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"AAGGHH!" Sydney's scream Sunday morning jolted Vaughn from his slumber.

"What? What is it?" he asked, frantically sitting up.

"Him." Sydney was pointing accusingly at Donovan, who was sitting on the end of the bed, his head cocked, looking at Sydney as if she was insane. "I woke and his face was about an inch from mine. It's bloody scary up close!"

Vaughn threw himself back down onto his pillow, his body racking with laughter.

"Michael!" Ohh, he was in trouble. "It's not funny! Why is Donovan inside anyway?"

"I got up for a drink earlier and he was just sitting at the back door, with this sad look on his face. I couldn't leave him outside."

"That dog has you wrapped around his paw." Sydney said as she lay back down.

"Oh, and you don't?" Vaughn replied teasingly, wrapping his arms around her. "Well, not your paw. Little finger maybe."

Sydney grinned. "You're wrapped around mine as much as I'm wrapped around yours."

"Well then." Vaughn's lips grazed her forehead. "I guess we make a good pair.

Sydney and Vaughn got out of bed just before lunchtime and headed straight to the lounge for some solid movie viewing. Vaughn, thinking that because it was his DVD collection it was safe for Sydney to choose, gave her the first pick.

He was unaware of the fact that a couple of weeks earlier Sydney had purchased a second copy of Dirty Dancing and added it to his collection.

"What the hell is that?" Vaughn exclaimed when the DVD menu appeared on the screen.

"Dirty Dancing," Sydney replied, avoiding his eye contact, knowing that if she looked at him she would start laughing.

"I know that. What is it doing on the TV? Do you carry it around with you or something?"

"No, this is your copy. You've had it for a couple of weeks."

"You put Dirty Dancing in my DVD collection?"

"Yeah," Sydney grinned as she pressed play.

"Are you insane? Do you have any idea what Weiss would do to me if he saw it?"

"Ssh," Sydney put a finger to her lips. "It's starting."

But there was no way Vaughn was going down without a fight. Snatching the remote from Sydney, he quickly pressed stop, before throwing himself on top of her.

"Vaughn!" Her eyes widened with surprise at his sudden action, as he pinned her down. "What is this?"

"We need to set some ground rules."

"And do you really think this is the most productive way to do it?" Sydney asked, lifting her head and placing her lips on Vaughn's neck. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of Sydney's touch. However, after a few seconds he suddenly shook his head.

"Uh, uh. Stop trying to distract to me," he said. "You, Miss Bristow, need to understand something."

"What?" Sydney grinned.

"That Dirty Dancing is forbidden in my house." Vaughn replied. "If that DVD is not gone by tomorrow then Weiss and I are going to play another game of Frisbee- with your own copy."

"No!" Sydney gasped, her eyes twinkling. "You wouldn't do that to my Johnny Castle!"

"Oh yes, I would." Vaughn shot back.

"Oh!" Sydney exclaimed dramatically. "You can't be the man I fell in love with. He would never commit such a heinous crime."

"Crime?" Vaughn burst out laughing; burying his face in Sydney's neck and Sydney couldn't help breaking into giggles as well. When their laughter had died down, Vaughn raised his head and Sydney ran a hand through his hair, before pulling him down for a long kiss.

She would rather Michael Vaughn to Johnny Castle any day.

Will and Francie sat on the couch in her and Sydney's apartment, each with a mug of coffee. They looked at each other with small smiles on their faces.

"So we're in total agreement on this?" Will asked.

"Yeah." Francie's smile grew wider. "Has that ever happened before?"

"Well on small things, like picking what to have for dinner." Will said, chuckling slightly. "But never on anything this big."

"We're not making a mistake are we? You're one hundred per cent sure that we should do this."

"Francie." Will clasped her hand. "This is the right decision. I mean, look at us. This is the happiest we've been for a long time."

Francie nodded as the two of them sat back in silence, drinking their coffees.

"Tell me something that I don't know about you." Vaughn said to Sydney later that night. They were sitting out on his front steps, waiting for the pizza they'd ordered for dinner to arrive. Donovan was laying at their feet, gnawing on one of the many toys Vaughn had brought him.

"Like what?" Sydney asked.

"Anything."

"Ok." Sydney paused. "You promise you won't laugh, because I'm about to put myself out there."

"I promise I won't laugh."

"I'm scared of E.T."

"You're scared of E.T.?" Vaughn repeated, a little surprised.

"Yeah. It totally freaks me out. That alien is one of the creepiest things I've ever seen." Sydney looked at Vaughn and saw a familiar twinkle in his eyes. "You promised you wouldn't laugh!"

"And I'm not!"

"Well, I think it's your turn now. Tell me something that I don't know about you."

"Hmm," Vaughn pondered for a few seconds. "When I was twelve I became a state chess champion."

"Really?" Sydney exclaimed and Vaughn nodded in confirmation. "You certainly were well-rounded weren't you."

"How do you mean?" Vaughn asked, pulling Sydney closer to him.

"Well you're intelligent, athletic, bilingual, a chess champion, amateur psychologist and a musical star. That's quite a resume."

Vaughn laughed lightly. "Well, when you put it that way…"

"What character did you play in The Little Shop of Horrors?" Sydney asked, lacing her finger through his.

"I was part of the chorus and the customer who comes into the shop when Audrey II is first put in the window."

"What about Weiss?"

Vaughn chuckled. "He was the drunk wino."

"He would have loved that."

"Yeah. He used to go on about being a method actor and that the director should supply him with real alcohol so he could get a 'feel' for the character."

Sydney cracked up. "I wish I had been there to see it."

"I'm sure that if you asked he would be more than happy to give a repeat performance."

"And open that can of worms?" Sydney said. "I don't think so. Besides, it's not only Weiss I want to see."

"Not going to happen."

Sydney grinned. "So if you were part of the chorus, did you have to dance?" Vaughn didn't reply, but the red flush that spread over his cheeks gave Sydney her answer. "Oooh, I am so borrowing that video off Weiss! I want to see you doing a Fred Astaire."

"Hey Syd, you know what?" Vaughn shot back. "I'm pretty sure I've got a video of E.T. around here somewhere."

The grin dropped off Sydney's face and she swallowed hard. Just thinking about that alien freaked her out. "Ok, I won't borrow the tape off Weiss- as long as you keep your copy of E.T. safely hidden away."

"I think that sounds like a fair deal." Vaughn replied, kissing the top of her head as the pizza delivery guy pulled up outside the house.

On Tuesday Sydney organised with Will for the two for them to go down to the basketball court for some shooting around. Sydney couldn't wait to get down there- she felt as if she hadn't touched a ball in ages.

"How come you didn't come down with Vaughn?" Will asked as the two of them headed across the park towards the court.

"Because I wanted to come with you, so we could catch up." Sydney replied. "It's been so long since we've had the chance for a one on one chat. In fact, I've kind of missed you. Does that sound weird?"

"I know exactly what you mean. Things have been kind of crazy these past months."

"Kind of? Will, they have been completely insane!" Sydney laughed. "Though things seem to have settled down now."

"I guess." Will said as they stepped onto the court.

After putting up a shot and rebounding it, Sydney turned to Will. "How are you and Francie going?"

"Things are fine Syd, but I have to tell you something."

"Ok. That sounds ominous. Is it bad news?"

"Maybe."

"Maybe?" How can you say maybe? It's either gotta be bad or good."

"Well, Francie and I think it's for the best."

"So, then tell me. Quit stalling- I want to play some basketball."

"Syd, Francie and I have decided to split up."