Thanks for your reviews guys. The response to this chapter was awesome
Glad you all loved Vaughn's costume- I couldn't help my self. Plus it meant that I had to watch the club scene in Unveiled many, many times for "research" purposes :)
Opening the door Sydney took a peek inside, but after witnessing what was going on in there, quckily shut it.
"Oh my god!" Sydney clamped a hand over her grinning mouth, and looked at Vaughn through wide eyes.
"What?"
"Francie is in there- with Will!"
"So what?"
"Let me rephrase that for your male brain. Francie and Will are in there- kissing!"
"Are you serious?" Vaughn asked. "Has anything ever happened between them before?"
"Not that I know of! This is great. I can't wait till tomorrow- I'm going to have so much fun with this!"
"Do you get some sadistic pleasure out of torturing people?"
"I don't torture all people. Just you, and only because you like it." Sydney replied as they headed back to the living room.
"I don't like it. I just put up with it because it's coming from you."
"Aww, aren't you sweet." Sydney commented pulling him into a hug.
"Or maybe just stupid."
"You're not stupid...a little dim maybe, but definately not stupid." Sydney grinned cheekily. "Now give us a kiss and then we're going to dance."
About an hour later, Sydney and Vaughn were still engrossed with each other on the dancefloor. However, their private bliss was soon interrupted by Weiss staggering over.
"Sydney," he slurred. "I can't begin to tell you how glad I am that you and Mikey here got your act together."
"Mikey?" Sydney looked up at Vaughn.
"Don't even go there." Vaughn warned and then turned back to Weiss. "How many have you had man?"
"Enough. Now let me talk to Syd. As I was saying, it is great that you and Vaughn are now more than buddy-buddies."
"Oh, really, why?" Sydney asked, while unsuccessfully trying to keep a straight face.
"Because I was sick of having to listen to Vaughn pine away."
"Weiss!" Vaughn hissed. He did not want Sydney listening to this.
"Shhh, Mikey. It was like one of my mum's Mills and Boon novels- not that I have read one. I swear I didn't."
"Mills and Boon? Really?" Sydney looked at Vaughn. "Pining away for me, hey?"
"Well I wouldn't exactly call it pining..." Vaughn trailed off, trying to pretend that he wasn't mortified by Weiss's announcement.
"Oh yes it bloody well was! Ever since the watch...I couldn't shut him up."
"Watch?" Sydney asked.
"I have no idea what he is on about." Vaughn said hurridly. He wasn't ready to tell Sydney about his watch yet, and needed to get rid of Weiss before he did. "Hey Weiss, I saw the Barbie/prostitute checking you out."
"Really?" Weiss's eyes lit up, and heturned around clumsily, looking for her.
"Yeah," Vaughn continued. "I think she is out on the porch." He let out a sigh of relief as he watched Weiss walk off.
"Vaughn, can I tell you a secret?" Sydney asked. He nodded and she leaned up to his ear. "I was kinda pining away for you too." He let out a small laugh as he wrapped her in a tight hug and swung her around. She really was amazing.
"Do you think he had a good time?" Sydney asked Vaughn as they stood looking at Weiss passed out on the couch. Everybody by this point had left, and Francie and Will still hadn't shown their faces.
"Well since the prostitute slash Barbie was keeping him entertained, I'd guess yes."
"Well he can stay there because I'm sure not going to attempt to move him." Syndey said as she placed the blanket that hung over the back of the couch over Weiss. "Since he's staying, do you want to crash too?" Sydney asked, heading towards her room, with Vaughn following.
"Sounds good. I don't think I'd make it home awake. It's usually Weiss's job to keep me up when we walk."
Sydney went into her bathroom to change and when she came back into her bedroom Vaughn was already under the covers, sitting up waiting for her.
"Here," she said, handing him a small tub as she climbed onto the bed. "You'll need this."
"What is it?"
"Make up remover."
"And what am I supposed to do with it?" Vaughn looked confused.
"Give it here." Sydney sat closer to him and began to wipe the massive amounts of black eyeliner from his face. "You use it to remove make up, hence the name."
"Well forgive if I'm not familiar with a beauty regime. This thing is kind of new to me."
"Who actually did this for you? And if you say Weiss, I swear I will literally fall off this bed." Sydney said.
"No, it was his little sister." Vaughn replied as Sydney wiped the last remains of black from his face and climbed under the covers.
"I must remember to thank her for your sexy transformation." Sydney mumbled as she curled up in Vaughn's arms. "Good night." she yawned.
"Good night Syd."
Sydney woke to see Vaughn looking at her with a grin on his face.
"What?" she asked warily.
"You talk in your sleep."
"No...are you serious?" Vaughn nodded, still smiling. "What did I say?"
"Don't frost the pie."
"Really?"
"Yeah and it sounded really important." Vaughn laughed. "What were you dreaming about?"
"I can't remember exactly. I think it involved Weiss and Will wearing tutus."
"Ok, that is an image that is now forever burnt on my mind. Thanks a lot."
"Sorry."
"I'll forgive you if you let me have the first shower."
"Fine. I need to go and get some goss from Francie anyway." Sydney answered, jumping out of bed.
"Females and their gossip." Vaughn said disapprovingly and then grinned. "I'll want all the details later!" Sydney poked her tongue out at him and walked out to the kitchen. Francie was sitting there with a mug of coffee.
"Good morning Francie." Sydney said in a sing-song voice.
"Morning Syd. Why is Weiss on our couch?"
"Sleeping Beauty crashed last night and we couldn't wake him." Sydney answered. "So..." Francie looked at her, confused.
"What Syd?"
"What is up with you and Will practically swallowing each other's heads last night."
"Oh my god!" Francie's hand flew to her mouth. "Did you see that?"
"Yeah, I saw it. So was it just a drunken thing or are you guys into each other?"
"I don't know. I mean we were pretty far gone, but it was...nice."
"Nice?"
"It's weird. I have never thought of Will in that way, but after last night..."
"Is he still here?"
"No, he left last night. We both agreed that we needed some time to clear our heads and figure out where we want to go from here." Francie suddenly sat up straight. "Is that your shower? Who's in your shower?"
"Vaughn."
"He stayed here? So did you two...?"
"No, he just slept here."
"Are you sure?" Francie asked slyly.
"All that happened was Vaughn's first lesson in make up removal."
"Wish I'd been there for that," Francie laughed. "Though I have to say that he did look awfully nice in black eyeliner."
"I know!" Sydney exclaimed. "Who would have thought it?"
"Yeah. Alice in Wonderland and a goth actually made a pretty cute couple."
"Shut up," Sydney grinned, secretly chuffed that Francie thought she and Vaughn were good together.
"So what have you two got planned for this weekend?"
"Emily has invited us around for lunch. I can't wait to see her, to see how she is doing."
"And you can't wait to intorduce that great guy in the shower to one of the most important people in your life." Francie pointed out.
"Maybe." Sydney smiled.
"Will your dad be there?" The smile from Sydney's face suddenly dropped. Emily had said she had invited a few family friends. Jack Bristow was a friend. He would probably be there, which meant...
"Oh no. Vaughn is going to have to meet my dad."