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Thanks for reviews:)

vaughn is hot it's totally AU, no spys/Cia or anything like that:)

Total Vaughn Lover Yeah i know who Josh Duhamel is! And let's just say hot is an understatement! lol he is gorgeous! He's the main reason why i watch Las Vegas! hehe

anyways here's chapter 2...

Chapter 2

"How did it go at the dentist?" Are we finally free of the tooth from hell?" Will joked as the girls walked into the apartment. He was sat at the kitchen able, a soda in one hand and the LA Times opened out infront of him. Francie punched him on the arm as she walked past, dropping her bags on the chair next to him.

"Very funny Will." She rolled her eyes at him as she got herself a bottle of water from the fridge. Sydney high fived Will as she walked past, earning her a cold glare from Francie. "Come on guys, I was not that bad!"

"Oh please! You had us both up for three nights because of it. I'd say that was pretty bad!" Sydney commented, as she sifted through the mail that had been left on the kitchen counter, throwing the junk mail in the bin.

Francie sighed. "Anyways, you'll be glad to know that the pain will be gone in a few hours!" She took a sip of her drink and sat down next to Will. "But it seems that Sydney had a bit more fun then I did at the dentist surgery." Francie joked, a grin on her face. Sydney spun around and looked at her, her forehead creased in confusion.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh come on. It's so obvious; you have the hots for my dentist." Francie stated simply. Will looked at his Francie, Sydney then back at Francie again. Sydney laughed and shook her head.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you Fran, but I do not have the hots for your dentist!"

"You so do. You were talking about him all the way home and for most of the time while we were shopping." Weiss turned over the page of the newspaper, his eyes wondering over the various headlines, looking for one that caught his attention.

"Exaggerate much?" Sydney raised one eyebrow and folded her arms. Francie remained quiet so she continued. "I made one comment! And it wasn't even about him. I asked you if you wanted me to give you a ride on Thursday."

Francie laughed and nudged Will, disrupting his reading. "See, you want to give me a lift in the hopes that you'll run into Mr. Hottie again." Francie smiled to herself, proud that she had managed to analyse Sydney's actions.

Sydney rolled her eyes. "Don't call him that. And I offered because I thought I'd be a good friend, that was all! Not because I wanted to see him again." Sydney defended herself, but Francie's facial expressions told her that she didn't believe a word of what Sydney was saying.

"Sure!"

"Ok, so I admit that I thought he was cute!" She shrugged as if what she was saying didn't mean anything. "But I wouldn't say that I had the hots for him. I didn't say a single word to the guy, for all I know he could be some sort psychotic maniac or something." Sydney threw her hands up in defeat and walked towards the table, her hands now resting on the back of the chair.

"No, he's actually a really nice guy." Francie smiled at her friend and stared clapping her hands as her smile grew. "But I knew you liked him!"

Sydney sighed. "Whatever Fran."

""It was obvious that he liked you too! He stood there making all lovey dovey eyes at you, in fact you were both doing the eye thing." Sydney looked at Will, hoping for some sort of help, but he had conveniently disappeared under his newspaper, determined to keep out of all the girl-talk.

"Fran, honey, do you not think that you are reading a little too much into this? I don't know the guy, I saw him for a whole 60 seconds and you're already imaging what our wedding cake would look like!" Francie laughed at her friend's sarcasm. "Seriously, get over it!" Sydney walked towards her room, deciding that she would change and go for a run in the park.

Francie smiled, watching her walk away. There is absolutely no way that I am getting over this; it's just too good!