I Can't Imagine Chapter 7, an alias fanfic

[b]Chapter 7[/b]

Syd's POV

Have you ever felt so happy, and glad that everything in your life is going right and happy that you have that feeling? But you are so scared at the same time that you are going to lose it? That's how I feel, every day of my life. I love Vaughn. But because of our jobs, and our lives are going right now, I know something is going to go wrong sooner or later. I don't know what my life would be like without Vaughn. I feel bad saying this, but maybe Weiss is right. Maybe Danny had to die. Because Danny died, I met Vaughn, and I learned the truth about the people I was working for.

On the way home from the hospital we were in total silence. We silently listen to the radio. Half way home, my favorite song came on.

[I]I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me.
I still feel your touch in my dreams.
Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why.
Without you it's hard to survive.[/I]

"Oh I love this song!" Vaughn just looks over at me, and smiles. "I didn't know you like dongs like this." "Of coarse I do! It reminds me of us. This song describes me. What it feels like every time we touch, or kiss."

[I] Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss I swear I could fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.
Need you by my side.
Cause everytime we touch, I feel this static.
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky.
Can't you hear my heart beat so.
I can't let you go.
Want you in my life.[/I]

"It's always been like that. Since October 1, 2001, every time you touched me I could feel that little spark between us. And when you hug me, like when I first found out about my mother, it was like fireworks going off in me."

[I] Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky.
They wipe away tears that I cry.
The good and the bad times, we've been through them all.
You make me rise when I fall.[/I]

"Me too Sydney, me too."

When the song finished, Vaughn leaned over and in-twined our hands together. "I love you Syd. I can't wait to start my life with you."

"Neither can I."

We sat in silence the rest of the ride home, just enjoying each other's company. Ten minuets later something occurred to me. "Vaughn, are we going to my house or your house? Better yet, am I moving into your house, or are you moving into mine?" "Well, it already feels like we're living at your place, and plus I don't really have a place. It's more of an apartment. I'm renting right now. It didn't make any sense for me to buy a whole new place, cause I knew in my heart, we would be together soon." "Ya, your right. You want to move in this weekend?" "Woah, wait a minute! What if I have something planned for us this weekend?" "Do you?" "Well, I was planning on trying to go to Santa Barbara again. Do you think it's to soon?" "I have a better idea. How bout we get married there? And go to Paris or somewhere for our honeymoon?" "That perfect!" "And we can have the reception at La Superica." "I couldn't think of anything better." "Oh, I think you could. It's just that I thought of it before you." "Your right." "You know I am"

We finally arrived at my, "our" place. It just feels so normal. Saying "our" place. "Go ahead and get started. I'm going to take a shower and change." "Ok."

An hour later, I emerged from the bedroom to find a candle-lit dinner for two. I was in aw. "Vaughn, have I ever mentioned how much I love you?" "Yes. But go ahead, tell me again." I walked over to him and put one arm around his neck, while the other stroked his face. "I love you." He leaned in and captured my lips with his. Soon, our hands were traveling. The need for oxygen came and we separated. "Vaughn, as much as I would love to continue this, I'm hungry, and I don't think the food will be as good if it is reheated." "You're right." He said in a very sad tone as he backed away. "Maybe later." "OK!" I stifle a laugh. [I]He's like a little kid. You tell the child that if he behaves, we'll get ice cream later. Then their like putty in your hands.[/I]

Twenty minutes later, we were curled up on the couch together. I don't know why I started this conversation, but I was curious. "Tell me about your early missions with the CIA." He looked at me like I just went crazy. "What?" "I want to know how "Agent Vaughn" came to be." "We'll, for my most interesting assignment, I had to pretty much baby sit the daughter of Italy's president. It wasn't fun. See, there was speculation that someone was going to assassinate the president, and the CIA was afraid that they would go after family members. So, I was hired to over her. She was a spoiled brat. She took me everywhere with her. Clubs, dinner, shopping, she even took me to Victoria's Secret." "Aw, poor baby." "We'll I don't mind going with you. Anyway, we believed that the people that were going to kill her father was 'La Rappresaglia'. Well, turned out that my baby sittie was the head of this so called 'La Rappresaglia' and was going to kill her own father. To tell you the truth, I was actually falling for her. I was so dumb to. She was half my age, and I knew better. I swore to myself from that day on, that I would never fall for a woman on the job again. Never. But I made an exception, for you." I was about to cry. He made an exception, for me. Me. How many other girls were apart of his job since then? And I was an exception? This guy really does love me. But he wasn't done. "The other bad part of that job was that I was to dress up as a homeless man and survey a meet. My outfit STUNK! I had to take three showers just to get the smell out. We believed that the girl's bodyguard was going to be the one to kill her father. We heard that he was buying weapons from the black market. Turns out that he was buying them to protect the president. Well, whomever the guy was meeting with believed he was "La Rappresaglia" also. The woman he was meeting with started to torture him, but before she had a chance to get any information from him, she spotted me. I ran, and apparently she ran after me."

Something seemed to familiar with this mission he was telling me. I was on an assignment for SD-6 to find out about a group called "La Rappresaglia". But I didn't get any information for them because… "Oh My God!"

"What, what is it?!"

"Back in my early years at SD-6, I was on a mission to find out about "La Rappresaglia". I was posing as a merchant for the black market to sell someone whom we were led to believe was a member of "La Rappresaglia" I was just about to get the information from him when I spotted a homeless person watching us. So, I chased after him. Was the guy you were watching named Dominic?" "Ya, Oh. My. God."

"THAT WAS YOU?!?!?!?" We both screamed at the same time.

"So that's why my heart was doing flip-flops once I was at safe distance. I just saw you. Small world isn't it?"

"You're telling me!"

"I'm not lying, after I was at safe distance, I realized that my heart was about to come out of my chest, and not just cause that woman was chasing me. It was because she was the love of my life. That woman was you Sydney. You are my soul mate. We were meant for each other. That just proves it!"

"My heart was doing that to. Wow, I'm still shocked."

"Me too. Maybe when we go to work tomorrow, we can see about pulling those mission files and see if they were a match."

"They probably are, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to double check." Suddenly something came to me. I started to laugh. "What's so funny?" "I just remembered about what happened when I came back from that mission. See, Sloane wanted to learn about that group really badly. And when I handed him my report, and he read through it, he started swearing. Not at me though." I stopped to let out a laugh. "He said and I quote, "If ever find out who that homeless man was who infiltrated our meet, I will kill him with my bare hands!"" Vaughn's reaction was priceless. "Uh, maybe I shouldn't go into work tomorrow." "Vaughn, Sloane isn't the head of our division anymore, my father is." "That's right." "Even if Sloane still was, I'm sure he would just forget about it. We found out about them later. So its all in the past." "Good to know."

I tried to hide back my yawn, but Vaughn saw it. "You ready for bed?" "Ya, I guess I was more tired that I thought I was." "Well, let's get to bed." "Ok."

Vaughn stood up and reached down and offered his hand to me. I took it without question, and we headed to the bedroom for a peaceful night's sleep.