and she blushed red ferociously, while Vaughn began to sweat.
Dropping the bag on the bed and about to say something else, Irina was interrupted as Jack reentered the room, his hair still wet, from the bathroom, his face expressionless and his voice the same. "Good evening you two." He glanced at Irina, obviously glad to see her back without anything out of place.
Vaughn nodded and Sydney quickly told him her reason for being there, "We were just wondering what you want to do about dinner..."
Irina looked at Jack, who, blatantly in charge, looked at his watch before shrugging, "It's late, I figure we all just order room service and get together tomorrow morning for breakfast."
Sydney nodded, "Nine?" Jack looked about to make it much earlier but as he realized that they were supposed to be on vacation, he shut his mouth and simply nodded.
Vaughn raised his head and his voice came out quiet but simple, "Okay then, we'll see you tomorrow." Sydney nodded, agreeing and felt a sudden urge to kiss her parents good night, holding back she settled for a nod.
"Good night." The pair walked out the door, still holding hands and headed for their own rooms. Once there, Vaughn called room service and ordered pizza which they attacked with vigor due, they both claimed, to their hours of swimming.
They talked about the weather, the mission, life, Donovan and many other trivial things, the time coming to sleep far too quickly and only arriving when Vaughn looked down at his watch and, startled, remarked that it was far into the early hours of morning.
Sydney just grinned, "Bed then." Vaughn looked at her, taken aback. "You want the floor tonight or tomorrow."
Vaughn suddenly had a surge of bravery and Irina's encouraging shoves came back at him, telling him, willing him to pursue the idea that had just struck him. Sydney was watching him carefully, waiting for a response and all she got was a grin as he continued to debate with himself. Finally, summoning the valor he explained, "I think we're both adult enough to manage together in the one bed." Seeing her hesitate, he added, "Look at the size of it."
Sydney smiled a little shy all of a sudden and nodded, grinning as she added, "Only if you promise not to try anything." Despite the fact that a million ideas quickly popped into his head he shook his head, adopting a sterrn look. It had been no admission of love, but it was a start and as Sydney disappeared into the bathroom, he was inclined to let out a whoop of joy, but didn't, knowing it would buy him some awkward questions.
Grabbing a pair of tracksuit pants from the case, Vaughn kept a close eye on the bathroom door as he changed, going back to look at the bed from all angles, trying to work out what might happen. The door to the bathroom opened behind him and Sydney reentered wearing nothing but a silky red pair of underpants and a business shirt she'd stolen from his case.
Personally, Sydney couldn't think of anything better to wear, the shirt smelling like Vaughn more than anything else she'd ever gotten her hands on and keeping her warm at the same time. She watched with a grin as Vaughn eyed her over, his mouth falling open as he did so. Feeling she needed to say something, she interrupted his scrutiny, "I didn't know I was going to have to sleep with you," she paused then, realizing what she'd said, added, "In the same bed, I mean."
Vaughn grinned and disappeared to brush his teeth, emerging a few minutes later to find Sydney already in bed, snuggled to one side, close to falling out; smiling to himself, he turned the light off and joined her, sliding in close enough so as to feel the heat radiating off her while not close enough to have any contact.
Well, I was going to write more, but I'm already well over 2000 words, so you can all wait for whatever happens that night on the other side of the wall....hahaha...review and you'll find out sooner rather than later.
Author: Puts hand up. Yes me! Aeria, Doona, donna__rose@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Please Read and Review
Summary: Jack and Irina have a chat, then they go on a mission with Syd and Vaughn and then, well just read the story. Like duh!
A/N: Sha bang, that's all four in one day, for two days in a row, now no one can say I'm slack! Read and review as many of them as possible please people, reviews are, honestly all that keeps me going. Nothing else works, especially since my family are about as encouraging as a wooden door with nails in it.
Disclaimer: Duh, not mine, Wish they were. If I win tatslotto, ten times, I'll buy them and throw Jack and Irina into a room with a big bed and lots of alcohol and toasters and throw Syd and Vaughn into another room with a lot of hockey tickets and pizza, and a bed.
Chapter Thirteen
A few minutes later, she stood up, Jack instantly standing with her. Irina needed a breath of fresh air, she just wanted to get out for a moment, but she chose to ask Jack rather than start another argument by just leaving, "Jack, can I go out?" He looked at her, confused for a while until she explained, "Just for a while, only to look around." Looking as though he had no preference in the matter, Jack nodded and watched as she almost ran out the door, turning left and heading towards the elevator straight away.
Seeing that she was gone and that he was alone, Jack headed straight for the bathroom, stripping off, he was soon under the hot water, trying to forget everything in his life and just standing there, under the harsh, hard pelt of water.
Down at the pool, Vaughn was standing about three meters from the edge, laughing, a hand on his hip and Sydney hovered in the centre of the water, asking him again, "Come and give me a hand, please!" It was only after the fourth time that she'd tricked him and pulled him back in that he'd realized that perhaps he shouldn't lend her a hand and now he was refusing to budge, not ready to leave without her, too scared of what she might do should he choose to upset her and too smart to go near the pool again. She called him again, "Vaughn, come on, please."
Sydney knew she was taking a risk that her father wouldn't approve of by calling him by his real name, but she was sure no one was about and was hopeful that it would convince him to come nearer. After several more attempts of persuading him over, she began to pout, hands on her hips under the water and her face similar to a five year old girl without a lollipop, if a little less innocent.
Vaughn, looked at her, shaking his head, he knew he'd eventually be convinced to go over, he just wasn't sure if he should go sooner rather than later. Opting for sooner, he made his way over, hesitating with each step as Sydney's grin grew bigger and bigger. Frowning as he reached the rim, he knelt down and tried to grab a foothold somewhere.
Finding nothing he decided to try warning her and, putting on his gruffest and boldest voice, he told her, "Don't pull me in again. Or, I swear, I will leave." The fact that Sydney cracked up at the end could have been because he'd threatened her with the same thing the last two times or it may have been because of the stern look on a topless Vaughn's face was truly funny.
For the millionth time that day, Sydney gave herself the leisure of looking him over, looking at his face last and bursting into laughter again when she found it a deep shade of red. Shaking her head, she reassured him between laughs, "I won't, I want to get out now."
Taking a breath and trying not to smile, Vaughn reached over and held out a hand, he felt Sydney grip it hard and wasn't surprised when she pulled hard. But, instead of him going forward, Vaughn used all his strength to remain where he was and have Sydney pull herself up. The water rushed off her body and she found her hand still clasped in Vaughn's, her feet against the pool wall and her legs still half submerged in the water. She was literally suspended in the air, Vaughn's hand and strong arm the only thing holding her in place.
In a flash she became conscious of the fact that the back of her hand was lying against Vaughn's chest and that her nose was inches from Vaughn's. His eyes locked with hers, green emeralds meeting brown softness as he teased her, whispering for no real reason, "We can go in or we can go out...it's up to you."
Sydney smiled, blushing furiously and told him, "Out." He grinned in victory and pulled her up and out, her feet kicking off the pool wall so that she didn't hit her legs. Smiling, they landed in a heap, Sydney's fall onto the concrete prevented when she landed on Vaughn. Lying there for a minute, having never been so close to him, she tried to take in every detail.
She had never noticed the little things before, if she conjured up a vision of him, they were there, but she hadn't acknowledged them. The little freckles, the day old stubble he always had, the little flecks of gold in his eyes, the way his chest rose and fell with each breath, she could have gone on forever, but didn't.
Vaughn was having trouble breathing and, while he could pass it off if she noticed to the fact that she was crushing him, which was a lie, he knew that wasn't the case. He noticed her looking at his eyes with curiosity and amazement and gave her a quick lop sided grin and standing up, pulling her with him and setting her down a foot away. Quickly he regained his normal breathing and walked over to their bench.
Rummaging around from within his towel, he pulled out his watch and re attached it around his wrist. He was slightly shocked when he realized it was just passing nine pm. Looking up he saw that it was dark and raised his eyebrows, telling Sydney, "It's just gone nine, we've been out here for hours." She just shrugged and wrapped the towel around her.
"We'd better go straight up and see what my dad wants us to do about dinner," Sydney's voice was a little sad, as though she was upset that their fun was coming to an end, this only made Vaughn grin and grab her hand, telling himself it was only so that people watching knew they were involved. Sydney looked up and smiled at him and, grabbing her bag and what was left of her things, she led him to the elevator which would lead them up to the royal suits.
Irina thanked the woman and took the bag from her. Walking out of the shop, she thought about ordering something for dinner but decided to talk to Jack first; knowing that if she ordered without asking for permission there was a good chance he'd get mad and see it as an attempt to take control.
Grinning, she glanced at her watch and seeing that she had already been gone for over forty five minutes, she headed straight for the elevator that would take her up to her room, all the while feeling like a girl who'd just done something extremely good. Grinning, she got in and pushed the button. Half way up a couple got in and after two more floors she was joined by a dark haired man who was around thirty who winked at her, leaning against the wall and flashing perfect teeth. She just smiled, ducking her head and stepping out at her floor.
Stepping out she turned and headed left for her room, she was stopped when Sydney's voice rang out behind her, "Mom, hey, wait up." Sydney, having just stepped out of the other elevator, dragged Vaughn who was still dressed in shorts with his towel around his neck, up to her mother who stood waiting.
Grinning, Irina took the pair in, extremely impressed at how good they looked together, Vaughn with his perfect tan alongside a slightly shorter Sydney with toned body and wet hair. "Hi, been swimming?" she almost laughed but stopped herself, not wanting them to feel like they were always being watched.
"Yep," Sydney answered for the both of them. "Where have you been?" Sydney asked, eyeing the designer bag and obviously wondering how Irina had managed to escape the clutches of her father.
Irina simply smiled and told her, "I just had quick look around, did a little shopping." She grinned at Vaughn who just looked at her stunned for a moment before his forehead creased as he watched her open her mouth, "Anything exciting happen down at the pool?"
Vaughn wanted to glare at her, but it came out as more of a secretive smirk that he shared with her, gaining a look from Sydney but no pointed questions, instead just a confused answer, "No, nothing. Why?"
"Oh, no reason," Irina led them to her door which she opened and walked in.
Looking around Vaughn remarked, "Mirror image to ours, everything is the exact same." Sydney nodded, wandering around.
Irina couldn't help herself, "Yes, great views," Sydney peered out the window, her eyes drifting from the city to the Yarra, down to the pool and she blushed red ferociously, while Vaughn began to sweat.
Dropping the bag on the bed and about to say something else, Irina was interrupted as Jack reentered the room, his hair still wet, from the bathroom, his face expressionless and his voice the same. "Good evening you two." He glanced at Irina, obviously glad to see her back without anything out of place.
Vaughn nodded and Sydney quickly told him her reason for being there, "We were just wondering what you want to do about dinner..."
Irina looked at Jack, who, blatantly in charge, looked at his watch before shrugging, "It's late, I figure we all just order room service and get together tomorrow morning for breakfast."
Sydney nodded, "Nine?" Jack looked about to make it much earlier but as he realized that they were supposed to be on vacation, he shut his mouth and simply nodded.
Vaughn raised his head and his voice came out quiet but simple, "Okay then, we'll see you tomorrow." Sydney nodded, agreeing and felt a sudden urge to kiss her parents good night, holding back she settled for a nod.
"Good night." The pair walked out the door, still holding hands and headed for their own rooms. Once there, Vaughn called room service and ordered pizza which they attacked with vigor due, they both claimed, to their hours of swimming.
They talked about the weather, the mission, life, Donovan and many other trivial things, the time coming to sleep far too quickly and only arriving when Vaughn looked down at his watch and, startled, remarked that it was far into the early hours of morning.
Sydney just grinned, "Bed then." Vaughn looked at her, taken aback. "You want the floor tonight or tomorrow."
Vaughn suddenly had a surge of bravery and Irina's encouraging shoves came back at him, telling him, willing him to pursue the idea that had just struck him. Sydney was watching him carefully, waiting for a response and all she got was a grin as he continued to debate with himself. Finally, summoning the valor he explained, "I think we're both adult enough to manage together in the one bed." Seeing her hesitate, he added, "Look at the size of it."
Sydney smiled a little shy all of a sudden and nodded, grinning as she added, "Only if you promise not to try anything." Despite the fact that a million ideas quickly popped into his head he shook his head, adopting a sterrn look. It had been no admission of love, but it was a start and as Sydney disappeared into the bathroom, he was inclined to let out a whoop of joy, but didn't, knowing it would buy him some awkward questions.
Grabbing a pair of tracksuit pants from the case, Vaughn kept a close eye on the bathroom door as he changed, going back to look at the bed from all angles, trying to work out what might happen. The door to the bathroom opened behind him and Sydney reentered wearing nothing but a silky red pair of underpants and a business shirt she'd stolen from his case.
Personally, Sydney couldn't think of anything better to wear, the shirt smelling like Vaughn more than anything else she'd ever gotten her hands on and keeping her warm at the same time. She watched with a grin as Vaughn eyed her over, his mouth falling open as he did so. Feeling she needed to say something, she interrupted his scrutiny, "I didn't know I was going to have to sleep with you," she paused then, realizing what she'd said, added, "In the same bed, I mean."
Vaughn grinned and disappeared to brush his teeth, emerging a few minutes later to find Sydney already in bed, snuggled to one side, close to falling out; smiling to himself, he turned the light off and joined her, sliding in close enough so as to feel the heat radiating off her while not close enough to have any contact.
Well, I was going to write more, but I'm already well over 2000 words, so you can all wait for whatever happens that night on the other side of the wall....hahaha...review and you'll find out sooner rather than later.