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:blush: aww that chap was so sweet! i loved it and thanks for the pm. im still tryin to think bout wat sloane wouldnt want syd to remember.
 
wow!wow!wow!!! please! keep on posting! btw, thanx for the pm, I don't seem to find your story at fanfiction.net, so I'll wait for u to post the rest of the story here. GOOD WORK!
 
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Chapter 6



The next morning, Sydney woke up before Vaughn, who was sleeping on his back. From what she could remember before she disappeared, he had always slept on his side, but then again, he was probably trying to avoid lying on his arm. She loved knowing those little things about him. She just wished she could have those two years of her life back. She wanted so badly to remember what had happened to her. She wanted to remember their wedding, and Vaughn’s proposal. She wanted to know why she couldn’t remember in the first place. She got up from the bed, slipped on of Vaughn’s old shirts, and walked out of the Kitchen, deciding to make him breakfast. After she had gotten some eggs started, she felt a warm arm around her waist and a soft kiss on her neck.



“Hey gorgeous.”



“Mmmm. Morning. How’s the arm?”



“Hurts like hell,” he answered. “But, I’ll be ok.”



She turned around to kiss him. “Are you sure?”



He nodded. “So what are you making?”



She noticed the quick subject change, but decided to drop it.



“Just some eggs. Can’t make a big breakfast, because we have a meeting with Kendall and Marshall in an hour to discuss leads on the attempt, but I thought we could have eggs.”



“Sounds good.” Then a thought occurred to him. “Um, Syd? How did you know where all the cooking stuff was?”



“I don’t know. I guess it just came naturally.”



He nodded.



“How long did I live here, before we got married?” She asked.



“Um, you moved in the day you got out of the hospital. So, I’d say about 4 ½ months.”



“See? That must be why.”



“Moving day was fun. I wouldn’t let you move anything, because you had broken wrist, and had strict orders to take it easy. Of course, knowing you, I knew you wouldn’t, but Will and I did it.” He chuckled. “You were threatening to kick our asses all day. But I made it up to you later.” He said, winking at her.



She laughed. “I’ll bet you did. Come on, eat up. We have to go in an hour.”

******

An hour later and a half later, Vaughn and Sydney walked into the conference room.



“Well, It’s about time you two got here.” Eric said sarcastically.



“Yeah, we were afraid we would have to send a search party after you.” Will said.



“Oh, shut-up you two, Vaughn had a problem with his arm before we left the house.” Sydney said.



“Yeah, right, I’m sure that’s what it was.” Eric muttered.



Before they could reply, Kendall, Jack and Marshall walked in.



“Any leads?” Sydney asked almost immediately.



“Well good morning to you, too”



Sydney grinned. “Sorry dad. Good morning. Now, any leads?”



Jack rolled his eyes, then turned to Marshall.



“Um, hi everybody, Mr. and Mrs. Vaughn, I mean..”



“Marshall, You can call us Syd and Vaughn.” Vaughn interrupted.



“Um, ok. Vaughn, the ca….camera attached to the license plate to you’re car caught the license number of the other car.”



“Wait, what camera attached to the license plate?” Syd asked.



“They were installed about a year ago in all CIA issued cars, for instances like this.” Vaughn explained.



She nodded. “So what was the number?”



“Well, Mrs.—I mean Syd, It was slightly crunched up fro—from crashing into th-the back of you’re car.”



“MARSHALL! The number please.” Kendall said, exasperatedly.



“Um, Sorry.” He turned to the T.V. behind him, pressed a button, and a number came up on the screen.



“It was traced to a man in LA A Mr. Jason Kandry. He reported the car stolen 4 days ago.” Jack said.



“Dammit. So It’s a dead end?” Sydney asked.



“With the car, yes.”



“So, has anybody talked to Sark about this? Maybe he knows plans of Derevko…..” Suddenly she stopped.



“Syd?” Vaughn asked, leaning forward.



She fell off of her chair and to the floor, unconscious.

*****

“Sydney, we need you’re help.”



“I am not helping you with a damn thing.”



“Sydney, like it or not, this prophecy has everything to do with you.” Her mother said.



“I don’t care. Because I hope you don’t actually think that I am going to help you strapped to a chair.”



“Fine, Sydney.”



“Sydney, Sydney. Come on honey, wake up.” Vaughn whispered.



Her eyes flutters open to find her head in Vaughn’s lap.



“What happened?” she asked, sitting up. Bad idea. A wave of dizziness came over her, so she laid back in Vaughn’s lap.



“We were about to ask you the same thing.” Jack answered.



“I think I was remembering something.” She said.



“What was it?” Vaughn asked her.



“Can I have a glass of water?”



“Yeah, Syd, I’ll go get you some.” Eric said.



“Syd,” Vaughn asked tentatively.



“My mother was there. She was talking about the prophecy, and how it had something to do with me.”



“Did she tell you what?” Will asked. At that point, Eric walked in with a cup water.



“Thanks Eric. No, I refused to help her, then I woke up.”



“OK.” Jack said, then turning to Vaughn, “Maybe you should take her home. Can you drive one handed?” he asked referring to the broken arm.



“Yeah, I can.” Jack helped them both up.



“Alright, get some rest.” Then the group of people left, leaving Syd and Vaughn alone.



“Hey, are you ok?” Vaughn asked her.



She turned to him, with tears running down her cheeks.



“Oh, Syd, come here.” He said pulling her into his arms, and sitting down on a chair.



“I want to remember, Vaughn. I want to know what happened to me.”



“I know, but it’s going to take time. I’ll be with you every step of the way.”



She looked at him.



“Thank you,” and being careful of his arm, hugged him tightly. “I love you so much, You know that right?”



He smiled slightly. “Yeah, I know. And I love you, too. Come on, we need to get home and rest.”



TBC

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Another great chapter... and funny ( for example)-->
“Well, It’s about time you two got here.” Eric said sarcastically.



“Yeah, we were afraid we would have to send a search party after you.” Will said.
so weiss is not the only "fun-bird" in the CIA ;)
Thanks for the PM!
Please post more soon! :woot:
 
That was so sweet, and cute, and nice, and well, I could go on for hours. I really liked it. I like all you chapters, they are fantastic. I can't wait for more, and thanks for the pm! (y)

Love ya,

Lauren :angelic:
 
first of all, thanks for all the PMs! i know i haven't read this in a while, and i'm sorry, but let me tell you now, it was SO AWESOME

write more soon, please!
 
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