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Score!!!!!!!
Home to Stay
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Michael_Vartan_Rocks
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YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSs 
mbellsdiva
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He just had to include the proposal in a bet. He was right, she didn't even let him actually ask before she said "Yes".
They should keep their engagement a secret for a while. They need to figure out their living arrangements and how to deal with the press and paparazzi.
vaughn4eva24
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oooooooooo they got engaged!!!!
mnkdance963
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YAY THEY'RE ENGAGED!!!!!
aliasisthebest
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I loved it so good more soon please!!!
Addicted 2 Alias
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omg YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
soooo cute!!
soooo cute!!
fire*N*ice
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gotta love syd n vaughn
kittykatsmeow
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YAY!!!!
SkyGirl5
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hehe i'm such a dork. Check out my interview you guys: http://allalias.com/forums/index.php?showt...p;#entry1664777
Chapter 33
After spending the next twenty hours barely able to keep their hands off one another, Sydney and Michael sadly separated for him to return to work. Michael immediately had to buckle down for the home stretch of his movie filming, which was always the hardest. Though this time, it wasn’t as hard because he was really enjoying getting to watch Rain get killed over and over and over again, only because it was fake and she really annoyed him, of course.
After filming in New York was wrapped, Michael returned to LA to finish filming the few scenes that were left and then to re-shoot some scenes because, for some reason he didn’t understand, the writer felt the need to rewrite some of them. Because of the tight schedule, Michael was unable to visit Sydney again during the New York to LA transition. This meant that she was going two weeks and counting without seeing him.
During this time, Sydney was practically driving herself crazy with the million thoughts that were running through her head. She and Michael were engaged, something she was definitely happy about, but yet, at the same time, raised so many issues. Where were they going to live? Would they have two houses, one in LA and one in Virginia? Would Michael continue to make movies and film them all over the world? If he did this, it would mean that Sydney would only able to see him every few weeks, if that. Could she really handle that? And, if he did that, how long would he continue to do that?
Finally, she had driven herself so crazy she couldn’t stand it any longer; she had to talk to someone. Seeing this as an opportunity to visit her sister in Philadelphia (something she hadn’t done yet due to her busy Michael-visiting schedule), she drove up to see her on a Saturday morning, the first weekend in August.
“Jeez! I was beginning to think you’d forgotten that you didn’t even have a sister!” Nadia greeted her.
“I’m sorry,” Sydney groaned. “I’ve just been so busy…”
“…having sex with the hot movie star; it’s okay, I understand,” Nadia finished for her with a casual wave of her hand.
“NA-DI-AAAAAAA,” Sydney groaned. She laughed and invited her inside. “I need to talk to someone,” Sydney said with a slight whimper.
“Oh no, don’t tell me you did something moronic like break up with the rich, hot person? Jesus Syd, when are you going to wake up and realize that you need to marry him on the spot so he doesn’t get away!” Nadia insisted.
“Stoooop,” she whined, half-laughing. “I’m trying to be serious here. I don’t know what to do… I mean…,” she sighed and briefed her sister about her trip to visit Michael on set (sans some more graphic details like the ones about Michael with his hands on Rain’s chest).
“I don’t know what to do,” she finished. “I mean, he seems so happy doing that and I’m glad, really, I am, but…I don’t know if I can live only seeing him once a month.”
“You’re not seeing him only once a month,” Nadia pointed out. “It’s not like he’s making movies year round. He has big gaps of time where he sits on the couch and does nothing.”
“Exactly my point!” Sydney exclaimed loudly.
“I thought your point was missing him…”
“Well, yes and no – my point is the inconsistency. For one month he’s around constantly, but then the next he’s not there at all. You know me - I live for my schedules. I need stability. I just… I dunno,” she said sadly, looking down at her hands.
“Sydney Anne Bristow you cannot break up with this man. If you do, I swear to god I’ll kill you,” Nadia told her seriously.
“I don’t want to break up with him, Nad… I love him. I… we’re engaged, alright?” she admitted finally. In a way, that made her feel slightly better; like a tiny bit of the weight on her shoulders had been lifted off.
Nadia squealed. “Oh my god, lemme see the ring!”
“It’s at home. He proposed two weeks ago but I’m not telling anyone because Dad’s going to freak so please don’t tell,” Sydney begged.
“Lips are sealed. What’s the ring look like? Diamond? How many carats?”
Sydney cringed slightly, “Two and a half.”
“felgercarb! I bet you can see that from space!” Nadia laughed, clapping her hands together. “Damn… I need to get myself a movie star husband like that…. You think Michael can introduce me to anyone?”
“Nadia, you don’t want to live out in Hollywood,” Sydney told her.
“The hell I don’t. I wanna be rich like you. Besides, I hate my job,” she grimaced.
“Why?”
“Why don’t I hate it?! It’s long, repetitive and mind numbingly want to rip out your own finger nails just for entertainment BORING,” she sighed.
“Really? I never would have guessed that about working in a museum….”
Nadia gave her a look. “Not funny. I thought it was going to be interesting!”
“So what are ya gonna do?” Sydney asked.
“Marry a rich old guy and wait for him to die?” she suggested. Sydney burst out laughing before smacking her sister lightly. “I dunno what I’m gonna do… stick it out for a bit longer I guess… until I start fantasizing about killing myself with one of those little tools in my office.”
“Little tools?” Sydney asked, confused.
“Yeah… some ancient dug up felgercarb that I’m not supposed to touch or something… I don’t really pay any attention to it,” she said with a wave of her hand. Sydney rolled her eyes and shook her head.
~*~
Two days later, Sydney was pushing her shopping cart through the supermarket, absentmindedly thinking about something going on at her work when Michael’s name being said nearby jolted her from her thoughts.
“…that Michael Vaughn is engaged. Pity, he was going to marry me,” a blonde girl, who appeared to be around twenty-years-old, sighed to her red haired friend as the two of them perused a tabloid.
“Ha! In your dreams. Besides, he might not even be engaged for read this is In-Touch, it’s a tabloid,” the red haired girl said.
Ignoring the rest of their mindless conversation, Sydney walked over to the nearby magazine rack and picked up an issue of In-Touch, searching for whatever article those girls were talking about. She flipped to the proper page and found that the magazine claimed that Michael was now engaged to Rain. When Sydney read this, she laughed so loudly that a few people standing near by gave her curious glances.
She shook her head as she walked away, cursing herself for being worried over nothing. Yet, it did raise an interesting point. Suffering through Michael being away filming a movie for a few months at a time was one thing, but constantly putting up with tabloid trash was quite another. If Michael and she bought a house in Virginia, the paparazzi were bound to find it eventually and even if they moved to LA they’d obviously be caught. What if they had children? Would they have to fight to keep them safe from a prying camera lens?
These worries consumed her thoughts for the remainder of that evening. The more she thought about it, the more that one thing became clear: she had to talk to Michael, only, she wasn’t quite sure what her reaction would be if he told her he had no plans of quitting acting ever.
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Chapter 33
After spending the next twenty hours barely able to keep their hands off one another, Sydney and Michael sadly separated for him to return to work. Michael immediately had to buckle down for the home stretch of his movie filming, which was always the hardest. Though this time, it wasn’t as hard because he was really enjoying getting to watch Rain get killed over and over and over again, only because it was fake and she really annoyed him, of course.
After filming in New York was wrapped, Michael returned to LA to finish filming the few scenes that were left and then to re-shoot some scenes because, for some reason he didn’t understand, the writer felt the need to rewrite some of them. Because of the tight schedule, Michael was unable to visit Sydney again during the New York to LA transition. This meant that she was going two weeks and counting without seeing him.
During this time, Sydney was practically driving herself crazy with the million thoughts that were running through her head. She and Michael were engaged, something she was definitely happy about, but yet, at the same time, raised so many issues. Where were they going to live? Would they have two houses, one in LA and one in Virginia? Would Michael continue to make movies and film them all over the world? If he did this, it would mean that Sydney would only able to see him every few weeks, if that. Could she really handle that? And, if he did that, how long would he continue to do that?
Finally, she had driven herself so crazy she couldn’t stand it any longer; she had to talk to someone. Seeing this as an opportunity to visit her sister in Philadelphia (something she hadn’t done yet due to her busy Michael-visiting schedule), she drove up to see her on a Saturday morning, the first weekend in August.
“Jeez! I was beginning to think you’d forgotten that you didn’t even have a sister!” Nadia greeted her.
“I’m sorry,” Sydney groaned. “I’ve just been so busy…”
“…having sex with the hot movie star; it’s okay, I understand,” Nadia finished for her with a casual wave of her hand.
“NA-DI-AAAAAAA,” Sydney groaned. She laughed and invited her inside. “I need to talk to someone,” Sydney said with a slight whimper.
“Oh no, don’t tell me you did something moronic like break up with the rich, hot person? Jesus Syd, when are you going to wake up and realize that you need to marry him on the spot so he doesn’t get away!” Nadia insisted.
“Stoooop,” she whined, half-laughing. “I’m trying to be serious here. I don’t know what to do… I mean…,” she sighed and briefed her sister about her trip to visit Michael on set (sans some more graphic details like the ones about Michael with his hands on Rain’s chest).
“I don’t know what to do,” she finished. “I mean, he seems so happy doing that and I’m glad, really, I am, but…I don’t know if I can live only seeing him once a month.”
“You’re not seeing him only once a month,” Nadia pointed out. “It’s not like he’s making movies year round. He has big gaps of time where he sits on the couch and does nothing.”
“Exactly my point!” Sydney exclaimed loudly.
“I thought your point was missing him…”
“Well, yes and no – my point is the inconsistency. For one month he’s around constantly, but then the next he’s not there at all. You know me - I live for my schedules. I need stability. I just… I dunno,” she said sadly, looking down at her hands.
“Sydney Anne Bristow you cannot break up with this man. If you do, I swear to god I’ll kill you,” Nadia told her seriously.
“I don’t want to break up with him, Nad… I love him. I… we’re engaged, alright?” she admitted finally. In a way, that made her feel slightly better; like a tiny bit of the weight on her shoulders had been lifted off.
Nadia squealed. “Oh my god, lemme see the ring!”
“It’s at home. He proposed two weeks ago but I’m not telling anyone because Dad’s going to freak so please don’t tell,” Sydney begged.
“Lips are sealed. What’s the ring look like? Diamond? How many carats?”
Sydney cringed slightly, “Two and a half.”
“felgercarb! I bet you can see that from space!” Nadia laughed, clapping her hands together. “Damn… I need to get myself a movie star husband like that…. You think Michael can introduce me to anyone?”
“Nadia, you don’t want to live out in Hollywood,” Sydney told her.
“The hell I don’t. I wanna be rich like you. Besides, I hate my job,” she grimaced.
“Why?”
“Why don’t I hate it?! It’s long, repetitive and mind numbingly want to rip out your own finger nails just for entertainment BORING,” she sighed.
“Really? I never would have guessed that about working in a museum….”
Nadia gave her a look. “Not funny. I thought it was going to be interesting!”
“So what are ya gonna do?” Sydney asked.
“Marry a rich old guy and wait for him to die?” she suggested. Sydney burst out laughing before smacking her sister lightly. “I dunno what I’m gonna do… stick it out for a bit longer I guess… until I start fantasizing about killing myself with one of those little tools in my office.”
“Little tools?” Sydney asked, confused.
“Yeah… some ancient dug up felgercarb that I’m not supposed to touch or something… I don’t really pay any attention to it,” she said with a wave of her hand. Sydney rolled her eyes and shook her head.
~*~
Two days later, Sydney was pushing her shopping cart through the supermarket, absentmindedly thinking about something going on at her work when Michael’s name being said nearby jolted her from her thoughts.
“…that Michael Vaughn is engaged. Pity, he was going to marry me,” a blonde girl, who appeared to be around twenty-years-old, sighed to her red haired friend as the two of them perused a tabloid.
“Ha! In your dreams. Besides, he might not even be engaged for read this is In-Touch, it’s a tabloid,” the red haired girl said.
Ignoring the rest of their mindless conversation, Sydney walked over to the nearby magazine rack and picked up an issue of In-Touch, searching for whatever article those girls were talking about. She flipped to the proper page and found that the magazine claimed that Michael was now engaged to Rain. When Sydney read this, she laughed so loudly that a few people standing near by gave her curious glances.
She shook her head as she walked away, cursing herself for being worried over nothing. Yet, it did raise an interesting point. Suffering through Michael being away filming a movie for a few months at a time was one thing, but constantly putting up with tabloid trash was quite another. If Michael and she bought a house in Virginia, the paparazzi were bound to find it eventually and even if they moved to LA they’d obviously be caught. What if they had children? Would they have to fight to keep them safe from a prying camera lens?
These worries consumed her thoughts for the remainder of that evening. The more she thought about it, the more that one thing became clear: she had to talk to Michael, only, she wasn’t quite sure what her reaction would be if he told her he had no plans of quitting acting ever.
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Spydrummer06
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Poor Syd, she has to be freakin out over something. Michael will probably understand her fears though, he'll reassure her when he talks to her.
Great update
Great update
texasalias2004
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Poor Sydney! And Nadia wasn't much help at all. haha
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mightylittleone
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I love Nadia and I love how she's just going to marry a rich guy and wait for him to die! :lol:
Thanks for the terrific update!
sparklingrainbow
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awww they really need to talk through things...
aliasisthebest
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i loved it but syd go with the flow and stop worrying!!