Okay, I really want to thank my loyal and good reviewers, so thank you to:
Ev: you are a great reviewer, such long and funny reviews and you are right, it is the calm before the storm. ;)
twin*muse: Love your review and I agree, I had to eventually give Jakc the upper hand
Mandy@TTU, here's your S/V
Shannon, trust me his secret is now a basis for my next chapter
Alexleia Parker, I wish I could update as often as possible, but I just cannot what with school about to start as well.
The Wanlorn, I am sure Jack will reveal more, hehe
miakaweasley, sk8erboichic17, Jade, Intel, Carrie, Samantha, AnikaDerevko, lynn, serendipity112233, star, thank you all for your dedication, I notice you all have given me a heap of reviews.
Sydney, x, Susan, Halley, Christina thank you guys for wonderful reviews
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
A/N: Okay, updating one or two a day, maybe three or all four if I end up with a lot of time, but the chapters are long, so don't complain. If you haven't gone and read my other three, Wish List, No Gifts, No Santa Clause, No Mistletoe (which started as a chrissie fic but isn't really and just got really good) and Escape, go and do so. Reviews people, they are what keep me breathing air. Oh and I found out who that one flamer was, the one person who made me feel horrible. It was my mother, isn't she wonderful and she meant it. Oh well, any review is good so please oh please oh please leave me one! Or else!
Disclaimer: Duh, not mine, Wish they were.
Chapter Twenty Four
Jack refused to fall asleep before she returned, he wasn't that stupid but there was little to do in the room. There was a television but all that was on was useless shows that had been aired in the US about two years prior, after about ten minute's of flicking through the five channels on offer, he gave up and turned it off. Until then, no noise had come through from the opposite room and he prayed it stayed that way.
Turning he wandered to the window, telling himself this was for reasons of national security while all the while knowing he just wanted to watch her.
Vaughn followed Sydney into their room and watched her, slightly nervous as she dropped her bag and collapsed onto the bed. He smiled at her and she reached out a hand for him, beckoning him over, "Come here." Pausing a moment, wondering if that was intelligent, Vaughn soon conceded and followed her over, sitting down and eventually lying back onto the bed.
He turned his head to look at Sydney, his sight partially obscured by the red sheets; she smiled at him, grasping his hand between them, watching him for a while before letting her eyes drift away and her brow crease, "Vaughn..." she waited for a response.
"Yes?" he asked, looking at her, admiring the way her hair always managed to fall around her face perfectly and how no matter what she was wearing she managed to look elegant and exquisite.
Suddenly Sydney had no idea what to say, she looked for the words but couldn't find them and opted to question him on something a little lighter, "Do you think my parents are acting weird?"
Vaughn smiled, squeezing her hand, silently wondering what she had really wanted to ask. "I don't know," he watched her carefully for a reaction; "They seem very different when they're together."
Sydney squirmed to find a more comfortable position, "Yeah, I know, it's strange, I've never seen them so..."
Vaughn finished the sentence for her, earning himself another light up your life grin, "Alive."
"Hmmmm," Sydney let her head slide beneath Vaughn's feeling his lips pressing through her hair onto the top of her head, she sighed contently. "Hey, did my dad really tell you to come after me?" She lifted her gaze to wait for an answer; Vaughn just smiled and let an arm circle around her back, pulling her closer to him.
Vaughn grinned and took a breath, knowing she was only asking because she was as intrigued as he with her parents, "Yeah, I went in to see her and Jack was there and they just..." he paused, still not entirely sure of what had happened that day, "I dunno, they both reassured me that you loved me and told me that I should tell you the same."
Sydney smiled again, nuzzling into his chest, "It's surprising how well they know me, isn't it?"
Vaughn chuckled, his chest vibrating under her, "It is."
They fell into a comfortable silence, just enjoying the feel of each other and being able to lie like that. Sydney's voice interrupted Vaughn's pleasant thoughts, "Do you think that she loves him?"
Sydney looked up, watching Vaughn as his brow creased low, he shook his head, not able to give an answer, instead waiting for Sydney to voice her own thoughts, eventually she did, "It's confusing," her voice was louder, exasperated, "I mean, how could she be? She's supposed to be some evil woman that no one can love and yet she seems to love the one man that should despise her more than any other." She stopped, quickly raising a hand to her forehead.
"I don't think Jack hates her anymore," Vaughn volunteered boldly. "I mean he pretends to, but I just can't see it."
Sydney laughed, "Hmmm, I wonder, I mean, sometimes I wonder what would happen if he found some way to forgive her. But I know that that's impossible." She looked at him before closing her eyes, "But I just wonder..."
Vaughn drew her closer to him, whispering into her hair, finally able to hold her like this without worrying that the CIA would find out. "I know..."
They lay again in silence, not wanting anything else. Eventually Vaughn realized that they would have to move, get changed and this was what he had initially been nervous about. "What time is it?" he asked.
Sydney dragged her hand up, knowing full well Vaughn had his own watch, "After eleven."
He nodded and pulled away, "We should get to bed," Sydney smiled seductively, but didn't budge. Vaughn stood up, moving away and took a deep breath, "Syd," he stopped, knowing this was going to be difficult, "I know that we just got together and everything but..." he trailed off, noticing the look of amusement flittering over Sydney's face.
She sat up, "I know. Vaughn, Michael," he grinned, "I'm very happy that we can finally admit our feelings, but," suddenly she felt as nervous as he looked, "I think we should wait."
Relief flooded his face and he almost fell back into the bed, "You sure?" she nodded, "Good."
"I figure that after two years of foreplay another few months won't kill us." Vaughn laughed, "As long as you don't decide kissing me is too much, I think I should be able to hold off, the suspense will make it even better." Vaughn nodded before looking at her carefully, obviously planning something.
Silently he kicked his shoes off, leaning down and puling his socks away from his feet, he paused, "I can still sleep next to you right?" Sydney grinned, letting loose a small giggle, "No, now that we're together it makes sense that you sleep on the floor." A mock glare crossed his face before he quickly undid his belt and pulled his jeans off, undoing the top few buttons of his shirt and pulling it over his head, leaving him standing in a pair of boxers. Suddenly, Sydney wasn't so sure waiting was going to be easy.
"Your turn," he told her, slipping into the bed, under the covers, making sure she couldn't snuggle into him until she decided to get ready for bed. Sydney sighed and stood up, stretching like a cat before disappearing into the bathroom, not bothering to shut the door behind her.
Vaughn lay, hands behind his head for another twenty seconds before deciding to follow her, for two very good reasons, firstly, he needed to do his teeth, and secondly, he was hopeful of a glimpse of her with less than his shirt on. He grinned as he moved out of the bed, as quiet as he could manage and followed her in. Finding her bent over the sink, clad only in lacy underwear, toothbrush in her mouth. The mirror above the sink would have warned her had she been looking into it, but she wasn't, instead he stood in the doorway, trying to commit her perfect legs and figure to memory. Smiling, he walked in, still with complete silence and took up position directly behind her.
The first she knew of his presence was a pair of strong arms circling her waist. She tensed as she realized it was him, quickly finished her teeth and stood up straight. Immediately she regretted the movement, feeling his naked chest against her back throwing her into a warmth she was unused to. Looking at him in the mirror she couldn't help but go weak at the knees as she caught the twinkling eyes and silent grin in. He just held her to him tighter, whispering into her ear, "You are extremely beautiful," he paused, "You do know that don't you."
She grinned, raising a hand and placing it on his cheek, she grinned at him and she squirmed, turning in her hold to face him, regretting it again as she felt her breasts pressed up against his chest, playfully he cocked his head to the side, she reared back, her waist still grasped tightly to him, but her torso angled away, this only caused her to flush as his eyes drank her in.
Vaughn just had to laugh as she tried to escape him, her face flushed as he let his eyes wonder over her, taking in every curve and angle, she was truly a goddess and a moment later he decided to voice his thoughts, "Syd,"
She smiled at him, shaking her head, "What?"
"I think you're a goddess," she didn't expect him to be able to have such an effect on her as this but he did and again she felt herself blushing.
She grinned before pulling away, "Does this mean there's no need to wear a shirt to bed?" Vaughn positively beamed as she made for the door, dragging the shirt she had planned on wearing behind her, "Didn't think so. Do your teeth." She grinned once more and left.
Vaughn just looked at himself in the mirror before quickly doing his teeth, running a hand through his hair and returning to the bedroom. Seeing her lying, covers up under her arms, in the centre of the bed, he simply shook his head before turning the lights off and heading over. He leaned over, dragging the covers back, perhaps a little more than he needed to, looking over Sydney's legs and side, turned milky white thanks to the moonlight that filtered in. Carefully he slid in next to her.
Sydney immediately felt warm and comfortable reveling in the feel of him next to her, several seconds later she was in his arms, both of them facing the window, Vaughn's hands on top of hers and resting on her stomach, winding around form behind her. Both had their eyes wide open, staring out at the city as they thought of the day. Tentatively Vaughn kissed at her neck, gently, pressing the butterfly kisses into her skin with ease and reveling in the fact that after only three her neck was angled best to give him access.
He kissed her skin a few more times, daring to go as low as her shoulder, directly next to the black strap and then back up, ending on her cheek as he strained to reach her lips. Eventually she gave in, rolling over to face him and letting his lips devour hers, kissing her intently and focusing on her alone. His movements mirroring her moans as she showed him where to kiss her, how to touch her back but never allowing it to further, content to work with what they had.
They slowly simmered down, their passion still there, but their thirst quenched for the moment, she looked up at him, shaking her head, "I thought this mission was going to be a nightmare," she paused, "Instead it's a dream." He grinned glad to know she was happy. "We need sleep, she announced. Vaughn could only nod, happy to sleep with her in his arms and moments later both were slumbering, their breath in tune and Sydney's back against his chest, their fingers entwined and their lips upturned.
Well, to be honest this was supposed to be a lot of J/I but I had so much fun with Syd and Vaughn I figured that I had enough to go with, lol, haha, anyway, more asap, School soon, so might be slowing down. But I loved this!!! Read and Review people.
Ev: you are a great reviewer, such long and funny reviews and you are right, it is the calm before the storm. ;)
twin*muse: Love your review and I agree, I had to eventually give Jakc the upper hand
Mandy@TTU, here's your S/V
Shannon, trust me his secret is now a basis for my next chapter
Alexleia Parker, I wish I could update as often as possible, but I just cannot what with school about to start as well.
The Wanlorn, I am sure Jack will reveal more, hehe
miakaweasley, sk8erboichic17, Jade, Intel, Carrie, Samantha, AnikaDerevko, lynn, serendipity112233, star, thank you all for your dedication, I notice you all have given me a heap of reviews.
Sydney, x, Susan, Halley, Christina thank you guys for wonderful reviews
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
A/N: Okay, updating one or two a day, maybe three or all four if I end up with a lot of time, but the chapters are long, so don't complain. If you haven't gone and read my other three, Wish List, No Gifts, No Santa Clause, No Mistletoe (which started as a chrissie fic but isn't really and just got really good) and Escape, go and do so. Reviews people, they are what keep me breathing air. Oh and I found out who that one flamer was, the one person who made me feel horrible. It was my mother, isn't she wonderful and she meant it. Oh well, any review is good so please oh please oh please leave me one! Or else!
Disclaimer: Duh, not mine, Wish they were.
Chapter Twenty Four
Jack refused to fall asleep before she returned, he wasn't that stupid but there was little to do in the room. There was a television but all that was on was useless shows that had been aired in the US about two years prior, after about ten minute's of flicking through the five channels on offer, he gave up and turned it off. Until then, no noise had come through from the opposite room and he prayed it stayed that way.
Turning he wandered to the window, telling himself this was for reasons of national security while all the while knowing he just wanted to watch her.
Vaughn followed Sydney into their room and watched her, slightly nervous as she dropped her bag and collapsed onto the bed. He smiled at her and she reached out a hand for him, beckoning him over, "Come here." Pausing a moment, wondering if that was intelligent, Vaughn soon conceded and followed her over, sitting down and eventually lying back onto the bed.
He turned his head to look at Sydney, his sight partially obscured by the red sheets; she smiled at him, grasping his hand between them, watching him for a while before letting her eyes drift away and her brow crease, "Vaughn..." she waited for a response.
"Yes?" he asked, looking at her, admiring the way her hair always managed to fall around her face perfectly and how no matter what she was wearing she managed to look elegant and exquisite.
Suddenly Sydney had no idea what to say, she looked for the words but couldn't find them and opted to question him on something a little lighter, "Do you think my parents are acting weird?"
Vaughn smiled, squeezing her hand, silently wondering what she had really wanted to ask. "I don't know," he watched her carefully for a reaction; "They seem very different when they're together."
Sydney squirmed to find a more comfortable position, "Yeah, I know, it's strange, I've never seen them so..."
Vaughn finished the sentence for her, earning himself another light up your life grin, "Alive."
"Hmmmm," Sydney let her head slide beneath Vaughn's feeling his lips pressing through her hair onto the top of her head, she sighed contently. "Hey, did my dad really tell you to come after me?" She lifted her gaze to wait for an answer; Vaughn just smiled and let an arm circle around her back, pulling her closer to him.
Vaughn grinned and took a breath, knowing she was only asking because she was as intrigued as he with her parents, "Yeah, I went in to see her and Jack was there and they just..." he paused, still not entirely sure of what had happened that day, "I dunno, they both reassured me that you loved me and told me that I should tell you the same."
Sydney smiled again, nuzzling into his chest, "It's surprising how well they know me, isn't it?"
Vaughn chuckled, his chest vibrating under her, "It is."
They fell into a comfortable silence, just enjoying the feel of each other and being able to lie like that. Sydney's voice interrupted Vaughn's pleasant thoughts, "Do you think that she loves him?"
Sydney looked up, watching Vaughn as his brow creased low, he shook his head, not able to give an answer, instead waiting for Sydney to voice her own thoughts, eventually she did, "It's confusing," her voice was louder, exasperated, "I mean, how could she be? She's supposed to be some evil woman that no one can love and yet she seems to love the one man that should despise her more than any other." She stopped, quickly raising a hand to her forehead.
"I don't think Jack hates her anymore," Vaughn volunteered boldly. "I mean he pretends to, but I just can't see it."
Sydney laughed, "Hmmm, I wonder, I mean, sometimes I wonder what would happen if he found some way to forgive her. But I know that that's impossible." She looked at him before closing her eyes, "But I just wonder..."
Vaughn drew her closer to him, whispering into her hair, finally able to hold her like this without worrying that the CIA would find out. "I know..."
They lay again in silence, not wanting anything else. Eventually Vaughn realized that they would have to move, get changed and this was what he had initially been nervous about. "What time is it?" he asked.
Sydney dragged her hand up, knowing full well Vaughn had his own watch, "After eleven."
He nodded and pulled away, "We should get to bed," Sydney smiled seductively, but didn't budge. Vaughn stood up, moving away and took a deep breath, "Syd," he stopped, knowing this was going to be difficult, "I know that we just got together and everything but..." he trailed off, noticing the look of amusement flittering over Sydney's face.
She sat up, "I know. Vaughn, Michael," he grinned, "I'm very happy that we can finally admit our feelings, but," suddenly she felt as nervous as he looked, "I think we should wait."
Relief flooded his face and he almost fell back into the bed, "You sure?" she nodded, "Good."
"I figure that after two years of foreplay another few months won't kill us." Vaughn laughed, "As long as you don't decide kissing me is too much, I think I should be able to hold off, the suspense will make it even better." Vaughn nodded before looking at her carefully, obviously planning something.
Silently he kicked his shoes off, leaning down and puling his socks away from his feet, he paused, "I can still sleep next to you right?" Sydney grinned, letting loose a small giggle, "No, now that we're together it makes sense that you sleep on the floor." A mock glare crossed his face before he quickly undid his belt and pulled his jeans off, undoing the top few buttons of his shirt and pulling it over his head, leaving him standing in a pair of boxers. Suddenly, Sydney wasn't so sure waiting was going to be easy.
"Your turn," he told her, slipping into the bed, under the covers, making sure she couldn't snuggle into him until she decided to get ready for bed. Sydney sighed and stood up, stretching like a cat before disappearing into the bathroom, not bothering to shut the door behind her.
Vaughn lay, hands behind his head for another twenty seconds before deciding to follow her, for two very good reasons, firstly, he needed to do his teeth, and secondly, he was hopeful of a glimpse of her with less than his shirt on. He grinned as he moved out of the bed, as quiet as he could manage and followed her in. Finding her bent over the sink, clad only in lacy underwear, toothbrush in her mouth. The mirror above the sink would have warned her had she been looking into it, but she wasn't, instead he stood in the doorway, trying to commit her perfect legs and figure to memory. Smiling, he walked in, still with complete silence and took up position directly behind her.
The first she knew of his presence was a pair of strong arms circling her waist. She tensed as she realized it was him, quickly finished her teeth and stood up straight. Immediately she regretted the movement, feeling his naked chest against her back throwing her into a warmth she was unused to. Looking at him in the mirror she couldn't help but go weak at the knees as she caught the twinkling eyes and silent grin in. He just held her to him tighter, whispering into her ear, "You are extremely beautiful," he paused, "You do know that don't you."
She grinned, raising a hand and placing it on his cheek, she grinned at him and she squirmed, turning in her hold to face him, regretting it again as she felt her breasts pressed up against his chest, playfully he cocked his head to the side, she reared back, her waist still grasped tightly to him, but her torso angled away, this only caused her to flush as his eyes drank her in.
Vaughn just had to laugh as she tried to escape him, her face flushed as he let his eyes wonder over her, taking in every curve and angle, she was truly a goddess and a moment later he decided to voice his thoughts, "Syd,"
She smiled at him, shaking her head, "What?"
"I think you're a goddess," she didn't expect him to be able to have such an effect on her as this but he did and again she felt herself blushing.
She grinned before pulling away, "Does this mean there's no need to wear a shirt to bed?" Vaughn positively beamed as she made for the door, dragging the shirt she had planned on wearing behind her, "Didn't think so. Do your teeth." She grinned once more and left.
Vaughn just looked at himself in the mirror before quickly doing his teeth, running a hand through his hair and returning to the bedroom. Seeing her lying, covers up under her arms, in the centre of the bed, he simply shook his head before turning the lights off and heading over. He leaned over, dragging the covers back, perhaps a little more than he needed to, looking over Sydney's legs and side, turned milky white thanks to the moonlight that filtered in. Carefully he slid in next to her.
Sydney immediately felt warm and comfortable reveling in the feel of him next to her, several seconds later she was in his arms, both of them facing the window, Vaughn's hands on top of hers and resting on her stomach, winding around form behind her. Both had their eyes wide open, staring out at the city as they thought of the day. Tentatively Vaughn kissed at her neck, gently, pressing the butterfly kisses into her skin with ease and reveling in the fact that after only three her neck was angled best to give him access.
He kissed her skin a few more times, daring to go as low as her shoulder, directly next to the black strap and then back up, ending on her cheek as he strained to reach her lips. Eventually she gave in, rolling over to face him and letting his lips devour hers, kissing her intently and focusing on her alone. His movements mirroring her moans as she showed him where to kiss her, how to touch her back but never allowing it to further, content to work with what they had.
They slowly simmered down, their passion still there, but their thirst quenched for the moment, she looked up at him, shaking her head, "I thought this mission was going to be a nightmare," she paused, "Instead it's a dream." He grinned glad to know she was happy. "We need sleep, she announced. Vaughn could only nod, happy to sleep with her in his arms and moments later both were slumbering, their breath in tune and Sydney's back against his chest, their fingers entwined and their lips upturned.
Well, to be honest this was supposed to be a lot of J/I but I had so much fun with Syd and Vaughn I figured that I had enough to go with, lol, haha, anyway, more asap, School soon, so might be slowing down. But I loved this!!! Read and Review people.