A/N: Hey everyone I really enjoy feed back so you know the drill
Previously on Alias (hehe)
"They are good agents quick. I am surprised you didn't notice Agent Vaughn's name, he's Bill Vaughn's kid."
"Yes actually I did, but relation does not mean they are anything like one another. Don't make the mistake of thinking just because he is his son you have another Agent like Bill."
"Jack… just give them a chance, well at least Bill's kid, I've spoken to him, he's smart. You'll like him!"
Jack heard the nervousness in Devlin's voice, he'd been an agent for most of his life he knew when something wasn't right.
"And the other agent, agent… Weiss, what about him?"
I could hear his voice stutter "Jack- he's... funny," Devlin quickly continued before Jack could protest "-and good at devising tactics, he'll be of useful, I promise you he is a good agent. Ok? You can give them any job to do and they'll do it you know how it's like to be fresh from training... eager to make a difference in the world. A far cry from the old jaded timers like us."
"Devlin you better be right about this, they have one chance, if they screw up once there gone. Goodnight." Jack closed his phone and went to grab some aspirin and head off for the night to try and think of a way to control his daughter, and preoccupy two hyper kids, who were bound to screw up if not given the most basic jobs possible.
The next morning
Vaughn's POV
I know my mom doesn't want me working for the CIA she's afraid the CIA will take her son away from her like it did her husband. She always said she will never completely lose my dad because he is in me, in my smile, my looks, even my forehead, in who I am. She understands that I am also like him in the need to serve my country, still that doesn't mean she doesn't worry about me, I am her son. No one will truly understand how I feel about my father because no one I know has lost a parent at such an early age or like I have. My mum will never be happy with me doing this and will always try and talk me out of it but it's what I want to do.
I remember reading in my fathers journals that he wrote about Jack Bristow; he was a good man, tough but for the right reasons. He expects results and working to the best of our abilities. I think I'll like working with him, hopefully. I wonder what he will start us off with, something exiting I hope.
I can't wait I Michael Vaughn will be helping to protect my country. No, no I know it isn't like that and why am I speaking to myself … oh I think my mum might be right I am going crazy. Already, that can't be a good sign!
Phone rings
Great! That's got to be Weiss. He'll shut me up.
"Hey Weiss"
"Vaughn it's our first day of saving the world"
"Weiss we aren't saving the world" I say in my usual exasperated voice I can hear him gasp down the phone at me "OK, yet!" I love doing this to Weiss now he'll get hyper and the sound is more than enough to tear my thoughts away from anything else. He's one of the best friends anyone could have, I don't think I could have handled the farm if he hadn't have been there.
"Yeah …and then we'll meet all the hot sectary chicks…and when people ask us what we do we can be all 'Oh we're spies for the CIA we save the world all the time' and they'll be all like 'Oh Weiss I love you, marry me,' and ill be like 'nah, not right now but maybe one day' and they'll be like 'can I hang around you?'" Listening to Weiss making a deep voice for him, and a squeaky slightly scary voice for the sectary is enough to make me completely forget about any first day jitters and laugh; I can always count on him for that.
"Hey dude, stop for a minute, take a breath, think about how you would react if a woman sounded like that." I listen for a minuet and hear him shudder down the phone at the thought. "I'll meet you at your house in 15, you better be ready we don't want to be late for our first day." I said in my serious tone, despite the fact it never works on Weiss.
"Ok general, def con two is affirmative, I'll be waiting!" he says in his best terminator voice. I just put the phone down knowing he is not going to be ready, maybe giving him a lift wasn't the best idea; then again I was drunk at the time.
When I arrived at Weiss's place it took him three minuets to open the door and when he did he was in a towel with not surprisingly a pop tart in his mouth. He held up his hand in the air and said what sounded what 'I know, I know'. Its now 9 minuets after that and Weiss is still in his room occasionally poking his head out and saying I am almost there I promise and then a crash coming from the room, I think he fell over.
"Eric, c'mon were gonna be late" how much did I drink that night! He may be a great friend but his time management sucks!
"Vaughn. Chill. I'll be out in a minute!"
I know what will hurry the little pazy up.
"Weiss you take longer that a chick." Oh and here comes the reply!
"Oh shut up! Sorry I can't just get out of bed and go to work and have like a zillion girls falling all over me, even with you have bed hair I might add." Oh god here he goes again, I hate when he does this! And I so don't have girls falling over me, I have as much trouble than anybody!
I can see him poke his head out of his room again; I know he can see my forehead all wrinkled with anger. And by the look in his eyes he can see he just made a big mistake, revenge can be sweet.
"Let's go Agent Weiss"
Langley
Jack's POV
"Agent Vaughn, Agent Weiss this is Agent Bristow." Develin says walking in to my office, followed by a slim man with ash blond hair Agent Vaughn, looking like his father as much as Sydney looks like Laura, followed by a tubbier less professional looking man older than Agent Vaughn, but in years not emotional state. I have been forced to wait so long for them; the data from bugs planted in the embassy came in. I put it away in its folder, looking up at the new Agents; they are going to take some work.
The agents must have heard about me as I could visibly see the fear in Agent Weiss' eyes, as he tries not to fidget behind Agent Vaughn. Agent Vaughn, however is a different matter, I must admit he gives out a certain amount of confidence but nowhere near arrogant like most new agents. He doesn't show any sign of breaking eye contact with me, at least he's got some guts, he isn't too intimidated by me. I think I might end up liking him.
"Thank you Devlin, I think I can handle everything from here." He looks a little doubtful and tries to get me to at least give them some slack for there tardiness, but Bill wouldn't allow it, so why should I. Reluctantly Devlin gives me a nod and when leaving the room from the reaction on Agent Weiss' face an encouraging look.
Syd's POV
I have finally been able to get into not only my dad's office which is enough of a chore he even has a separate alarm system for it, he's so untrusting. After going through his office I find it has to be in his safe, how melodramatic is it my dad has a safe in the wall, behind a painting for god's sake? Luckily it's a combination so easy to crack especially how he even has an old fashioned phone to go with his décor. My god I am not even a spy and I can get in it. When I find my mobile among the stacks of 'TOP SECRET' files (yeah right, national security is really safe if it's this easy to get to!) I turn it on to find have 1 voice mail message, it has to be Noah, he managed to get away when the cops came I don't blame him he knows I can take care of my self. I couldn't find him after my dad sent me to my room I went looking at al our usual haunts, no one had seen him which is weird but its Noah so not much of a shock really, considering how mysterious he is. I climbed back in my window at about 5am; my dad was none the wiser.
I dial my voice mail, I can't believe my dad didn't even cancel my phone I mean he's usually so through with things like this, he's always been naïve when in come to me probably thought it was safe. I hear Noahs voice and my face can't help but light up in a smile. "Syd it happened were signed n' were goin' on tour baby! Be at the club tonight I'll tell you about it, oh and encase I forgot to tell you, you looked so hot last night."
'Oh My God! Noah's been signed, this I so fantastic. Where going to go on tour together. I'm officially a groupie! And not just any groupie, the lead singers. Oh god dad. Noooooo, he'll never let me go. But I have to go, I don't care what he says, or does. I'm going. Plus it's not like he'll actually realise I'm gone he is never even home, probably take him a week or two, by which time I will be on the other side of America.'