Title: A Not So Simple Life
Author: Chickiee-Dee
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias or its characters.
Summary: Sequel to The Simple Life. AU. No SD-6 or CIA. Sydney and Vaughn are married. S/V. E/A.
Authors Notes: I'm sorry. begs please forgive me. I had an idea for this, but I forgot to write it. I'm gonna try and write the next chapter within the next week, but I was working on Best Decision (sequel to Unexpected Consequences) cos I promised it like six weeks ago and I hadn't gotten round to writing it. I will do my best to update Three Little Words and Summer Lovin (and for all u McLeod's Daughters fans, All Grown Up) again soon. I have a long weekend coming up but I have to help move the horses on the weekend and I think I've got some otha stuff to do, but I will so try to get some writing done. Before I get up to the chapter, I have this crazy story to tell, on Saturday me and a couple of friends went mountain biking along Miners Track and we were at the river getting ready to leave and I slipped and fell in. I landed on a rock and my knee, man I swear I couldn't bend it, so they went to find mobile phone reception and two hours later I got bored so I started hobbling up this steep hill, dragging a bike, with me. talk about annoying. Anyway, I've babbled on, so here is the next chapter. Like it, hate it, whatever but please tell me what u think.
Chapter 6
The next week passed without incident. Arnold left, much to Sydney's delight and life in the Vaughn household returned to normal. Michael was in the middle of his trial and more often than not came home completely exhausted. Michael and Sydney were lying on the couch one evening when he interrupted her thoughts, "Hey Syd,"
"Yeah" she said, looking up at him.
"You never told me why you were so pissed off with McCabe."
"Yeah I did" she replied, trying to get out of telling him.
"No babe, you didn't, you said that you would but you tore my clothes off before I had a chance to find out."
"You don't want me to tear your clothes off anymore?" Sydney asked, a hint of humour in her voice.
"No sweetie, don't get me wrong, I want you to tear my clothes off, I just want to know why you were pissed off."
"You want me to rip your clothes off, huh" she stated, as she began to unbutton his shirt and kiss his chest.
"No, you ain't getting away with it that easy. Please tell me sweetie, I really wanna know." Sydney looked into his eyes and saw the concern in them,
"Ok" she relented, "basically, I told Arnold that I was flattered that he was interested, but that I was married and in love with you. Anyway, he got all upset and ran off crying" Michael laughed. "You made him cry Syd."
"Yeah, and apparently McCabe found him and found out that I was the one who'd made him upset. She told me that if I tried anything like that again, that I wouldn't have a job."
"Oh Syd, I'm sorry, I know how much that job means to you. If I'd known…"
"Its ok, I'll get over it. I get time off in a few months. Now that I've told you, can I resume removing your clothes?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with desire as she pushed his shirt off his shoulders, "Here let me help you with that" Michael replied, lifting her shirt over her head. Sydney leaned down and kissed him softly, Michael responded and picked her up, carrying her into their bedroom and closing the door.
They were woken the next morning by a loud thud. Madeline, who had grown tired of being ignored, had attempted to climb out of her cot and fell onto the floor. Sydney and Michael hastily threw some clothes on and rushed into Madeline's room, where they found her crying loudly on the floor. Michael was the first to reach her, and carefully picked her up in an effort to calm her screams. "Shh, its ok sweetie, show daddy where it hurts." Madeline, who didn't really understand what he was saying, pointed to her head anyway. As she lifted her arm, Sydney noticed an angry bruise forming on her elbow. While Michael kissed Madeline's head better, Sydney inspected her daughter for further injury, finding no indications of broken bones, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Only a few bruises, she should be fine." Michael nodded and continued to rub Madeline's head soothingly "Its ok sweetie, your ok." Madeline's screams had dulled to almost nothing except the occasional sniffle. "I don't think she should go to day-care today Syd."
"I agree, but who's gonna stay and watch her." Michael frowned,
"I can't, I'm due in court in a couple of hours, do you think you could get the day off work?"
"Yeah, I'll look after her." Michael nodded,
"I better get ready for court."
"Yeah, I'll take her," he handed Madeline to Sydney carefully and the little girl went willingly into her mothers arms.
By the time Michael arrived home from work, Madeline was feeling better. She had a couple of bruises, but otherwise she was fine. When he came into the house he dumped his briefcase on the table. "Honey's I'm home" he called. Sydney yelled in response and Michael went up to the bathroom, where he found Madeline and Sydney in the bath, playing with a rubber duck. "Hey" Michael said, leaning down to kiss both of their heads. Madeline looked up at her father "duck" she said proudly showing Michael her yellow toy. "Yeah duck" he replied.
"She can get out now, the waters getting cold" Sydney told him. Michael leaned over and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around the now standing Madeline. As he hugged his daughter Michael looked over and saw the small bump that was forming on Sydney's stomach, "Well, well, is that what I think it is?" he asked, motioning to her stomach. Sydney nodded proudly, "Yep." Madeline turned and pointed at Sydney's stomach too, "Baby" she said. Michael smiled at his daughter,
"Is that the baby?" he asked her. Madeline nodded and replied with an enthusiastic 'yep.' While Michael dried and dressed Maddy, Sydney got out of the bath and dressed herself. "Dinners in the oven."
"Ok, well should we eat and then put this terror into bed."
"Yeah, she's hardly slept all day. One big ball of energy, that's what Madeline is" Sydney replied.
Half an hour later they sat down to eat dinner and Madeline was put to bed shortly after. Once Maddy was sleeping, Sydney and Michael were working at the table while the TV blared in the background. All of a sudden a smile crept across Sydney's face and her eyes lit up, "What sweetie?" Michael asked.
"The baby's kicking." He stood up and went over to where she was sitting, resting his hand over the bump, that was now evident, in her tiny frame. Michael kept his hand there until it stopped, then he leaned over to kiss Sydney. She deepened the kiss and snaked her arm around his neck, pulling her closer. Suddenly she pushed him backwards and they separated, Sydney grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom.
Sydney returned to work the next day and they fell back into their regular routine. They'd get up in the morning, sydney would get ready for work and then dress and feed Madeline, while Michael got himself ready, then Michael would take Madeline into day care and sydney would go to school. They'd work all day, Sydney would pick up Maddy and then come home and cook tea.
This day was just like any other, Michael had left with Madeline and Sydney was in her car, on the way to St Mary's. Sydney had just started teaching her first class of the day when she was interrupted. Two uniformed Policemen walked into the classroom. "Sydney Vaughn?" one of the asked.
"Yes, what seems to be the problem?"
"Mrs Vaughn, I think it would be better if we spoke in private."
"Of course. Class excuse me a moment." One of the officers motioned to the door and Sydney followed them out, shutting the door behind them. Once they were in the hall Sydney looked at them expectantly, "What can I help you with officers?"
"Mrs Vaughn, I'm afraid there's been an accident…"
A/N: I'm gonna be evil and leave it there. The next chapter will be up soon. I promise. Please tell me what you think, was it good, bad, absolute crap? Review and let me know. LOL Alyce :D