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Chapter 7

Vaughn's POV


I groaned as I opened my eyes slowly. A stab of pain bolted through my body. My surroundings started to become visible. I was lying in a bed and the more the room came into focus, I could see a person sitting in the corner.

It was then that my brain started fully functioning and I began to remember what had happened to me.

I was at Sydney's apartment, I wanted to talk to her, and she didn't want to talk to me. She slammed the door in my face and then came back to the door with a gun. Then after that I only felt pain, in my left shoulder.

I had to see Sydney, I had to talk to her, tell her everything.

"Sydney" I muttered.

"Michael, darling. Are you okay?" the person moved closer to me.

"Sydney?"

"No, Michael, silly man, it's me Lauren." The voice told me.

"Lauren?" I asked slightly confused.

"Yes, Lauren. Your wife"

I remembered who she was, "Lauren, what are you doing here, I have to see Sydney" I said very quickly.

"Michael, relax, love. You've been shot. You're in a hospital"

"Hospital?" I repeated, "But I was at Sydney's house and she, I mean, I was shot?"

"Yes, by that no good bitch, Sydney Bristow"

"Syd shot me?" I asked not believing her.

"Yes, she had the gun and everything"

"No, she didn't, she wouldn't"

"She did, Vaughn. Dixon has got her in custody" Lauren paused, "She's being charged for attempted murder"

Sydney's POV

Just what I needed, locked away in an interrogation cell. I mean what did I do? I didn't shoot Vaughn; I'd never do anything to hurt him. I love him. I have always loved him. Besides Danny, he was the only man I ever loved. But what difference did that make, nothing. I was locked in this cell, being charged for attempted murder, something I didn't even do. The door to the cell opened and Dixon walked in.

"Dixon," I started, "please you have to believe me, I didn't shoot him, and I, mean I wouldn't shoot Vaughn"

"Sydney, relax. I believe you, we have the bullet, it entered Vaughn from the back, not from where you standing"

"Really?"

"Yes"

"Then why am I in here, in custody?" I asked confused.

"Sydney there is something I need to tell you"

"What Dixon?"

"Lauren Reed is a Covernant operative, and is a joint leader of the American Cell."

"Are you serious? I knew she was a bitch, but" I paused, "Are you sure?"

"Yes" Dixon paused, "there is one more thing you should know'

"I'm listening and if it is anything like the last piece of news you told me, then I will be one of the happiness person in the world" I paused and then I though of Vaughn, "Does Vaughn know?"

"That's the thing Syd, for the last three years Vaughn has been in deep cover"

"What?"

"He has been deep cover finding out any possible information about Lauren's position in the Covernant and any information he could get on members and locations of offices"

I was dumbfounded. Vaughn was ordered to marry Lauren. He hadn't lied when he told me that he loved me. He wasn't in love with his wife. There was still a possibility that we could be together and have our happily ever after.

"So you mean that Vaughn doesn't love Lauren, it's all this mission"

"Yes"

"Okay so if you know that I didn't shoot Vaughn, why am I in custody?" I asked confused, again.

"well technically you're not in custody, you're just sitting in here"

"So does this mean I can leave?"

"If you want"

I stood up and headed for the door, "Ah Sydney"

I turned from the door, "Yes"

"I would suggest that you go home"

"But I need to see Vaughn"

"Miss Bristow as director I am ordering you that you will not go to the hospital to see Agent Vaughn"

"But, please Dixon"

"No Sydney, listen to me Lauren is there and she believes that you are being charged for attempted murder and in custody"

I sighed. "Please Dixon I have to see him"

It was Dixon's turn to sigh, "Fine, I'll call Ms. Reed and tell her we need her at the JTF as soon as possible"

I couldn't wipe the smile off my face, I hugged Dixon, "Thank you so much"

"Just wait for my call that will tell you that she has arrived here"

"Thank you, bye"

I exited the JTF, got into my car and drove to the hospital. I parked my car in the car park outside the hospital and waited for the phone call from Dixon.

The phone call came twenty minutes later, I jumped out the car and I went up to Vaughn's hospital room.

When I first saw him I was surprised to see him sitting up in the bed. I was expecting him to have tubes coming through his body, lying in the bed asleep, or worse.

He smiled when he saw me. "Syd" he muttered.

I went to his bed, grabbed his hand and cried into his chest, "Vaughn, I'm so sorry. I should have listened to you when you tried to talk to me, Vaughn, Michael, I'm an idiot, I love you Vaughn and I always have"

"Syd" he mumbled, "I love you too. Who told you?"

"Dixon"

He smiled, "I have been trying to tell you that since our night in Paris"

He kissed my head. "Shh Syd, it's all going to be fine" he said rubbing my back.

"I'm sorry I came at you with my gun, but you have to believe me Michael, I didn't shoot you"

"I know, Sydney, you need to relax and stop crying or you are going to start hyperventilating."

I smiled, and wiped away my tears, "Look at me, I must be a sight for sore eyes"

"You look beautiful as always," he kissed my eyes, "red puffy eyes and all"

"I love you Michael"

"I love you Sydney"

A/N-Yay! I'm so happy that this chapter is over. I have had a bit of trouble with writers block and I didn't quite know what to write. But now it should be easier. More soon. Keep reviewing. Bye.