Chapter 3
Tuesday
Vaughn's Office
The main reason why Vaughn had moved back was because he had been asked by Dixon to come back to the LA branch, so that he could work there part time rather than just quit the CIA altogether. It was going to be mostly paperwork now, but every once in a while, he would have a mission assigned to him. He was sitting in his office daydreaming about his upcoming date with Sydney, when he realized that he needed to call in reinforcements to give him all the help he needed. Just then, the phone rang and broke him out of his reverie.
"Hello?" Vaughn asked.
"Hey man, it's me. I heard you were back in town!"
Completely confused by who was on the other line he asked, "Um… me who?"
"Jeez buddy, you really should have kept in contact more. Not even recognizing the voice of your best friend. It's Weiss, duh."
"Eric! Hey man, what's up? I was just thinking about calling you actually."
"Let me guess… it's about Bristow, right?"
Vaughn was completely surprised by Eric's response. "Yeah, it's about Sydney. How did you know?"
On the other end, Eric smirked to himself. "Mike, whenever you think about calling me or talking to me, it's always about Sydney or you asking me to feed Donovan while you're away. I know that was a long time ago, but you still have that same tone in your voice when you talk about her."
"How did you know I was back in town though? I haven't seen or really spoken to you since your wedding. And for that, I'm really sorry for not keeping in contact more often."
"It's alright man. As for me knowing, Syd called me two days ago. She told me you were back in town, so I figured I would wait for you to call. But, seeing as how you never did, I figured I would call you. And when Sydney told me that you were taking her out on a date, I knew that you needed all the help that you can get," Weiss teased.
The two men talked on the phone for nearly forty-five minutes, trying to perfect Vaughn's date with Sydney.
"Only three days left…" Vaughn thought to himself as he picked up the phone to dial a number.
Friday Night 5:45
Vaughn's House
Vaughn had been sitting around on the couch, watching the Kings game when he heard the doorbell ring. He got up from the couch and opened the door. When he opened the door, he was surprised by who was there.
First, Weiss walked in the door, saying to Vaughn, "Man, what are you doing? You have a date with Syd in less than two hours."
"Hey Mike," said Will as he made his way past Vaughn.
And finally, Jack Bristow walked in the door. "Mr. Vaughn, I suggest that you go turn off the TV and get changed for your date with my daughter."
Vaughn's mouth hung wide open once he saw Jack breeze by him. "Ye... ye… yes, sir," he stammered. Never in a million years would Vaughn have guessed that the first time he saw Jack Bristow in ten years would be in the comforts of his own home.
A couple of minutes later, Vaughn reemerged from his bedroom door, buttoning up the top button of his shirt. "I feel like I'm on that show from a couple years back… queer eye for the straight guy, or something like that," he muttered under his breath.
"What did you say Mr. Vaughn?" Jack glared at him.
Looking at Vaughn's choice of clothes, Will spoke up. "Hey man, you're not really considering wearing that tonight, are you? I know I'm not exactly a fashion expert, but after being married to Francie for that long, I kind of know what women like to see guys wear."
He looked down at what he was wearing and saw that Will had a point. Vaughn was wearing a dull gray suit that looked like something Jack would wear to work. In an exasperated sigh, he said, "Fine. Do whatever you guys want. My closet is your closet."
"Ooh, this will be so much fun," Eric said in a high falsetto voice. Still with the very fake feminine voice, Eric pulled out a green shirt and held it up to Vaughn. "I'm sure this will absolutely match your eyes, you handsome dog you."
Rolling his eyes, Vaughn grabbed the shirt out of Weiss' hands and also grabbed the jacket and pants that were in Jack's hands. Once Vaughn walked out of his bedroom door, the three men looked at each other, knowing that they had accomplished what they had come to do.
"Mr. Vaughn, please walk me to the door," instructed Jack.
When they reached the door, Vaughn opened his mouth to say thanks, but was quickly cut off by Jack. "Let me make this clear to you Mr. Vaughn. If you hurt my daughter or my grandson in anyway, I will come after you." Then, Jack straightened up Vaughn's tie and smirked at him slightly. "Have a good time Mr. Vaughn."
Friday
Sydney's Work
Ever since Sydney found out that she was pregnant with Chris, she had decided to quit the CIA altogether. Instead, she got a job teaching high school English literature at the local high school, West Enloe High. It was during her fourth period class when someone knocked on the door.
A scrawny delivery kid came through the door carrying a bouquet of roses behind him. "Delivery for a Sydney Bristow."
"Ooooh… Ms. Bristow has a boyfriend," one of the jocks sitting in the back taunted.
Sydney pulled out the card that was stuck among the roses. It read, "Thinking of you. Can't wait to see you tonight. –V." She tried to suppress the big smile that was creeping up on her face, but she couldn't do it. "Only a couple of hours left," she thought. Sydney was in such a good mood that all of her remaining classes didn't get any assigned homework from her for the weekend.
A Couple of Hours Later
Sydney had picked up Chris from his school and was now at home trying to get his dinner started before she left. On top of that, she was running around the house trying to find clothes to wear for her date that night. To say that it was very hectic around the house would have been an understatement. The doorbell rang, but she was busy in the kitchen cooking Chris' dinner. "Chris, sweetie, could you answer the door for me?"
"Auntie Francie!" squealed Chris.
Just then, Sydney made her way out of the kitchen and to the front door to greet Francie. "You are a life saver! Do you think you could watch Chris and what I'm cooking for a couple of minutes while I go take a shower?"
"Go ahead, take your time. Chris and I will have our own fun while we wait for you to get ready. Seriously girl, you need to hurry up because Michael will be here in less than an hour and a half to pick you up."
As Sydney was walking away, Chris tugged on Francie's shirt to get her attention. "Auntie Francie, who is Michael and where is mommy going tonight?"
"Michael is a very, very nice man that's going to take your mommy out for dinner tonight."
"Oh, ok," he replied, content with her answer. He strolled of to his room to go play with his toys, until his Sydney came out of the shower.
A couple of minutes later, Sydney was looking through her whole wardrobe in her closet trying to pick out the perfect dress for her. She was pulling out dresses and tossing them onto her bed left and right.
"Syd, you really should calm down. It's going to be fine."
"Chris, can you come in here?" she called out.
He merrily walked into the room and plopped himself down on the edge of her bed. "Chris, honey, which dress do you think looks better on mommy? The black or red?" she inquired. She held up to dresses that were exactly the same except in color. They both were spaghetti-strapped type dresses that fell just a little bit above her knees.
"Mommy, I think you look pretty in anything you wear. But, I think you should go with the black dress," he said very sweetly.
"Thank you very much, my handsome prince," she said as she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. And with that, Sydney spent the next half hour perfecting her self.
While she was adding on the finishing touches to her makeup, the doorbell had rung. "It's show-time," she thought with a smile.
So, what'd you guys think? I would really love reviews to give me feedback winkwink ;-).