Disclaimer: I don't own Alias you crazy people. You should know that.....

(A/N): Did I mention how much I HATE my computer?? I was just saving another document, when I accidentally saved it over the second chapter of this story. I really had loved the chapter I had written, but that doesn't matter now since I can't get it back. So, please forgive me if this chapter isn't the best. I was pretty upset when I wrote this.

Oh, yeah, I forgot....the chapters 3 and 4 wont be up until Friday. Sorry guys, but I haven't gotten a chance to write them yet. Please enjoy and review.

Chapter Two

I've just escaped from the wedding dress boutique. I'm one very tired bride driving a speeding car down the street.

Damn it.

I've just swerved to avoid hitting a cat. Not that I like cats or anything, because I'm a total dog lover. I have a dog. Her name is Rosie. She's a golden retriever. Have you ever noticed that I tend to ramble on?

Anyways, I'm trying to get home as quickly as I can so I can see Tom. I haven't seen him all day. I can't believe how much time we actually spend together until were apart.

If that makes any sense...

Oh shit. It's a gray panther. Just friggen perfect.

I don't think life could get any better. I honestly...

Oh, it's my cell phone...uh-oh...oopsy...almost hit the gray panther. I'll have to be more careful.

"Hello?" I'm not in the mood for a long conversation.

"Hey Mal."

Oh...it's dad.

"So, what's up?" Damn gray panther...I'll just have to speed up to pass him.

"I was just wondering if you had made it through the dress fitting."

"Yeah, it went pretty good. I don't think Liz and Hillary appreciated all of my jokes though."

"Malorie, please don't tell me they were directed towards your mother?"

"Um....well....I...uh...some?"

"Malorie Louise Vaughn!"

"What?" I can't help it that I'm funny...

"You really should cut your mom some slack. She is under a lot of stress and you know it."

"I know." Of course I know...how could I be so stupid?

"I understand that you and your mother have a rocky past."

"Dad, please don't..."

"Mal listen to me, please."

"Okay." I'll start yelling if he keeps going on. He knows what a touchy subject it is.

"I know there have been some rocky moments. But your mother is really trying. I think you should try and spend some time with her before the wedding."

"Okay...I'll spend time with her at the dress rehearsal." Ha, fat chance.

"No Mal, that's not what I mean. I think you should go out together. Maybe have breakfast or lunch together. Just talk to her."

"Dad..." I start to whine, hoping that he'll give in. It always worked when I was younger.

"No Malorie. Whining is not going to work. You'll meet your mom at the Cheesecake Factory down town. How about 10:00 tomorrow morning? I'll tell her that your excited and that you can't wait to go."

"Fine." I can't beat him. I'll just have to surrender and go.

"I have to go, were getting ready to eat."

"Ok, I'll see you tomorrow dad."

"I love you."

"I love you too. Bye."

I don't hear his response though, because I then click the end button. I really need to indulge in something chocolaty and fattening. Oooh...I've spotted a café. Maybe I'll just stop in and grab something really gooey. I swerve over and whip into a parking spot, across the street. I'm nearly hit crossing the street as the gray panther from before changes lanes. I swiftly give him the finger and I yell some rude things. Now people walking down the street are giving me strange looks.

Ah....I can smell the chocolate as I enter through the door. I find a little table near a window and I sit down. A teenage girl wearing all black and with the name tag 'Jane' has come to give me a menu. I take it and glance directly under the dessert section. Double Chocolate Swirl Brownie...nah....um...let's see. How about the Triple Fudge Hot Chocolate? Yeah...that sounds good...I think I'll have a cookie too. Oh...the girl is back. I repeat my order to her and she kind of smiles. I think she was trying to smile at least.

Lalalalalala.....

Damn, how long does it take to fill an order?

Oh...is that her? Yes! Bring on the calories.

Ooohh....the hot chocolate is so good. It's especially good when you dunk the cookie in it. Yummy...

Ooops...I've dropped some crumbs on my shirt...ah...I'll just brush them off.

Ahhhh! I nearly spill the hot chocolate on myself when my cell phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Hey sweetie!"

"Oh Tom I've missed you! I can't wait to get home."

"And that time would be?"

"Soon...I just stopped to get something to drink."

"I can't wait to see you..."

"I know. Guess what happened to me while I was crossing the street?"

"What Mal?"

"I was nearly hit by a gray panther! Damn those old people..."

"Oh...are you okay?"

"Yeah...no damage."

"Sorry Mal, but my parents just got here. I have to go, but I'll see you when you get home."

"Ok. I love you."

"I love you too. Bye."

"Bye." Ahhhh....isn't he so sweet?

I'm done eating...time to go home to my fiancé.

I lay down a ten on the table. The waitress is only getting a two-dollar tip. So what if I'm cheap? I must get it from my dad...

Oooh...it's dark outside. I didn't know how late it was getting. It's really cold too. It's freezing in my car. Once I turn up the heat it will get warmer. Ah...now I'm nice and toasty. Time to hit the road. Shit! I almost hit a woman crossing the street. I really am a terrible driver. But then again, I am my mother's daughter. It just goes to show you. Jeez, there is absolutely nothing on the radio. I mean honestly, you think they could play something decent every once and a while. Maybe that's what I get for cursing and nearly hitting people with my car all the time. I've only killed a squirrel and that's because it couldn't make up its mind in which direction it should go. Damn squirrels.

(A/N): Sorry if you weren't satisfied....it was just a filler to get through the rest of the evening for Malorie. See ya next chapter!!