Disclaimer: Surprise surprise, I don't own Alias.. or the characters.. or anything else related to the show. And I stole the title from a song by Thursday.. which also happens to be my favorite song, so don't sue meh.

A/N: I feel so bad taking so long to update this. I just got a puppy and everytime I sit down to write, he comes in the room with one of my shoes. Forget the toys.. let's play with shoes! But anyway, that's part of the reason, the rest was a minor case of writer's block, but 20 minutes staring at the blinking cursor took care of it :P The next few chapters are outlined, I just have to write them, so it shouldn't take nearly as long.. and thank you all for your reviews, I really do appreciate them :)

Tomorrow I'll Be You

Eric Weiss spent the drive to back to Sydney's house taking in the changes that had occurred within the last seventy-two hours. Lauren was dead, Sydney and Vaughn were actually talking, Jack Bristow was associating with terrorists, and the Ops Center resembled a war-zone. He had to admit he kind of liked the first two. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried to ignore it, the little voice in the back of his mind kept reminding him of Jack's odd behavior. Although the elder Bristow's behavior was usually inexplicable, his new attitude was just weird. His frequent cordial visits with Sark and his defeated demeanor at Sydney's earlier threw Weiss threw a loop. 'Maybe I should ask Syd about it,' he thought. Before he could think about it any further, he pulled into Sydney's driveway.

He trudged up the walkway and knocked on the door several times but to no avail. Eventually he graduated to the doorbell, but he still did not receive an answer. After about the fifth ring he gave up and said a silent prayer that he wasn't interrupting anything as he opened the door with his key and walked inside. The house was dark as he went further into the den. There didn't appear to be anyone home.

"Sydney... Vaughn," he called out nervously.

Much to his unease, he didn't receive an answer and decided to look around the house. For the most part, there was nothing out of the ordinary. Everything was as he left it except for the absence of his two best friends. However, when he got to Sydney's room he noticed her most of her clothes were strewn about the floor and half of her things were missing.

Fearing the worst, he pulled out his phone and headed for the door until something caught his eye. He walked over to the counter and picked up the note Vaughn had left for him.

E-

Syd and I are fine. We had to get away. You know how to reach me.

-V

Weiss breathed a sigh of relief at knowing his friends were okay, but he was still confused. They had to get away? He then noticed the other papers lying on the counter and recognized them as the ones Jack had left. After little deliberation, curiosity got the better of him and he unfolded the papers. Three of them looked like files of some sort, and the other looked like a letter. He couldn't believe his eyes as they scanned the files.

"No way.." he breathed. 'Jack founded the Covenant? Is that why Sark's become his new best friend?' he asked himself.

"Unbelievable," he muttered to himself as he dialed the number that would connect him with Vaughn. Weiss started to scan the letter portion of Jack's papers while he waited for Vaughn to answer. His eyes grew wide as he continued to read and the phone went into voice mail. He choked out a message as he grabbed the papers and stumbled out the door.

Vaughn was awakened from his slumber by the pilot's announcement that they would be landing soon. Slowly, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and turned his attention to Sydney who was still resting peacefully on his shoulder. She really did look like an angel and he hated to wake her knowing that she hadn't gotten a lot of sleep lately, but there were things they had yet to talk over before landing.

He shifted slightly in his seat and dropped a kiss into her hair. "Sydney," he cooed, "You need to wake up."

Her eyes opened a lot quicker than they had last time and she lifted her head from his shoulder. He was disappointed at the loss of contact but was appeased when she leaned into her seat and turned to face him. "Hi," she whispered sleepily with a content smile.

"Hey," he smiled, "We're about to land.. and I need to talk to you about something."

She noticed he seemed a little nervous and reassured him with an understanding smile and a nod. He mimicked her position and grabbed her hand, hoping that she would agree to what he was about to say.

He looked down at his thumbs running circles over her knuckles as he began. "When you disappeared.. I spent a lot of time in Fleury.."

"Eric told me you disappeared," she whispered as she slowly lifted her hand and traced the outline of his jaw.

He nodded in affirmation. "I did. I stayed with my mother.. she helped me through my grief," he said as he glanced upward, trying to gauge her reaction. He was relieved when she smiled and nodded, urging him to continue.

Anew with confidence, he went on, "I want you to meet her, Syd. I mean, I completely understand if you don't want to, but it would mean a lot to her.. to me."

She was quiet for a moment, and Vaughn prayed that she would say something, anything.

The idea of meeting Vaughn's mother both excited her and frightened her. She wasn't sure how much Amélie Vaughn knew about her past or her family. At last, she met his gaze and offered a shy smile. "I'd love to meet her. I just.. I mean, does she know about me," she asked meekly.

Vaughn tucked a few errant strands of hair behind her ear as he answered, "If you're referring to your mother, then yes, she does know."

He noticed her expression turn into one of nervous anticipation and he rushed to reassure her. "Sydney, you have nothing to worry about. She knows about your mother, but she also knows about you."

Her demeanor was still shrouded with uncertainty so he continued, "She knows you're an amazing person. She's heard the stories. In fact, if she hasn't heard it from me, then she's definitely heard it from Eric."

She smiled at that. He always had a way to make her feel better about whatever situation she was in, be it working for a terrorist organization or meeting his mother. She pushed whatever insecurities she had aside and breathed, "Okay."

He smiled widely and leaned forward, capturing her lips in a lengthy, loving kiss. After what seemed like hours they broke apart at the sound of a couple of loud coughs and a few 'ahems' coming from the seats around them. Vaughn smiled and placed one last kiss on Sydney's forehead before they fastened their seatbelts in preparation for landing.

Weiss arrived at the Ops Center in record time. He swiftly made his way to Dixon's office unaware of the body count he left in his wake. He rushed into the office forgetting to knock, but was forgiven when the Dixon noticed Weiss's frantic expression. He took a seat in one of the chairs opposite Dixon and threw the papers on the desk.

"Read," he said, out of breath.

Dixon picked up the papers and began to look them over. His brow furrowed as he moved from page to page, finally ending with the letter. He glanced at Weiss, whose confused expression matched his own. He wouldn't have been able to find the words if he hadn't been so angry.

"How did I not know that we.. no, Jack, founded the Covenant," Dixon asked exasperatedly.

"Not only Jack," Weiss replied. "Look at this," he continued as he pointed to two lines on the second file.

Dixon's eyes widened as he read:

Project Analyst, William Vaughn

Project Advisor, Arvin Sloane

"Where did you get these," Dixon questioned.

Weiss shifted in his seat. He wasn't exactly pleased that he had to be the one to inform Dixon of Sydney and Vaughn's disappearance. "I went to check up on Syd, but she and Vaughn were gone. These were on the counter, I saw Jack leave them there earlier."

"They were gone," Dixon asked incredulously.

"Yeah," Weiss confirmed, "They left a note, but it didn't say where they were going." He hoped that Dixon wouldn't push to see the note, he didn't want him to know that he could contact Vaughn.

Thankfully, Dixon didn't inquire any further. Instead he placed his head in his hands and let out a frustrated sigh. He was the director. Why didn't he know these things?

"I want you to start looking for them. It's likely that the news was a temporary shock and they needed to escape," Dixon said wearily, "I'm going to have a talk with Jack."

Eric nodded and made his way out the door. He pulled out his phone and checked his voice mail, but unfortunately there were no new messages. So, he left about twenty more for Vaughn as he made his way to the parking garage.

Sydney fidgeted nervously the entire drive to Vaughn's mother's house. After they had landed, they miraculously made their way through customs and rented a car. Unfortunately, all the cars they had left were ridiculously small and Sydney was finding it hard to sit still. When she started tapping her fingernails on the console, Vaughn took the opportunity to grab her hand.

She looked at him sheepishly and mouthed, "Sorry."

He smiled. "Syd, relax. She'll love you."

"You think so," she asked apprehensively.

"Yes," he assured as he stole a glance in her direction, "You have nothing to be nervous about."

She started to relax and he pulled her hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on her fingers. They spent the rest of the drive in silence, simply grateful to be in the other's presence.

At last they stopped in front of a large two-story house. Sydney sat in awe of the beauty of the white house and its meticulously cared for lawn. Arrays of pink and yellow flowers dotted the wraparound porch. She hadn't even noticed that Vaughn had gotten out of the car and made his way to her side until he opened her door and held out his hand.

She offered a nervous smile as she accepted and they walked up the stone pathway together. When they reached the door, Vaughn didn't bother to knock and instead opened the door and called, "Mom?"

"Michel," they heard excitedly from somewhere in the house, "Is that you?"

Vaughn reclaimed Sydney's hand and followed his mother's voice into the kitchen where she was putting something in the oven. She smiled brightly when she saw her son and exclaimed, "Michel! It's about time you come to visit your mother."

She pulled him into a tight embrace before placing a kiss on his cheek. It was then that she noticed Sydney. She kept her gaze on Sydney but directed her question at Vaughn. "Is this who I think it is," she asked in a quiet, yet amazed voice.

"Maman," Vaughn started, "this is Sydney. Sydney, this is my mother, Amélie."

"It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Vaughn," Sydney greeted nervously.

"Please call me Amélie, dear," she whispered as she pulled Sydney into a hug, "Come, sit down." She led Sydney into the living room and invited her to sit, completely ignoring Vaughn.

"I missed you too, Mom," he remarked teasingly as he took a seat next to Sydney.

"Sydney, I've heard so much about you," Amélie began as if she hadn't heard her son, "You're even more beautiful than Michel let on."

Sydney really didn't know what to say, so she smiled and looked at her hands in an attempt to hide her blush. "Thank you," she stated with a smile.

Amélie then turned to Vaughn and said, "Michel, could you check on my pommes au four in the oven?"

Vaughn turned to Sydney, silently asking if she'd be okay. She nodded and he placed a kiss in her hair as he stood up and said, "I'll be right back."

The moment he stepped into the kitchen his phone began to beep, indicating he had new messages. As he checked on his mother's dessert, he opened his voice mail and laughed when the screen displayed, '29 new messages' He scrolled down and noticed they were all from Weiss. Against his better judgement, he decided to call him back and see what was so important.

A/N: Okie, there it is, let me know what you think.. I hope I did Amélie justice, there will be more of her next chapter. And I haven't forgotten about Sloane and Nadia, not to worry. Oh, and I don't like skipping around in the chapters, so Katya, Jack, etc. will probably be next chapter. Anyway, please review.. tell me what you like/dislike.. constructive criticism is always welcomed and appreciated :)