I just edited this chapter, so hopefully there is less mistakes .
Chapter four
The next morning when Sydney woke up, the first thing she saw was Vaughn looking at her.
"Hey." she told him.
"'Morning" he answered as he leaned to kiss her. "So did you slept well?" he asked, with a small smile.
"Very well, I had a very pleasant dream. A gorgeous man was sharing my bed, and preventing me from sleeping."
"Oh, then I'm sorry for keeping you up. But if I'm right, you didn't mind last night."
"You're right dear." she told him as he kissed her once again, except that this time the kiss was full of passion.
"Hey Sydney do you..." Fran said as she opened the door. She stopped when she realized what was going on in her best friends bedroom. "Ho god, I'm... I'm sorry... I'm ..." she said not knowing what to say or to do.
"Fran breath. Wait me in the kitchen I'll be here in two minutes." Sydney said, Fran only nodded as she closed the door behind her, thinking that Sydney better have a good explanation for what she saw. But in the other hand she knew from the smile on her face that Sydney was truly happy.
Just after Francie closed the door behind her, Sydney and Vaughn couldn't help but laugh. The situation was quite awkward, being caught in bed making out with your new boyfriend wasn't a thing she wanted to happen.
"Ho god that was so awkward, poor Francie." she said.
"Poor Fran? And us, imagine that she walked in while we were doing something else. I don't want to even think about it."
"That's true. I should probably join her, or she's going to imagine things. You can take your shower in the meantime."
"So you're not going to join me ?" he teased her.
"I'd love, but I'm sure you don't want to be late. So go take your shower."
"Okay." he kissed her one last time before walking away. She she watched him a moment before getting up. She threw something on before joining Fran who was making coffee.
"So?"
"So what, there's nothing."
"Sydney! Are you kidding? I just saw you in you bed, naked with a man who looks like Michael. And you are telling me that there's nothing. Sorry but I'm not buying it, so you are going to tell to your best friend what the hell is going on." she said with a smile.
"Okay, since you are asking it so nicely. I met him yesterday at Emily's birthday. Remember when I told you that I was going out, on the balcony."
"Yes, but what does it have to do with Micheal."
"Fran, if you had let me finished I would have told you that Michael was also present. He was drinking his beer, when he saw me he came and we talked. After a moment I was a little bit tired so he offered me to take me home, since you were busy. And when we arrived at home
well, I told him to come in to drink something, and we finished in my room."
"Oh, that explain a lot then."
"What do you mean?"
"Last night or early this morning if you prefer I found two bottle of wine. Both were empty, from that I can say that you two must have fun last."
"You are far from the truth." she said with a smile.
"What? Sydney, you have to give me all the details."
"Maybe, if you're nice with me."
It's this moment that chose Vaughn to walk in the kitchen.
"Hi Fran. How are you?"
"Fine, I don't need to ask you the question. Because from what I saw you're fine."
"Francie!!!" cried Sydney embarrassed just like Vaughn was.
"Yeah, I'm sorry to have to leave you like this but I've to go. I'm already late, and I need to go home to change."
"No, it's okay. I'm going to go with you."
Two minutes later, Sydney was standing next to Vaughn's car. Slowly he walked towards her and took her in his arms. He kissed her, before speaking.
"So do you have something to do tonight?"
"No, why? Do you have something in mind?"
"Maybe." he replied, without saying more.
"Micheal!"
"That's my name." When he saw the look on Sydney's face he decided to stop. "I was thinking that since you have nothing to do like me, we could have a dinner together. So how does that sounds?"
"Wonderful."
"Okay I'll call you later then?"
"Yeah." she replied as she leaned to kiss him, again. But Vaughn had to pull away, he was already late and Weiss was going to kill him if he didn't come in soon.
At the JTF
When Vaughn walked in his office, Weiss went to see him.
"So where were you?"
"At home, why?"
"No you weren't at you apartment do you know why? Because I called you three times and you weren't answering, then I paged but you weren't answering too, just like it was the case with you cell. So know tell me where you were."
"I was with someone."
"A woman?"
"No a man, of course a woman."
"Oh, so someone got lucky yesterday." he said with a grin.
"That's not your business. So what did I miss."
"Nothing really important, so now give me more details."
"I'm not going to talk with you about my sex life."
"Why not, I do."
"Eric you have no sex life."
"Yes, that's what I'm saying. Please, do you want me to beg you because I can do it. Come on I'm your best friends after all."
"Okay but only the minimum, so you can leave me alone." he said with a smile.
Just as he was about to speak, Jack Bristow walk in Vaughn's office.
"Agent Weiss, Agent Vaughn I need you in the briefing room immediately."
"Yes sir." they answered. Jack nodded and walked out.
"God, this man is scaring. I swear he's colder than the ice itself."
"Yes." he said as they followed Jack in the hallway.
"So what's her name?" Weiss asked, not wanting to drop the subject.
"Sydney. She's an English literature teacher at UCLA. She's gorgeous."
"Wow, you have it bad."
"Yes, she's really great."
"So you spent the night with her?"
"Yes, but I'm not going to say more."
"You are not funny."
Little did they know that Jack was listening their conversation. When he heard the name Sydney, his heart almost stopped. Immediately the flashbacks began, he clearly remembered the day when the police officer knocked on his door, telling him that his wife and daughter died in a car accident.
Next chapter, Jack and two flashbacks
Chapter four
The next morning when Sydney woke up, the first thing she saw was Vaughn looking at her.
"Hey." she told him.
"'Morning" he answered as he leaned to kiss her. "So did you slept well?" he asked, with a small smile.
"Very well, I had a very pleasant dream. A gorgeous man was sharing my bed, and preventing me from sleeping."
"Oh, then I'm sorry for keeping you up. But if I'm right, you didn't mind last night."
"You're right dear." she told him as he kissed her once again, except that this time the kiss was full of passion.
"Hey Sydney do you..." Fran said as she opened the door. She stopped when she realized what was going on in her best friends bedroom. "Ho god, I'm... I'm sorry... I'm ..." she said not knowing what to say or to do.
"Fran breath. Wait me in the kitchen I'll be here in two minutes." Sydney said, Fran only nodded as she closed the door behind her, thinking that Sydney better have a good explanation for what she saw. But in the other hand she knew from the smile on her face that Sydney was truly happy.
Just after Francie closed the door behind her, Sydney and Vaughn couldn't help but laugh. The situation was quite awkward, being caught in bed making out with your new boyfriend wasn't a thing she wanted to happen.
"Ho god that was so awkward, poor Francie." she said.
"Poor Fran? And us, imagine that she walked in while we were doing something else. I don't want to even think about it."
"That's true. I should probably join her, or she's going to imagine things. You can take your shower in the meantime."
"So you're not going to join me ?" he teased her.
"I'd love, but I'm sure you don't want to be late. So go take your shower."
"Okay." he kissed her one last time before walking away. She she watched him a moment before getting up. She threw something on before joining Fran who was making coffee.
"So?"
"So what, there's nothing."
"Sydney! Are you kidding? I just saw you in you bed, naked with a man who looks like Michael. And you are telling me that there's nothing. Sorry but I'm not buying it, so you are going to tell to your best friend what the hell is going on." she said with a smile.
"Okay, since you are asking it so nicely. I met him yesterday at Emily's birthday. Remember when I told you that I was going out, on the balcony."
"Yes, but what does it have to do with Micheal."
"Fran, if you had let me finished I would have told you that Michael was also present. He was drinking his beer, when he saw me he came and we talked. After a moment I was a little bit tired so he offered me to take me home, since you were busy. And when we arrived at home
well, I told him to come in to drink something, and we finished in my room."
"Oh, that explain a lot then."
"What do you mean?"
"Last night or early this morning if you prefer I found two bottle of wine. Both were empty, from that I can say that you two must have fun last."
"You are far from the truth." she said with a smile.
"What? Sydney, you have to give me all the details."
"Maybe, if you're nice with me."
It's this moment that chose Vaughn to walk in the kitchen.
"Hi Fran. How are you?"
"Fine, I don't need to ask you the question. Because from what I saw you're fine."
"Francie!!!" cried Sydney embarrassed just like Vaughn was.
"Yeah, I'm sorry to have to leave you like this but I've to go. I'm already late, and I need to go home to change."
"No, it's okay. I'm going to go with you."
Two minutes later, Sydney was standing next to Vaughn's car. Slowly he walked towards her and took her in his arms. He kissed her, before speaking.
"So do you have something to do tonight?"
"No, why? Do you have something in mind?"
"Maybe." he replied, without saying more.
"Micheal!"
"That's my name." When he saw the look on Sydney's face he decided to stop. "I was thinking that since you have nothing to do like me, we could have a dinner together. So how does that sounds?"
"Wonderful."
"Okay I'll call you later then?"
"Yeah." she replied as she leaned to kiss him, again. But Vaughn had to pull away, he was already late and Weiss was going to kill him if he didn't come in soon.
At the JTF
When Vaughn walked in his office, Weiss went to see him.
"So where were you?"
"At home, why?"
"No you weren't at you apartment do you know why? Because I called you three times and you weren't answering, then I paged but you weren't answering too, just like it was the case with you cell. So know tell me where you were."
"I was with someone."
"A woman?"
"No a man, of course a woman."
"Oh, so someone got lucky yesterday." he said with a grin.
"That's not your business. So what did I miss."
"Nothing really important, so now give me more details."
"I'm not going to talk with you about my sex life."
"Why not, I do."
"Eric you have no sex life."
"Yes, that's what I'm saying. Please, do you want me to beg you because I can do it. Come on I'm your best friends after all."
"Okay but only the minimum, so you can leave me alone." he said with a smile.
Just as he was about to speak, Jack Bristow walk in Vaughn's office.
"Agent Weiss, Agent Vaughn I need you in the briefing room immediately."
"Yes sir." they answered. Jack nodded and walked out.
"God, this man is scaring. I swear he's colder than the ice itself."
"Yes." he said as they followed Jack in the hallway.
"So what's her name?" Weiss asked, not wanting to drop the subject.
"Sydney. She's an English literature teacher at UCLA. She's gorgeous."
"Wow, you have it bad."
"Yes, she's really great."
"So you spent the night with her?"
"Yes, but I'm not going to say more."
"You are not funny."
Little did they know that Jack was listening their conversation. When he heard the name Sydney, his heart almost stopped. Immediately the flashbacks began, he clearly remembered the day when the police officer knocked on his door, telling him that his wife and daughter died in a car accident.
Next chapter, Jack and two flashbacks