catfishally
Cadet
NOOO!!!!!!!!!
He can't be dead.
It was a mistake.
case of mistaken identity.
He can't be dead.
It was a mistake.
case of mistaken identity.
BrownEyedGirl
Cadet
oh my god! 
i t is weird . even though i already knew that he was dead it is still...oh my god!
i t is weird . even though i already knew that he was dead it is still...oh my god! undercover_spy
Cadet
OH wow this is great. Sorry I haven't replied ( i know i've said this in like ever fic but i'm going to say it again) I was on vacation for three weeks and coudn't reply. I'm not sure I'm on the PM list . If I'm not can I be please? Although it's sad it looks really good and I'm excited for the next chapter.
~Andrea
. If I'm not can I be please? Although it's sad it looks really good and I'm excited for the next chapter. ~Andrea
Addicted 2 Alias
Cadet
AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH TEARS!
Ohmygod thats like BEYOND sad
Ohmygod
thats like BEYOND sad 
syd_kicks_serious_ass
Angel, you've got wings baby
JANET!!! thats not fair! u know that? u big meany poo!
but..ooooo is she preggas??? OMG PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE?????
and hey, tehre's nothin wrong with coffee ice cream...anything coffee is good in my book!
UPDATE SOON!!!!!
aliasrocks515
Cadet
This is such a wonderful story. Can I be on the pm list?
SkyGirl5
Cadet
right this chap is where we get into the little... yeah you'll see
Chapter 5
Present Day
I can take no more tonight. Shakily, I push the boxes back underneath the bed, craw underneath the covers and turn off the light. I reach for his pillow and hug it tightly as I cry myself to sleep, missing my husband, the love of my life.
~
I awake in the middle of the night with my neck wrenched awkwardly between a pillow and my hand. I groan as I glance over at the clock; its 2 am. When I roll over onto my other side I’m convinced I catch a glimpse of someone else in that room. Immediately I freeze, my heart rate sky rockets and I break out into a cold sweat. I’m terrified of the dark and even more terrified of things moving in the dark. I’m paralyzed and trying to think rationally. It’s just my imagination, yes, nothing is there. Then it moves again.
Do I have any weapons in reach? No... But quickly I reach for the lamp and light floods the room. As I’m blinking rapidly to try to adjust to the sudden brightness I’m convinced that I will see nothing and that it was my imagination. But, I’m wrong.
“Michael...” I try to speak but I don’t make any noise at all. He’s standing there, but is he? He looks strange, almost like he has a glow. Maybe he’s a ghost... no that’s ridiculous... but... yes, I’m hallucinating, I must be hallucinating. I close my eyes for a few seconds and open them once more. Michael is still standing there, next to the window, looking at me. “Michael...” I try to speak again. This time a quiet noise comes out.
This figure, which I’m still not entirely convinced is real, walks forward and stops at the very edge of the bed. “Sydney.” It echoes all around the room like a distant whisper. Now I’m really freaking out.
“What.... I... wha-” I croak, still really not being able to comprehend this.
“Sydney is ok.” He says. Its Michael’s voice I know it. It’s clearer too, less distant.
“Michael? What?” I cry.
“Shh its ok.” He says as he sits down on the bed. It’s strange, I see him sit but, I can’t feel it. All the other times he sat down on the bed it rocked violently but now, it’s as if he’s floating. I want to reach out, touch him to see if he’s real or not but I doubt my heart could take it either way.
“Michael you left me.” I sob finally.
“I know. I’m sorry.” He says. “It wasn’t my choice.”
“What do you mean?” I ask. This is surely the most surreal moment of my life: I’m conversing with my dead husband.
“It was my time.” He says simply.
“But... what am I going to do without you?” I whimper. “I love you.”
“I love you too Sydney, I always will. And I’ll never leave you, I promise. I’ll be watching over you for always. No matter where you go, I’ll be there.” He says.
“What about us Michael?” I ask; he doesn’t answer, he just looks away.
“I should go.” He says.
“No, please, wait.” I beg. I crawl closer to him on the bed. “What’s it like?”
“What?”
“I don’t know.” I sigh and look down. I mean heaven but I don’t want to say it and sound stupid.
“It’s nothing without you.” He says. I look up at him and see that sparkle in his eyes that makes me smile for the first time in five days. I can’t help it; I have to try. Slowly I reach out my hand towards his face. I can see my hand touching his jaw but I can’t exactly feel it. It’s solid but its not.
“I miss you.” I choke out.
“I miss you too.” He says. I look down and see that he’s still wearing the same clothes as the last time I saw him. I smile softly as I trace my hand down his chest and feel his firm abs just like they always are. His hand comes up and brushes my cheek. This time it feels more real; its soft and warm and it brushes a few of my tears away.
I nuzzle my face down into his hand and kiss his palm before looking up to him. Suddenly, before I know what’s happening, his lips are on mine and I’m shedding my clothes faster than I thought was possible. It feels so real and yet, I’m still not entirely sure that’s possible.
~*~
I wake up the next morning with my head resting on Michael’s pillow just like when I went to sleep. The lamp is on, but the room is otherwise illuminated by sunlight flooding through the blinds. Slowly, I sit up. Its official, I’m more confused than I’ve ever been in my life. Either last night was real or that was one hell of a dream. I slide from the bed and stumble towards the shower, trying to push the activities of the previous night out of my mind for they will only cause more pain.
~*~
May 2001
“Syyyyyd.” Michael groans when I slid out of his arms. “Where are you going?”
“Shower.” I say.
“What time is it?” He asks sleepily.
“Eight.” I tell him.
“On a Saturday?”
“Now who’s lazy?” I laugh. He just grunts.
A few minutes later he joins me in the shower, grabs the shampoo and starts rubbing it into my scalp. “Have I mentioned that I love it when you do that?” I sigh.
“Only once or twice.” He says.
“Yes.” I sigh.
“So I was thinking.... we should pick a date for our wedding.”
“That anxious to marry me hmm?” I smile.
“Of course, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I was teasing.” I say.
“Oh.” He laughs. “So...”
“How about early September?” I smile.
“I like it.” He says.
“Me too.”
PMLIST
Chapter 5
Present Day
I can take no more tonight. Shakily, I push the boxes back underneath the bed, craw underneath the covers and turn off the light. I reach for his pillow and hug it tightly as I cry myself to sleep, missing my husband, the love of my life.
~
I awake in the middle of the night with my neck wrenched awkwardly between a pillow and my hand. I groan as I glance over at the clock; its 2 am. When I roll over onto my other side I’m convinced I catch a glimpse of someone else in that room. Immediately I freeze, my heart rate sky rockets and I break out into a cold sweat. I’m terrified of the dark and even more terrified of things moving in the dark. I’m paralyzed and trying to think rationally. It’s just my imagination, yes, nothing is there. Then it moves again.
Do I have any weapons in reach? No... But quickly I reach for the lamp and light floods the room. As I’m blinking rapidly to try to adjust to the sudden brightness I’m convinced that I will see nothing and that it was my imagination. But, I’m wrong.
“Michael...” I try to speak but I don’t make any noise at all. He’s standing there, but is he? He looks strange, almost like he has a glow. Maybe he’s a ghost... no that’s ridiculous... but... yes, I’m hallucinating, I must be hallucinating. I close my eyes for a few seconds and open them once more. Michael is still standing there, next to the window, looking at me. “Michael...” I try to speak again. This time a quiet noise comes out.
This figure, which I’m still not entirely convinced is real, walks forward and stops at the very edge of the bed. “Sydney.” It echoes all around the room like a distant whisper. Now I’m really freaking out.
“What.... I... wha-” I croak, still really not being able to comprehend this.
“Sydney is ok.” He says. Its Michael’s voice I know it. It’s clearer too, less distant.
“Michael? What?” I cry.
“Shh its ok.” He says as he sits down on the bed. It’s strange, I see him sit but, I can’t feel it. All the other times he sat down on the bed it rocked violently but now, it’s as if he’s floating. I want to reach out, touch him to see if he’s real or not but I doubt my heart could take it either way.
“Michael you left me.” I sob finally.
“I know. I’m sorry.” He says. “It wasn’t my choice.”
“What do you mean?” I ask. This is surely the most surreal moment of my life: I’m conversing with my dead husband.
“It was my time.” He says simply.
“But... what am I going to do without you?” I whimper. “I love you.”
“I love you too Sydney, I always will. And I’ll never leave you, I promise. I’ll be watching over you for always. No matter where you go, I’ll be there.” He says.
“What about us Michael?” I ask; he doesn’t answer, he just looks away.
“I should go.” He says.
“No, please, wait.” I beg. I crawl closer to him on the bed. “What’s it like?”
“What?”
“I don’t know.” I sigh and look down. I mean heaven but I don’t want to say it and sound stupid.
“It’s nothing without you.” He says. I look up at him and see that sparkle in his eyes that makes me smile for the first time in five days. I can’t help it; I have to try. Slowly I reach out my hand towards his face. I can see my hand touching his jaw but I can’t exactly feel it. It’s solid but its not.
“I miss you.” I choke out.
“I miss you too.” He says. I look down and see that he’s still wearing the same clothes as the last time I saw him. I smile softly as I trace my hand down his chest and feel his firm abs just like they always are. His hand comes up and brushes my cheek. This time it feels more real; its soft and warm and it brushes a few of my tears away.
I nuzzle my face down into his hand and kiss his palm before looking up to him. Suddenly, before I know what’s happening, his lips are on mine and I’m shedding my clothes faster than I thought was possible. It feels so real and yet, I’m still not entirely sure that’s possible.
~*~
I wake up the next morning with my head resting on Michael’s pillow just like when I went to sleep. The lamp is on, but the room is otherwise illuminated by sunlight flooding through the blinds. Slowly, I sit up. Its official, I’m more confused than I’ve ever been in my life. Either last night was real or that was one hell of a dream. I slide from the bed and stumble towards the shower, trying to push the activities of the previous night out of my mind for they will only cause more pain.
~*~
May 2001
“Syyyyyd.” Michael groans when I slid out of his arms. “Where are you going?”
“Shower.” I say.
“What time is it?” He asks sleepily.
“Eight.” I tell him.
“On a Saturday?”
“Now who’s lazy?” I laugh. He just grunts.
A few minutes later he joins me in the shower, grabs the shampoo and starts rubbing it into my scalp. “Have I mentioned that I love it when you do that?” I sigh.
“Only once or twice.” He says.
“Yes.” I sigh.
“So I was thinking.... we should pick a date for our wedding.”
“That anxious to marry me hmm?” I smile.
“Of course, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I was teasing.” I say.
“Oh.” He laughs. “So...”
“How about early September?” I smile.
“I like it.” He says.
“Me too.”
PMLIST
ALiAs*syd&vaughn*
broe4ever929
aprilsfool6
cinders
buckeyealum2000
SydneyVaughn47
superspy
PoketRockets11
ohiochic2010
texasalias2004
i love vaughny
KAliasGirl
Phoenixwannabe
SYD96
SydAPO05
gucci_94
aliasdancer007
mountaineer_girl
sydney_alias_vaughn
SpygirlAmy
syd26
Alwazabrat
Nancy O
Monstica
cupcake55
ChrisM
vaughnshoney
frangipani
mbellsdiva
Sydney L Bristow
Addicted 2 Alias
KAC
alizas
invisible
smartgirl2004
Angel
SydVaughn1001
deranged_girl
Wild_Child
freckles3706
emotionalrescue
aliasobsessed89
WindyStar47
agentmoose
Garner_Chick6
catfishally
Mountaineer4746
littlemissliketofight
sydney_alias_vaughn
BrownEyedGirl
syd_kicks_serious_ass
rileylovesalias
maddy28
Lor_Aliasfan47
batman
anji_alias
ReedCordial bandit
vaughnsgurl4lf
luckylass
ballerina
secretfriend220
meghanlyn85
undercover_spy
Action!Vaughn
secret_agent_angel
aliasrocks515
74Aliaschickita47
broe4ever929
aprilsfool6
cinders
buckeyealum2000
SydneyVaughn47
superspy
PoketRockets11
ohiochic2010
texasalias2004
i love vaughny
KAliasGirl
Phoenixwannabe
SYD96
SydAPO05
gucci_94
aliasdancer007
mountaineer_girl
sydney_alias_vaughn
SpygirlAmy
syd26
Alwazabrat
Nancy O
Monstica
cupcake55
ChrisM
vaughnshoney
frangipani
mbellsdiva
Sydney L Bristow
Addicted 2 Alias
KAC
alizas
invisible
smartgirl2004
Angel
SydVaughn1001
deranged_girl
Wild_Child
freckles3706
emotionalrescue
aliasobsessed89
WindyStar47
agentmoose
Garner_Chick6
catfishally
Mountaineer4746
littlemissliketofight
sydney_alias_vaughn
BrownEyedGirl
syd_kicks_serious_ass
rileylovesalias
maddy28
Lor_Aliasfan47
batman
anji_alias
ReedCordial bandit
vaughnsgurl4lf
luckylass
ballerina
secretfriend220
meghanlyn85
undercover_spy
Action!Vaughn
secret_agent_angel
aliasrocks515
74Aliaschickita47
frangipani
Cadet
that was so sad....when she dreamed of him again great update though hehe thanks for the pm
vaughnshoney
Cadet
Great update. Can't wait for more
Thanks for the PM
Thanks for the PM
aliasobsessed89
Cadet
Awwwwww
KAliasGirl
Cadet
sad but sweet
texasalias2004
Cadet
Great chapter.
texasalias
texasalias
SpygirlAmy
Cadet
aww that was a really great chap!
i am completely gripped by this story! its so sad though
thanks for the PM
update soon
i am completely gripped by this story! its so sad though
thanks for the PM
update soon
vaughnsgurl4lf
Cadet
ok just a little confused but i'm liking it!!!!!!!
