Ok, I couldn't hold out on your guys any longer. And since it's Alias day(woo hooo!) I decided to update. And hello to some new readers that reviewed last chapter. I'm happy to have you. :) And a response to AFan17's review- I'd just like to say I'm a huge fan of Will's on the show and originally when I started this fic, Francie was supposed to be with him. But, ever since I introduced the Weiss/Francie friendship, there was quitea bit of feedback saying Weiss and Francie should hook up. I didn't even think of the idea before I read people's reviews. So, I twisted the story a little and had to make Will the bad guy. But I assure everyone, I'm a Will fan! Ok, enough rambling... enjoy the chapter!

PART II- Chapter 5.

Syd's POV

"Syd?" Vaughn asked shocked, not really taking in that it was actually me standing on his doorstep.

"Yeah Vaughn. It's me." I answered slightly amused.

Suddenly, he came crashing into my body and wrapped his strong arms around my waist. Immediately dropping my suitcase, I swung my arms around his neck and embraced him tightly. I couldn't believe how good it felt to be back in his arms again. Nothing had ever made me feel so right and so safe.

We held each other silently for several minutes, not wanting to ruin the moment and savoring each other's company once again. I could feel Vaughn's heart fluttering against my chest as I played with the hairs at bottom of his neck.

When we finally pulled apart, Vaughn kept his hands on my hips and examined every part of my face.

"I can't believe you're here." He whispered while a single tear dropped from his eye. I was finally able to register the emotions he was going through.

"Are you ok?" I asked, wiping the tear away.

"Yeah… I'm just… so happy."

"I know, sweetie. I wanted to surprise you." Bringing my hand up to his face, I stroked his cheek with the pad of my thumb.

"C'mon. Let's go inside. It's getting cold out here." Vaughn said, picking up my luggage from the floor and leading me inside.

A half empty pizza box and a two empty coke cans were strewn out on the coffee table as I looked around his family room. I could tell Vaughn was the one taking care of the house since everything wasn't as tidy as usual. It wasn't like he was a slob or anything, but Amélie always liked things perfectly clean.

"Is your mom sleeping?" I questioned, looking around to see if there was any sign of her being awake.

"Yes, I helped her into bed a couple of hours ago. She was tired."

Plopping myself down on his leather couch, I looked up to see him standing by the staircase just staring at me. The light in the room was much brighter than his porch and it was the first real good look I could get of him since I arrived.

His hair was a lot longer and of course adorably messy. His face had been unshaven for a few days as the stubble was really creeping up on him. But his eyes… his beautiful green eyes looked tired. Dark circles were starting to form at the bottom of his eyes and while there weren't many times that Vaughn didn't look good, I could tell he wasn't at his best.

"You going to stand there all day or are you going to join me on this couch?" I asked chuckling.

Slowly striding towards me, Vaughn planted himself next to me and swiftly leaned his face in for a kiss. I really was waiting for him to do that. Going over a month without his kisses was like going a month without any food or water. I starved for them.

Our kiss started out slow like we were familiarizing ourselves with each other again. But, it soon turned more passionate as both of our pent up emotions came pouring out of us. We kissed each other hungrily for several minutes until we were sure our lungs were going to burst.

"God, I missed you." Vaughn said, still leaning his forehead against mine.

"I missed you too." I responded.

Planting a kiss on my forehead, he turned back to the TV to check out the score of the Kings game.

"Shit, the Sharks scored again. They're up one now." He announced.

"There's plenty of time left for them to score another goal." Looking down at his frayed and ripped up shirt, I began to laugh. "I can't believe you still wear that! You can't even see any of the writing."

"I know. But it's good luck Syd! My mom tried to buy me a new one last year and I refused. Here, look at this." He turned his body slightly and pointed down to his hip. A big hole, about three inches wide, sat right above the bottom of the shirt.

"Vaughn, that's horrible. You need another shirt." I joked with him.

"I'll get another shirt when the Kings win the cup."

We finished out the rest of the game on the couch, cuddling under the heavy Kings blanket, and stealing kisses during commercials. Just my presence alone caused Vaughn to settle down a little. He wasn't sweating as much or yelling at the TV the last period.

A disappointed ending to the game ticked Vaughn off a bit, but he soon forgot about it as he clicked the TV off and led me upstairs to his room. It was dark, causing me to almost stumble back down the stairs and bringing Vaughn with me. Luckily, I was able to catch the railing after I accidentally missed a step.

Bringing my bag to the foot of the bed, I bent down to open it and grab my sleep clothes. Suddenly, I could feel Vaughn grabbing at my elbow and before I could say anything, his lips were crashing into mine.

His need for me was apparent as he kissed all around my face, not stopping once for a breath. My body responded immediately to his touch. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I forced my body into his, trying to get as close as possible.

I gasped as his cold hands found it's way under my shirt and on my bare skin. Nipping and biting at his jaw, I too wanted to feel his warm skin under my hands and slipped my hands in the front of his shirt. His abs felt even stronger and more defined than the last time I had seen him.

Not wasting any time, I stripped his shirt over his head and stepped back a little to get a good look at him. The soft glow of the moonlight crept in from between the blinds as I examined every inch of his flawless body.

I slid my hands up and down his arms, realizing how much weight he had lost. And although he looked as good as ever, I could see that he dropped around 10 pounds since I left.

Without even telling him, he knew exactly what I was thinking while he took a seat at the edge of his bed.

"I know. I lost a lot of weight." He stated, grabbing at my hips and attempting to undo the buttons at the bottom of my shirt.

"Have you been eating?" I asked while I almost lost all sense of thought from the feel of his knuckles skimming across my bare stomach.

"I haven't had much of an appetite lately, but I've been trying. It's just I've been running a lot more and lifting weights. It helps me deal with all of this." He explained.

Suddenly, Vaughn stood up and pushed my shirt off of my shoulders. Bringing his lips down, he kissed his way around my shoulder blades and then around my neck.

"You need to take care of yourself Vaughn."

"I… know… I promise… I will." He choked out in between kisses.

Our lips finally reunited while I pushed him back causing the both of us to fall softly on to his bed. Making quick work of his belt buckle, I threw it to the floor causing a loud thud sound. Big smiles were planted on both of our faces when we were completely rid of each other's clothes and under the warm blankets.

As our bodies lay closely together, I continued to lie there, staring at his gorgeous face, and taking in every single detail of what was happening. I knew that once I returned back to San Francisco that I could carry this night with me forever and look back at this when I started to think I could no longer go on without him.

Our coupling that night was exactly as I pictured it would be. It wasn't rushed or quick. It was passionate, full of love, and much needed by the both of us. It was a way of healing the pain in our hearts and the loneliness we both had felt over the past month.

Vaughn's POV

Syd's eyes were closed, but I knew she wasn't sleeping. Our fingers were entwined in the middle of our bodies while her warm hand covered my chest, just right above my heart. It was the first night, in all of the nights where she was absent from my bed, that I actually felt like I could fall asleep. But, I didn't want to sleep. I didn't want to wake up the next morning and open my eyes to only find out it was my dreams playing tricks on me again.

Running my hands through her smooth chestnut hair, I lightly scratched the top of her scalp, knowing how much she loved it when I did that. Her eyes soon fluttered open as she gave me a big smile.

"Vaughn, do you know how gorgeous you are?" She whispered, bringing her hand up to play with my ear.

"Thanks for noticing now." I joked.

"I'm serious. I've probably stared at your picture a million times a day since I've been gone, but it doesn't do you any justice."

I watched her eyes roam all over my face, paying particular attention to my eyes, and then along my jaw, down to my chin where I assumed she was looking at my chin dimple. I never understood her obsession with that thing. I didn't think it was that big of a deal.

"I think you need a haircut." She stated, breaking the silence and surprising me.

"What? You just said I was gorgeous?"

"You are. But your hair is going past the top of your ears. Isn't it bothering you?"

"No, not really. I haven't even thought about it." I responded as I took a moment to run a hand through my hair.

It had gotten quite lengthy. I was too busy worrying about everything else to go and get a haircut. Besides, my usual barber that I went to in LA had retired and I hadn't bothered to find a new person to replace him.

"And you haven't shaved in about three days. I can tell. You have your three day stubble." I could see her nose wrinkling after she said that, making me start to laugh.

"What is this? Pick out all of Vaughn's flaws?" I chuckled.

"No. I'm just worried about you." Her tone soon turned serious and I could tell she wasn't joking around anymore.

"I'm fine Syd, really. Now that you're here with me, I haven't felt this way in a long time. Being with you… right here and now… it's overwhelming. For the first time in a month I feel like myself again." I explained, propping myself up on one elbow.

"But, what happens when I leave Vaughn?"

"I don't know."

Sitting up and bringing the sheet with her, Syd sat against the headboard and clasped her hands tightly in her lap.

"Listen to me. I know what you're going through is rough Vaughn. I can't even imagine how you deal with it. And I know how hard it is being away from each other. Almost every night I find myself tearing up because I can't stand not having you with me. But, you need to take care of yourself. I know you're putting your mother first and that's the thing I love most about you. You sacrifice yourself for the ones you love." Turning to face me, she grabbed my loose hand and entwined it with hers.

"God Vaughn, if something were to happen to you, I wouldn't know how to survive. And if you don't start taking care of yourself, then you're going to get sick and that's not going to help anyone out."

I could see the tears welling up in her eyes and I knew I had to ease her fears. Syd knew me better than anyone and could see right through my lies. If I were to tell her I was ok, she wouldn't believe me. I had nowhere to go but to admit the truth.

"You're right, Syd. I haven't been paying much attention to myself these days and I'm sorry. I don't want to worry you. It's just, I've been so busy worrying about my mom and missing you to even care about myself these days." I explained. "But, I know how much you're concerned about me and I don't want to do that to you. I promise you… I promise that I'm going to be ok. Tomorrow starts the day I'll begin to take care of myself."

"You'll start eating normal meals again." She stated.

"Yes."

"You'll get more sleep."

"Yes."

"You'll clean yourself up a little bit?" She joked.

"What? You don't like my long hair? I know you like my stubble." I teased, giving her my best smirk.

"I do like your stubble, but it's a little too long and scratchy for me."

"Ok, I'll shave tomorrow."

Leaning closer to me, our lips touched softly. A long yawn escaped from my mouth, breaking the kiss and causing us both to laugh.

I lowered myself back on the bed and brought Syd with me. Wrapping my arms tightly around her body, I could feel her head resting right at the crook of my neck. I planted one final kiss on her forehead before drifting off into a peaceful slumber.

By the time I woke up again, I felt like I had gotten a day's full of rest. Taking a peek at my alarm clock, I realized it was only 7:30am. I was never a morning person before, but ever since I started sleeping in the same bed as Sydney, I always found myself being wide awake at the first sight of her.

I didn't know how she always managed to sleep with a hint of a smile on her face and look so comfortable. I was always one of those restless sleepers. My neck would always hurt in the morning for sleeping wrong and when I would wake up, my sheets would be wrapped around my whole body twice because I was rolling around during the night.

Syd also had this way of never looking tired when she woke up either. I swear, she opens her eyes and looks completely refreshed and beautiful. Whenever I didn't get a good night of sleep, it would be obvious because my eyes look red and tired.

Gushing over how beautiful Sydney is was a habit for me. And although she was absolutely stunning on the outside, her heart was always the one that attracted me the most. Her sweetness reeled me in and I haven't been able to recover since.

Several moments later, her beautiful eyes opened up and she began to stretch her arms out in the air.

"I'm so used to waking up in the morning and you not being there." She said smiling, leaning in for a good morning kiss.

"I know. I was watching you sleep for a little bit. I'm still shocked that you're here because, well, you lied to me."

"Vaughn, I didn't lie to you. I fibbed. And, that was only because I wanted to surprise you."

"Yeah you got me, I was surprised. If I wasn't so into the hockey game, I would've taken you straight up to my room." Pushing my shoulder playfully, she feigned anger.

"Oh, so you were only happy to see me because you wanted to get me in bed?"

"No!" I defended myself. "I was happy to see you for more reasons that that. But, can you blame me for thinking that way? It had been a month…"

"Yeah, well next time it's going to be more than a month if you keep that up."

I knew she was just joking around. Even though Syd was great at keeping her emotions in check, she could never hide anything from me. Playfully grabbing her wrists, I maneuvered my body on top of hers.

"You… can… never… be… mad at… me." I spit out in between planting wet kisses on her neck.

"That's not fair, Vaughn. You're using my weaknesses."

I let go of her wrists, planted a hard kiss on her mouth, and then gave her my smart-ass smile.

"Still mad at me?" I asked confidently.

"Yes. And now you don't get your present."

"What present? You got me a present?"

"I did. But now you're never going to get it since you're acting like a hormonal teenager!"

"Awww, Syd!" I whined. "So where's my present? You only brought one bag."

Her eyes immediately lit up, giving it away. Before she could move, I bolted out of bed and lunged straight for her bag. Syd couldn't do much but watch since she lacked having any clothes on and had only a sheet to cover up, making me thankful I slipped on my boxers during the night.

Ruffling through every part of her bag and even encountering her lingerie, I finally zipped open the side pocket and found a single, white enveloped. My eyes widened in disbelief as I stared at the two Kings tickets in front of me.

"Wow! HOCKEY TICKETS!" I yelled, raising the two tickets in the air to examine them better. "Holy shit! 3rd row? You're the best girlfriend ever."

Jumping back on the bed, I tackled Syd and began to place kisses all over her face. I was so shocked she would even do such a thing for me.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I repeated myself, still kissing her and causing her to giggle.

"You're welcome, you punk. I was going to give you them last night and then… got distracted."

"How did you get such great tickets? I can't believe you got us tickets for tonight's game. You were planning this weeks ago, weren't you?"

"Yeah. I asked Weiss for help with the tickets a couple of weeks ago. We found a private seller selling these for face value. I figured it'd be a great way to cheer you up." She explained as she ran her hands through my messy hair.

"Seriously Syd, you didn't have to get these for me. Let me pay you for it. They're still way expensive." I told her seriously, feeling guilty she spent so much money on me.

"No… you deserve this. You deserve a night out and I thought this would be the perfect date for us. You need a break from all of this. It'll be fun and good for you."

Giving her one final kiss, I stroked her face with my thumb and thanked her once again.

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