When I Met My Father
By Emily Carol
Summary: Vaughn left Lauren for Syd and not being able to stay around them anymore she packed up and moved across the country. Little did Vaughn know, but Lauren was pregnant with their child. Its fourteen years later and Melodie Reed has ended up in the CIA at age fourteen as a young trainee. What will happen when she runs into the father she'd always been told was dead and the woman that made him leave her mother?
Rating: PG-13 probably, the prologue has most to do with the rating, that and I like to be safe with my rating.
Disclaimer: I do not own Alias, I'd love too, but I don't because if I did Lauren would have died during one of the shootings, I mean, she's been in a lot of episodes and there's shootings in them, yet she goes unharmed, what kind of cruel, cruel, world is this?
Author's Note: This story mainly focuses on Melodie but will have some Syd and Vaughn in it probably.
I'm tell you right now, go ahead and tell me you hate my writing if you want. And seriously, please give me constructive criticism (or even flames) because this is only my second Alias fic and my first one was really bad and remains at the SD-1 boards unfinished.
Thanks to all of you that reviewed!
ashqua and mandie - Well thanks for congradulating me on my French but you probably read it after I had two people give me the correct translations. But thanks anyway, you made me feel somewhat smart.
supergirl14 - Hey, I'm sorry the French confused you but there will be some more in this fic. Probably not as much as last chapter, but still some.
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Chapter 3
Melodie looked around her apartment, completely ignoring Dixon as he explained she had to be good and that she should tell people she was there temporarily, until her grandparents could support her again.
She looked around cursing the place in her mind in every French swear she knew.
Melodie liked French. Her mother didn't know much of it, just formal stuff and a few things that Melodie's father had said to her.
Her father...
Melodie sighed. Her mother told her that her father had died before she was born but Melodie had always had a small childhood fantasy that he was still out there, somewhere.
When she had turned thirteen she stopped thinking about it all together. But now that she was is LA, the idea kept coming back to her.
Her mother worked for the NSC, maybe, just maybe, her father had too. She knew her father and mother had lived in LA before her father died and Lauren picked up and moved all the way across the world.
"Dixon?" Melodie inturrupted his speech on her being good that she bet he had said many times to a daughter of his own.
"Yes Melodie?"
"Did you know my mother?"
"Ahh, Lauren," he said. "Yes, I did."
"How well?"
"She got me arrested once, well somethings she did lead to my arrest. The fact that your father was missing and Agent Bristow had been broken out of a high security prison didn't seem to help either."
"My, my father?" Melodie stammered. "You knew him?"
"Yes," he said. "Agent Vaughn, a good man."
"Agent? He worked for the CIA?"
"Yes, the supposive death of his girlfriend lead him to leave the CIA at one point, but he came back."
Dixon stopped, she didn't need to know Vaughn was alive. Lauren had specifcally asked she figure it out on her own. Dixon sighed.
"Have a good night," and he turned and walked out of the apartment before he said more than he should.
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Author's Note: I hope you liked it! Please review, even if it's completely negative, I won't take it personally unless it's about ME and not my writing (e.g. 'You're gay', just insult my writing, not me).
Thanks for reading!
~Emily Carol
By Emily Carol
Summary: Vaughn left Lauren for Syd and not being able to stay around them anymore she packed up and moved across the country. Little did Vaughn know, but Lauren was pregnant with their child. Its fourteen years later and Melodie Reed has ended up in the CIA at age fourteen as a young trainee. What will happen when she runs into the father she'd always been told was dead and the woman that made him leave her mother?
Rating: PG-13 probably, the prologue has most to do with the rating, that and I like to be safe with my rating.
Disclaimer: I do not own Alias, I'd love too, but I don't because if I did Lauren would have died during one of the shootings, I mean, she's been in a lot of episodes and there's shootings in them, yet she goes unharmed, what kind of cruel, cruel, world is this?
Author's Note: This story mainly focuses on Melodie but will have some Syd and Vaughn in it probably.
I'm tell you right now, go ahead and tell me you hate my writing if you want. And seriously, please give me constructive criticism (or even flames) because this is only my second Alias fic and my first one was really bad and remains at the SD-1 boards unfinished.
Thanks to all of you that reviewed!
ashqua and mandie - Well thanks for congradulating me on my French but you probably read it after I had two people give me the correct translations. But thanks anyway, you made me feel somewhat smart.
supergirl14 - Hey, I'm sorry the French confused you but there will be some more in this fic. Probably not as much as last chapter, but still some.
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Chapter 3
Melodie looked around her apartment, completely ignoring Dixon as he explained she had to be good and that she should tell people she was there temporarily, until her grandparents could support her again.
She looked around cursing the place in her mind in every French swear she knew.
Melodie liked French. Her mother didn't know much of it, just formal stuff and a few things that Melodie's father had said to her.
Her father...
Melodie sighed. Her mother told her that her father had died before she was born but Melodie had always had a small childhood fantasy that he was still out there, somewhere.
When she had turned thirteen she stopped thinking about it all together. But now that she was is LA, the idea kept coming back to her.
Her mother worked for the NSC, maybe, just maybe, her father had too. She knew her father and mother had lived in LA before her father died and Lauren picked up and moved all the way across the world.
"Dixon?" Melodie inturrupted his speech on her being good that she bet he had said many times to a daughter of his own.
"Yes Melodie?"
"Did you know my mother?"
"Ahh, Lauren," he said. "Yes, I did."
"How well?"
"She got me arrested once, well somethings she did lead to my arrest. The fact that your father was missing and Agent Bristow had been broken out of a high security prison didn't seem to help either."
"My, my father?" Melodie stammered. "You knew him?"
"Yes," he said. "Agent Vaughn, a good man."
"Agent? He worked for the CIA?"
"Yes, the supposive death of his girlfriend lead him to leave the CIA at one point, but he came back."
Dixon stopped, she didn't need to know Vaughn was alive. Lauren had specifcally asked she figure it out on her own. Dixon sighed.
"Have a good night," and he turned and walked out of the apartment before he said more than he should.
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Author's Note: I hope you liked it! Please review, even if it's completely negative, I won't take it personally unless it's about ME and not my writing (e.g. 'You're gay', just insult my writing, not me).
Thanks for reading!
~Emily Carol