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When Sydney reached the plane the sun had almost fully risen and it was quite warm for six in the morning. As she boarded the plane she was handed a file on the mission. Syd looked around and saw Vaughn was already there but he was facing away. Her heart started pounding, this time they had to talk. She walked over to talk to him when she realised her father was sitting across from him.

"Dad!" She exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" Both men looked up. How could she have missed seeing him?

"Dixon sent me. Do I need a reason to be here?" He questioned suspiciously.

Syd looked at Vaughn and he held her gaze. Jack Bristow may have looked oblivious to what was going on but Sydney knew her father and he was playing close attention even though he wasn't showing it. He always was! Syd dropped Vaughn's gaze and went to talk to the pilot as Vaughn and her father returned to reviewing their files.

After giving the pilot some information about their destination and just plain chatting Syd returned to sit down as they took off. She took her seat next to Jack and began reviewing her file. She didn't trust herself next to Vaughn, especially in what he was wearing now. Dark jeans and a black t-shirt. Nothing special but it made him look so hot! His hair was messy and looked slightly wet. That always made him look so damn good.

She began to review her file but couldn't concentrate and kept glancing at Vaughn who seemed wrapped up in his file… but he wasn't. He kept glancing up at Sydney, who seemed just as intent in her file.

He just kept thinking how amazing she looked in simple black pants and a long pink top with small straps. Her hair was pulled back into a loose pony tail with a few strands falling out to frame her face perfectly. He had to keep kicking himself to stop himself from kissing her right then and there. They continued to glance at each other, each just missing the other.

About an hour on she was asleep with her head propped her father's shoulder. He turned to stroke her hair. Vaughn watched and silently wished he could do the same to her sweet smelling hair. As Jack looked up Vaughn quickly pretended to be once again reviewing his file. It must have been the fifth time he read the same page. Well he hadn't actually taken in any of it. All he could think about was Sydney. This would drive him insane.

Syd woke up just as the plane landed.

"Why didn't you wake me up," she half-whined and half-demanded.

"I was afraid of getting my butt kicked," Vaughn joked.

"You looked so peaceful," Jack whispered softly.

As peaceful as an angel. Vaughn thought to himself. He was allowed to think it even if he couldn't say it…just yet anyway. When would he be able to?

He joined Syd and Jack at the bottom of the stairs that went from the plane door to the ground.

"I thought they were only joking when they said Australia was hot," Syd laughed.

"It is the middle of summer Syd," Vaughn said joining in. The only one not laughing was Jack. He never had approved of Vaughn. Not that they were dating or anything but he knew his daughter and he knew that she definitely had feelings for him but he didn't think he was good enough for her. Then again he never thought anyone was.

Jack felt the need to protect her. Why did it have to be Vaughn, another spy, another one in this world, a world of lies. She did not deserve the life she lived, the life she had been thrown into. With her mother a KGB spy, her having to lie to everyone close to her. She deserved better. She deserves something to take her away from this world, from this life. Instead she was falling deeper into it. He had missed her childhood. She had practically raised herself after her mother had supposedly died when she was just six years old. He loved her. No-matter what anyone said and he wanted more for her.

"Dad are you coming or what?"

"Where are we again?" Jack inquired as they climbed into the black panel van.

"The Gold Coast," the driver replied. "Home of Australian surfing," he added in a very Aussie accent.

As they drove Sydney looked out the window, Vaughn looked at her and Jack talked with the driver. They pulled up outside a small wooden house that was right on the beach front. Like most CIA safe houses it looked no different to the other houses around it, but there were those that new differently.

Once inside they set up their equipment. Designed by Marshall, of course. He did talk a lot but he sure came in handy.

It was a program that would scan for an abnormal electronic signal. This signal originates from a specific microchip that was planted in Mevon's right leg without his knowledge during the time that he worked for the CIA. They would then be able to track the signal to the team's base of operations. All they had to do now was wait.

BREAK

Vaughn had always loved to surf so he decided that he definitely had to check it out. After all he had heard about it back in L.A and the driver said it was great, so there was no way he was going to pass up on this opportunity.

He put on his boardies, grabbed a towel, walked out the back door and stepped onto the sand. It was nearly sunset now and it lit up the waves beautifully. He could feel the warm sand between his toes.

On the way to the safe house Vaughn had caught a snippet of what the driver and Jack had been talking about.

"Yeh, it's great. There's a small room under the house where there are boards, anything"

So Vaughn looked around and sure enough he found the room. There must have been every type of surf board made in there. The room was small but it seemed to go on forever. Vaughn found the perfect one right at the back.

When he came out of the room only half the sun was above the horizon. He pulled of his shirt exposing his amazing torso. He ran into the surf. The cool water washed over him. He dived under the water still holding the board in his left hand. When he broke the surface again he rustled his hair with his hand, flicking the water away.

Meanwhile

Sydney walked to the fridge and grabbed a pepsi then went to her room. She needed to think. Her pillow was soft under her head and her eyes glazed over as she remembered all the things that had changed in her life.

One year ago she was the happiest woman in the world. She had a great job. Sure it wasn't exactly what it seemed and she had to lie to her friends but it was hers. She had okay grades, great friends and the sweetest boyfriend who had proposed to her. She could have walked on air.

Then one day she made that fatal mistake that had brought her whole world crumbling down. She found out the truth about her job, they had murdered her fiancee and even her dad wasn't what it seemed. That's when she entered this double life.

She had almost fallen asleep when there was a knock at the door. She wiped her eyes and sat up.

"Come in."

It was her father. He walked in and sat down next to her.

"Sweetie are you okay?"

He had said it the same way he says everything…with a poker face. His eyes betrayed him though. She could tell he was worried. She was the only person who could read him.

She put on a brave face.

"Yeh. Fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

Hopefully he bought it. Unknown to her, he saw through it but he knew if she didn't want to talk about it she wouldn't. She was stubborn. Where she got that from was anyone's guess.

"I know dad. I think I'll go for a run."

Jack stood up and gave his daughter a kiss on the forehead before exiting the room. Syd stayed sitting on the bed for a minute with her eyes closed before getting up and going for a run to clear her head.

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