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: Thanks for all the reviews. I wasn't going to update till after exams, I'm over studying and there was a kid from my school killed in a car accident on Thursday (28th) and writing is my way of dealing with it. A quick word about my smut challenge fic, the results of the challenge were posted a little while ago and my fic earned an honourable mention. I still have the link for it if anyone wants to read it, just let me know. I will respond to everyone when I post the next chapter…

Chapter 15

Later that afternoon two orderlies came into the room to transfer Michael down to another ward. Sydney was still sleeping, snuggled into his side, while Michael watched her sleeping contentedly. "Mr Vaughn?" one of them asked. Michael nodded. "We're going move you to another ward now." Again he nodded, and began to nudge Sydney, attempting to wake her up from her slumber. "Baby, you need to wake up now."

"Mmm," she mumbled in her sleep. Realising that she wasn't going to wake that easily, Michael tickled her side with his good hand and she instantly woke up. "Michael, what the hell?" She turned around and saw the orderlies standing there.

"We're going to transfer your husband now Mrs Vaughn."

"Ok," Sydney said, climbing off the bed, rubbing her aching back as she stretched. "Which ward is going to?"
"Eleven."

"I'll meet you down there in a few minutes." Michael looked at her puzzled. "I'm gonna call your parents and let them know where you are, and I've gotta tell Eric and Ange that I'm getting Maddy tonight."

"Ok, I'll see in a few then."

"Take your time Mrs Vaughn, we could be a while moving him." Sydney gave Michael a quick kiss before she walked out of the room, leaving Michael with the two orderlies.

Sydney went down to get a drink from the cafeteria before going out into the chilly air to make her phone calls. She called Bridgette and William first. "Hello?" Bridgette asked as she picked up the phone. "Bridgette, it's Sydney."

"How's Michael? Is something wrong?"

"No, he's awake and they're transferring him to another ward now."

"When did he wake up?"

"Two days ago, didn't you get my message?"
"No, we've been out of town, my brother is ill and we went to see him."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Michael's ok, isn't he?"

"The doctor said that he's doing good."

"I just wanted to let you know that he is going to be in Ward Eleven from now on."

"Ok, we'll come and see him tomorrow."

"I'll let him know."

"Take care Sydney and we'll see you tomorrow."

"I will. Bye Bridgette." Sydney ended the call, and took a sip from her drink before dialling Eric and Angela's number. Eric answered the phone, soundly slightly out of breath. "Hello."

"Hey Eric."

"Syd!" he said, still trying to catch his breath, "What's happening?"

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna pick Maddy up later."

"We can keep her longer if you want."

"No, it's ok. Michael told me I have to go home to sleep."

"Is he still in ICU?"

"No, they're transferring him now."

"Which ward?"

"Eleven. Why?"

"We can bring Maddy in to you if ya want."

"Nah, I'm gonna bring her in to see Michael tomorrow. He'll be more settled then."

"Ok, what time will you be here?"

"Six-ish I guess. I'll call you before I leave."

"Ok Syd, I'll see you then. bye."

"Bye Eric." Once she'd finished talking with Eric, Sydney finished her drink and went back into the hospital to see Michael.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for Michael Vaughn," Sydney said to the young woman who was working behind the desk. She looked through the pile of folders on her desk briefly, "Room seven."

"Thank you." Sydney into the communal room, spotting Michael's bed next to the window. "Hey baby," she called. Michael turned to face her, and a smile spread across his face, "Hey beautiful." Sydney went to sit down in the chair next to him, but he shuffled across a little so she could sit on the bed next to him. Syd climbed onto the bed and rested her head on his shoulder. "I love you."

"I love you too Syd."

"Your parents are coming in tomorrow."

"How are they?"

"They've been up to your Uncle's, he's not well."

"He's been sick for a while, cancer," Sydney nodded, "It must be getting worse."

"Eric said they're going to come in tomorrow. I think I interrupted something when I called but."

"What makes you think that?"

"The fact that he was really out of breath when he answered the phone."

"How do you know he hadn't been working out?"

"This is Eric we're talking about, besides, I know that Angela has this afternoon off work."

"I see, what time are you gonna pick up Maddy?"

"I told Eric about six. I'll bring her in tomorrow morning."

"I can't wait to see her. I miss her so much."

"I miss her too."

"I can't wait to get out of here." Sydney nodded and kissed him gently,

"I can't wait till you come home either, then you'll be able to massage my back."

"Is that all I'm good for?"

"Of course, you didn't think I kept you around for your looks did you?"

"Well, actually…"

"I'm kidding babe, I love you so much, there's no one else I'd rather spend the rest of my life with."

"Ditto."

"Awww, you're so sweet," Sydney said, kissing him again. They parted when someone cleared their throat, indicating their presence. "Hello, I'm Senior Constable Jones, and this is Constable Davis. We'd like to ask you a few questions about the accident, if that's possible."
"Of course," Michael replied, tensing slightly.

"Ok, Mr Vaughn in your own words can you tell us what happened?"

"I'd just dropped my daughter off at Day Care and I was going into the office. Um…" he paused, trying to recall what happened next, "I was going through the intersection, the car hit and I don't remember anything after that. I'm sorry."

"It's ok Mr Vaughn, we'll leave you to rest now."

"Is that all you're going to ask?" Sydney questioned the two officers as they turned to leave. "We may have a few questions at a later date, but that's all for now."

"What's going to happen to the other driver?"

"We're in the process of determining charges. He's still in hospital."

"Tell him he better hope that he goes to jail, because if he gets away with this," she motioned to Michael, "then I'll hunt him down myself." She started to cry, letting all her frustrations pour out, collapsing onto Michael's side. "Syd, baby, I'm ok, everything is going to be fine," he soothed, rubbing her back gently with his free hand, and pressing kisses into her hair. Sensing that their presence was no longer necessary, the two officers left. One of the other patients in the room called out, "Are you ok?"

"We'll be fine," Michael replied, before turning his attention back to his emotional wife, "Syd, you have to stop crying. Please." Her tears slowed somewhat and she lifted her head off his shoulder, "I'm sorry."

"You never have to be sorry, I can't imagine how hard this has been for you. I'm sorry that you have to go through this."

"Don't apologise, this isn't your fault. I don't blame you. I never could." They lay there in comfortable silence until Sydney looked at her watch, "Baby, I've gotta go and get Maddy. I'll see you tomorrow," she said as she stood up, "I love you."

"I love you too," he replied, giving her a quick kiss. Sydney squeezed his hand gently and turned to leave, "Syd wait," Michael called out. She turned around quickly,

"What?"

"C'mere." She obliged and went back over to the bed, a look of confusion on her face. Michael rubbed her round belly softly before giving it a quick kiss, "Night Squirt." Sydney chuckled and kissed his forehead, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye."

A/N: I'm gonna leave it there. I might have one more update before I leave for Melbourne at the end of the week, if not then, I'll post more once I'm home on the 14th. Thanks for reading and tell me what you thought. :lol: Alyce :D