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Redemption Chapter Fifty Three
Vaughn set his wineglass on the end table and shifted his position pressing Sydney into the couch. His lips never leaving hers, he pulled out two pillows from under her and tossed them on the floor. Sydney moaned deeply as he kissed her senseless and his hands traveled the length of her body. Sydney had lost her shirt a few hundred kisses before and as Vaughn leaned back to take his off she licked her lips in the anticipation of touching his skin. Suddenly he let out a cry of pain and Sydney had to cover her mouth to stifle her laughter.
"A little privacy please Ollie," Vaughn reached over his shoulder and grabbed Kat's kitten Oliver by the scruff of the neck and deposited the little urchin on the floor. He turned his attention back to Sydney. "Don't laugh that hurt," he groaned rubbing his neck where fresh nail marks had been made. Sydney tried to keep a straight face but couldn't and she burst into laughter.
"I'm sure it did. Poor baby," she rubbed away a tiny trace of blood and bit her lip to keep from laughing any further.
"That little creature is a hellion, you know that right?" Vaughn gave Sydney a quick kiss on the lips. "He's been out to get me since day one."
"Of course," she said in between kisses and groaned as his lips traveled down her neck sucking at her pulse point. "He's Katy's cat, would you expect any less?"
Vaughn pulled away from a moment and shook his head. "No not really."
"Didn't think so-"
They were interrupted by Sydney's phone. "I should get that," she reached for the cordless on the coffee table.
"Hello? Hi Will," she tried to push Vaughn away who was intent on devouring her neck while she spoke. 'Stop,' she mouthed to him as she listened to Will on the other end. "The carnival on the pier tomorrow night? I don't know Will; I'll have to talk to Vaughn and see. I'll call you.Yes I'll call you tomorrow morning. Bye. Yes call Weiss. Okay, Bye Will."
Sydney tossed the phone on the floor and held out her arms to Vaughn to resume their previous activities.
"What did Will want?" Vaughn asked walking his fingers over her stomach.
"There's a carnival on the Pier this weekend. He wondered if we wanted to go. Marshall and Carrie are going with him and Weiss," Sydney explained.
"No Baby Kate?" Vaughn raised an eyebrow knowing that the baby hadn't been out of Carrie's sight for more than an hour at a time since her birth.
"No," Sydney shook her head. "First time."
"Hmmm, I was kind of hoping to have you all to myself tomorrow night." Vaughn placed light butterfly kisses across her belly. It was the first weekend they'd had together in months where a mission of some sort or another wasn't planned.
"Hmm sounds better than cotton candy and the ferris wheel." Sydney grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up for a kiss. "I-" She was cut off by the musical ring from Vaughn's cell phone. Sydney groaned as Vaughn pulled away to answer it.
"It could be important," he apologized searching his jacket pockets for his phone. "Hello?" He sighed. 'Weiss', he mouthed to Sydney. "Weiss it's 8 O'clock on a Friday night, what are you still doing at work, go home! I know you have work to do, but it'll still be there on Monday. The arms dealer in Mexico? Montoya, Enrique Montoya. No problem, Weiss, go home." Vaughn ended the call and promptly turned his phone off.
"No more interruptions," he promised Sydney.
"I can't believe Weiss was still at work," Sydney reached for Vaughn's belt and unbuckled it. Pulling it through the loops she tossed it on the floor. She was surprised knowing that it was usually Weiss who was the first one out of the office on a Friday afternoon.
Vaughn shrugged. "I don't know what's going on with him. The last few months he seems to spend more time there than anywhere else."
"No more talk about Weiss or Will or anything," Sydney watched as Vaughn removed his pants and then grabbed his hand tugging him back down on top of her. "Just you and me."
"Perfect." Vaughn resumed his kisses along her stomach and then moved upwards kissing her breasts through the lace of her bra. Reaching behind her he unhooked it, but then stopped when the doorbell was rung. "For God's sake," Vaughn cried out in frustration.
"Shhhh," Sydney covered his mouth and her own to cover her laughter. "Maybe if we're quiet they'll go away."
"Seems unlikely," Vaughn groaned as the bell was rung again and he got off Sydney.
"Two minutes and I'll get rid of them," Sydney promised as she stood and grabbed her blouse pulling it on as she walked to the front door. She looked through the peephole, "What the... Vaughn, get dressed!" she whispered urgently as she quickly buttoned her blouse.
"What's going on?" Vaughn grabbed his shirt and slipped it on watching as Sydney began to open the door.
"Katy?" Sydney opened the door.
"Hi Syd," Kat stepped inside and was immediately enveloped in a big hug. "Good to see you too," she laughed as Sydney squeezed her tight. "Hi Mike," she gave him a small wave over Sydney's shoulder and tried not to laugh at the sight of him hopping around while trying to zip up his pants.
"Hey KitKat," Vaughn gave her an embarrassed smile as he walked over to the two.
"What are you doing here? Why didn't you call, we could have picked you up at the airport?"
"I don't know," she shrugged. "Didn't want to bother you I guess."
"Katy, you're never a bother," Sydney chided her. "This is your home."
"Thanks," she smiled slightly. "I finished... a little later than the others, but I'm done now. I'm officially CIA."
"Congratulations," Vaughn kissed her cheek.
"Thanks Mike."
"I'm really proud of you." Sydney gave her sister another quick hug.
"Wow this is awkward," Kat laughed nervously quite aware of exactly what she'd interrupted between Vaughn and her sister.
"What? No," Sydney shook her head. "Katy, this is your home-"
"Actually," Kat interrupted her. "I know we kind of assumed that I would just move back with you once I came back to LA, but I've been thinking lately and I think I'd like to stay with Jack-with Dad."
"Are you sure?" Sydney asked.
"Yes," she nodded reassuringly. "You have your own life-"
"Katy no-" Sydney protested.
"Yes," she said firmly. "You have your own life Sydney; I need to make one too. I want to get to know my dad. I want to know what he likes, doesn't like. What kind of person he is." She and Sydney sat down on the couch. "Besides," she glanced at Vaughn smiling slightly. "I know it's been said that I'm a little... wild I guess, and I've never had anyone to disappoint. Not that I'm going to disappoint him, I just, I want a chance, I want to know him as my father and I want to give us a chance. Who knows," she shrugged. "Maybe it'll work out."
"Are you sure?" Sydney asked
"Positive," she nodded. "This is what I want Sydney. I just wanted to come and tell you, he's expecting me."
"I'll drive you over-"
"No," she shook her head. "I want you and Mike to enjoy your evening and if I don't see you this weekend, I will see you on Monday at work."
"Kat really, it's not a problem-"
"No," she interrupted Vaughn. "And that's the end of it."
"Alright," Syd gave in. "But don't forget Oliver, he's been missing you."
"He's here?" she was surprised and looked around for the kitten instantly spotting him playing with a ball of yarn behind the couch. The orange tabby cat began licking her face as soon as Kat picked him up, and a few minutes later she tied a string to his collar and they left.
"That was odd," Vaughn closed the door and sat beside Sydney on the couch. "She seemed different; happy to be back, but not really at the same time."
Sydney nodded in agreement. "I know, when I visited her, she couldn't wait to come back and now..."
"She'll be alright," Vaughn said reassuringly and put an arm around her shoulders. "She's a tough kid. I think maybe sometimes you just have to let her be, not push her."
"I know, you're right," Sydney lay her head on his shoulder and then turned towards him and kissed him. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Jack retrieved his mail from the box and used his key to enter the building lobby. Normally he opted for the stairs, but tonight he was just too tired. He was about enter the elevator when he spotted a small, round, moving, orange ball at the base of the steps. He recognized it immediately and took the stairs two at a time up to his floor. He certainly didn't expect the scene before him.
"Katarina?" Jack set his briefcase on the floor and knelt beside the girl who was curled up on the floor, a strand of yarn tied around her wrist and her head resting on her knapsack. He shook her and she woke. Sitting up slowly she yawned and stretched.
"Hi Jack," she rubbed her eyes. "What time is it?"
"Nearly eleven," he answered. "How long have you been here? Why didn't you call or go in and why are you asleep on the hallway floor?"
"Hmmm since like 9, I didn't want to bother you, I didn't know which code you were using for the alarm and jet lag." She answered his questions in succession. She yawned and lay back on her knapsack stretching. It was then that she noticed the severed string tied to her wrist. She bolted upright, "Oliver!"
"Katarina." Jack opened his jacket to reveal the curious orange kitten. "I found him downstairs asleep on the stairs." He held up the shorn edge of the string. "He likes to chew." Jack set the kitten down on the floor and took Kat's hands pulling her to her feet. "Why didn't you call? Tell me you were coming? You shouldn't have been out by yourself, I thought you were staying for another two weeks."
"Nothing happened," Kat sighed watching as Jack searched his pocket for his keys. "Sam already kept me two weeks longer than everyone else, I just managed to talk him out of another two weeks. It was very last minute," she explained. "I just, wanted to see you."
"Are you alright?" Jack asked holding the door open for her."
"Sure," she nodded. "Just tired."
"Good." Jack retrieved her forgotten knapsack and followed her into the apartment.
"Is it okay that I'm here?" she asked.
"Of course."
"I know you thought that I'd want to back to Sydney's but I wanted to see you," she explained. "I want to stay with you if that's okay."
She looked at him hopefully and Jack knew there was only one thing he could say. "It's good to have you home. Three months, was a long time."
"Thanks Dad."
He watched the brief smile pass her lips and he knew that there was something she wasn't telling, but what exactly he wasn't sure.
An hour later with Kat safely in her bed and Oliver nestled in the groove above her head Jack closed her door and made his way to the living room. It was then as he picked up her forgotten sketchpad from the floor that he realized what was bothering her.
Redemption Chapter Fifty Three
Vaughn set his wineglass on the end table and shifted his position pressing Sydney into the couch. His lips never leaving hers, he pulled out two pillows from under her and tossed them on the floor. Sydney moaned deeply as he kissed her senseless and his hands traveled the length of her body. Sydney had lost her shirt a few hundred kisses before and as Vaughn leaned back to take his off she licked her lips in the anticipation of touching his skin. Suddenly he let out a cry of pain and Sydney had to cover her mouth to stifle her laughter.
"A little privacy please Ollie," Vaughn reached over his shoulder and grabbed Kat's kitten Oliver by the scruff of the neck and deposited the little urchin on the floor. He turned his attention back to Sydney. "Don't laugh that hurt," he groaned rubbing his neck where fresh nail marks had been made. Sydney tried to keep a straight face but couldn't and she burst into laughter.
"I'm sure it did. Poor baby," she rubbed away a tiny trace of blood and bit her lip to keep from laughing any further.
"That little creature is a hellion, you know that right?" Vaughn gave Sydney a quick kiss on the lips. "He's been out to get me since day one."
"Of course," she said in between kisses and groaned as his lips traveled down her neck sucking at her pulse point. "He's Katy's cat, would you expect any less?"
Vaughn pulled away from a moment and shook his head. "No not really."
"Didn't think so-"
They were interrupted by Sydney's phone. "I should get that," she reached for the cordless on the coffee table.
"Hello? Hi Will," she tried to push Vaughn away who was intent on devouring her neck while she spoke. 'Stop,' she mouthed to him as she listened to Will on the other end. "The carnival on the pier tomorrow night? I don't know Will; I'll have to talk to Vaughn and see. I'll call you.Yes I'll call you tomorrow morning. Bye. Yes call Weiss. Okay, Bye Will."
Sydney tossed the phone on the floor and held out her arms to Vaughn to resume their previous activities.
"What did Will want?" Vaughn asked walking his fingers over her stomach.
"There's a carnival on the Pier this weekend. He wondered if we wanted to go. Marshall and Carrie are going with him and Weiss," Sydney explained.
"No Baby Kate?" Vaughn raised an eyebrow knowing that the baby hadn't been out of Carrie's sight for more than an hour at a time since her birth.
"No," Sydney shook her head. "First time."
"Hmmm, I was kind of hoping to have you all to myself tomorrow night." Vaughn placed light butterfly kisses across her belly. It was the first weekend they'd had together in months where a mission of some sort or another wasn't planned.
"Hmm sounds better than cotton candy and the ferris wheel." Sydney grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up for a kiss. "I-" She was cut off by the musical ring from Vaughn's cell phone. Sydney groaned as Vaughn pulled away to answer it.
"It could be important," he apologized searching his jacket pockets for his phone. "Hello?" He sighed. 'Weiss', he mouthed to Sydney. "Weiss it's 8 O'clock on a Friday night, what are you still doing at work, go home! I know you have work to do, but it'll still be there on Monday. The arms dealer in Mexico? Montoya, Enrique Montoya. No problem, Weiss, go home." Vaughn ended the call and promptly turned his phone off.
"No more interruptions," he promised Sydney.
"I can't believe Weiss was still at work," Sydney reached for Vaughn's belt and unbuckled it. Pulling it through the loops she tossed it on the floor. She was surprised knowing that it was usually Weiss who was the first one out of the office on a Friday afternoon.
Vaughn shrugged. "I don't know what's going on with him. The last few months he seems to spend more time there than anywhere else."
"No more talk about Weiss or Will or anything," Sydney watched as Vaughn removed his pants and then grabbed his hand tugging him back down on top of her. "Just you and me."
"Perfect." Vaughn resumed his kisses along her stomach and then moved upwards kissing her breasts through the lace of her bra. Reaching behind her he unhooked it, but then stopped when the doorbell was rung. "For God's sake," Vaughn cried out in frustration.
"Shhhh," Sydney covered his mouth and her own to cover her laughter. "Maybe if we're quiet they'll go away."
"Seems unlikely," Vaughn groaned as the bell was rung again and he got off Sydney.
"Two minutes and I'll get rid of them," Sydney promised as she stood and grabbed her blouse pulling it on as she walked to the front door. She looked through the peephole, "What the... Vaughn, get dressed!" she whispered urgently as she quickly buttoned her blouse.
"What's going on?" Vaughn grabbed his shirt and slipped it on watching as Sydney began to open the door.
"Katy?" Sydney opened the door.
"Hi Syd," Kat stepped inside and was immediately enveloped in a big hug. "Good to see you too," she laughed as Sydney squeezed her tight. "Hi Mike," she gave him a small wave over Sydney's shoulder and tried not to laugh at the sight of him hopping around while trying to zip up his pants.
"Hey KitKat," Vaughn gave her an embarrassed smile as he walked over to the two.
"What are you doing here? Why didn't you call, we could have picked you up at the airport?"
"I don't know," she shrugged. "Didn't want to bother you I guess."
"Katy, you're never a bother," Sydney chided her. "This is your home."
"Thanks," she smiled slightly. "I finished... a little later than the others, but I'm done now. I'm officially CIA."
"Congratulations," Vaughn kissed her cheek.
"Thanks Mike."
"I'm really proud of you." Sydney gave her sister another quick hug.
"Wow this is awkward," Kat laughed nervously quite aware of exactly what she'd interrupted between Vaughn and her sister.
"What? No," Sydney shook her head. "Katy, this is your home-"
"Actually," Kat interrupted her. "I know we kind of assumed that I would just move back with you once I came back to LA, but I've been thinking lately and I think I'd like to stay with Jack-with Dad."
"Are you sure?" Sydney asked.
"Yes," she nodded reassuringly. "You have your own life-"
"Katy no-" Sydney protested.
"Yes," she said firmly. "You have your own life Sydney; I need to make one too. I want to get to know my dad. I want to know what he likes, doesn't like. What kind of person he is." She and Sydney sat down on the couch. "Besides," she glanced at Vaughn smiling slightly. "I know it's been said that I'm a little... wild I guess, and I've never had anyone to disappoint. Not that I'm going to disappoint him, I just, I want a chance, I want to know him as my father and I want to give us a chance. Who knows," she shrugged. "Maybe it'll work out."
"Are you sure?" Sydney asked
"Positive," she nodded. "This is what I want Sydney. I just wanted to come and tell you, he's expecting me."
"I'll drive you over-"
"No," she shook her head. "I want you and Mike to enjoy your evening and if I don't see you this weekend, I will see you on Monday at work."
"Kat really, it's not a problem-"
"No," she interrupted Vaughn. "And that's the end of it."
"Alright," Syd gave in. "But don't forget Oliver, he's been missing you."
"He's here?" she was surprised and looked around for the kitten instantly spotting him playing with a ball of yarn behind the couch. The orange tabby cat began licking her face as soon as Kat picked him up, and a few minutes later she tied a string to his collar and they left.
"That was odd," Vaughn closed the door and sat beside Sydney on the couch. "She seemed different; happy to be back, but not really at the same time."
Sydney nodded in agreement. "I know, when I visited her, she couldn't wait to come back and now..."
"She'll be alright," Vaughn said reassuringly and put an arm around her shoulders. "She's a tough kid. I think maybe sometimes you just have to let her be, not push her."
"I know, you're right," Sydney lay her head on his shoulder and then turned towards him and kissed him. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Jack retrieved his mail from the box and used his key to enter the building lobby. Normally he opted for the stairs, but tonight he was just too tired. He was about enter the elevator when he spotted a small, round, moving, orange ball at the base of the steps. He recognized it immediately and took the stairs two at a time up to his floor. He certainly didn't expect the scene before him.
"Katarina?" Jack set his briefcase on the floor and knelt beside the girl who was curled up on the floor, a strand of yarn tied around her wrist and her head resting on her knapsack. He shook her and she woke. Sitting up slowly she yawned and stretched.
"Hi Jack," she rubbed her eyes. "What time is it?"
"Nearly eleven," he answered. "How long have you been here? Why didn't you call or go in and why are you asleep on the hallway floor?"
"Hmmm since like 9, I didn't want to bother you, I didn't know which code you were using for the alarm and jet lag." She answered his questions in succession. She yawned and lay back on her knapsack stretching. It was then that she noticed the severed string tied to her wrist. She bolted upright, "Oliver!"
"Katarina." Jack opened his jacket to reveal the curious orange kitten. "I found him downstairs asleep on the stairs." He held up the shorn edge of the string. "He likes to chew." Jack set the kitten down on the floor and took Kat's hands pulling her to her feet. "Why didn't you call? Tell me you were coming? You shouldn't have been out by yourself, I thought you were staying for another two weeks."
"Nothing happened," Kat sighed watching as Jack searched his pocket for his keys. "Sam already kept me two weeks longer than everyone else, I just managed to talk him out of another two weeks. It was very last minute," she explained. "I just, wanted to see you."
"Are you alright?" Jack asked holding the door open for her."
"Sure," she nodded. "Just tired."
"Good." Jack retrieved her forgotten knapsack and followed her into the apartment.
"Is it okay that I'm here?" she asked.
"Of course."
"I know you thought that I'd want to back to Sydney's but I wanted to see you," she explained. "I want to stay with you if that's okay."
She looked at him hopefully and Jack knew there was only one thing he could say. "It's good to have you home. Three months, was a long time."
"Thanks Dad."
He watched the brief smile pass her lips and he knew that there was something she wasn't telling, but what exactly he wasn't sure.
An hour later with Kat safely in her bed and Oliver nestled in the groove above her head Jack closed her door and made his way to the living room. It was then as he picked up her forgotten sketchpad from the floor that he realized what was bothering her.