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Chapter thirty
"Oh, a spy has to have her secrets," Sydney answered, tempting Vaughn with a slight smirk and a wink which he couldn't resist.
"I want to know how it is that you have decided, quite out of the blue that your parents are sleeping together." He wandered over to the bed and grabbed a large day bag out from beneath it, leaving it open as he went to fetch various items from around the room.
She grinned, moving to grab the bathing suits they'd packed as she answered, "Mom said something about not wanting to wake dad that he hadn't moved when she'd gotten up, so I figure they must be in the same bad. I mean it's not like she would have expected him to notice had she been on the floor."
She glanced up to see his reaction; a mixture of pride in her skills and thought and she added, continuing to speculate on her parent's sex lives freely, "There's definitely something going on with them. They're worse than we've ever been."
Vaughn turned and looked up from where he was packing, "What do you mean?"
"All that tension, it's think as an elephant's foot. Something shocking. I just have the weirdest feeling about them," she continued talking as she wandered over to him, dumping the clothes into the bag along with a straw hat she'd grabbed the day before. "I just don't know what."
Vaughn nodded, looking up as he zipped the bag shut, "Got everything?"
"Yeah." Together they left the room and walked quietly towards the elevator that would take them out to the front of the building. "You seem to be very quiet about all of this," she prompted.
His head bolted up and quickly his eyes darted about before he answered, voice low, "You think I'll understand them? They should hate each other and by all means they seem to but then, at the same time, there's a sense that they are two people too good together to miss."
She looked at him, shocked he'd say something like that about her own parents and so he elaborated, "They're perfect, the minds, the motives, the ideals; everything matches if you look at it properly."
"You sound as if you've studied this in a course at uni," she commented off handedly as they turned a corner and neared the glass doors, through which Jack and Irina could be seen, standing a few feet apart, apparently ignoring each other.
He shook his head, chuckling. "When you work for the CIA, you can sometimes get bored.You've seen your parents in action, you've told me about them, what they were like in India. I've seen them talking, strategizing and it's incredible. They are on the same wave length. Just like you and me."
She giggled as he wrapped a protective arm around her waist, the pair smiling at the doorman as they moved out to greet the older agents, both of which smiled at them.
Very short, but I hope you guys like it. I really need reviews cause they are cool, you guys rock for reviewing so keep it up and go and read my other fics, Escape and No gift.
Chapter thirty
"Oh, a spy has to have her secrets," Sydney answered, tempting Vaughn with a slight smirk and a wink which he couldn't resist.
"I want to know how it is that you have decided, quite out of the blue that your parents are sleeping together." He wandered over to the bed and grabbed a large day bag out from beneath it, leaving it open as he went to fetch various items from around the room.
She grinned, moving to grab the bathing suits they'd packed as she answered, "Mom said something about not wanting to wake dad that he hadn't moved when she'd gotten up, so I figure they must be in the same bad. I mean it's not like she would have expected him to notice had she been on the floor."
She glanced up to see his reaction; a mixture of pride in her skills and thought and she added, continuing to speculate on her parent's sex lives freely, "There's definitely something going on with them. They're worse than we've ever been."
Vaughn turned and looked up from where he was packing, "What do you mean?"
"All that tension, it's think as an elephant's foot. Something shocking. I just have the weirdest feeling about them," she continued talking as she wandered over to him, dumping the clothes into the bag along with a straw hat she'd grabbed the day before. "I just don't know what."
Vaughn nodded, looking up as he zipped the bag shut, "Got everything?"
"Yeah." Together they left the room and walked quietly towards the elevator that would take them out to the front of the building. "You seem to be very quiet about all of this," she prompted.
His head bolted up and quickly his eyes darted about before he answered, voice low, "You think I'll understand them? They should hate each other and by all means they seem to but then, at the same time, there's a sense that they are two people too good together to miss."
She looked at him, shocked he'd say something like that about her own parents and so he elaborated, "They're perfect, the minds, the motives, the ideals; everything matches if you look at it properly."
"You sound as if you've studied this in a course at uni," she commented off handedly as they turned a corner and neared the glass doors, through which Jack and Irina could be seen, standing a few feet apart, apparently ignoring each other.
He shook his head, chuckling. "When you work for the CIA, you can sometimes get bored.You've seen your parents in action, you've told me about them, what they were like in India. I've seen them talking, strategizing and it's incredible. They are on the same wave length. Just like you and me."
She giggled as he wrapped a protective arm around her waist, the pair smiling at the doorman as they moved out to greet the older agents, both of which smiled at them.
Very short, but I hope you guys like it. I really need reviews cause they are cool, you guys rock for reviewing so keep it up and go and read my other fics, Escape and No gift.