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OK! Here it is! Finally!! I'm sorry to keep you guys waiting!! Tell us what you think and if I screwed it up like I said I would!! lol!
Chapter 2: Flood
As he watched his daughter leave, he felt a pang of sadness. So much for moving on , he thinks to himself, shaking his head. He gets up off the couch and wanders to his bedroom. Taking a glance around, something glints from the sun and catches his eye. A simple metal band with a single stone on it. Closing his eyes briefly, he runs his fingers over the cool metal.
Memories hit him like a hammer. Painful and happy ones abound through his mind. His eyes pop open as he remembers the worst of them all. Tears threaten to spill as he fumbles to put the ring away. For an instant, he considers letting them fall. No, enough tears have been shed, he tells himself firmly.
He tries to keep the reverie from coming, but the gates open and all that has happened relives itself in his mind's eye.
****flash back to after S/V kiss****
"Syd," I breathed, pulling away from her. She looks up at me, almost embarrassed it seems.
She looks away, licking her lips, mumbling something about being sorry. I catch her chin and turn her to face me again, looking into her eyes. "Hey, don't be sorry," I tell her. "There's nothing to be sorry about."
She smiles for a second. "Vaughn, you're dating Alice. I don't want to ruin anything you and she have going. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go home, and take a nice, long, hot bath." With that she turns and walks away. My hear plummets when I realize she thinks I'm still with Alice. Damn Alice...why can't she just deal with reality
I start to jog after her, jumping over upturned chairs in my way. "Sydney!" I call after her, but it's too late, she's already exited the building, heading home. Frustrated, I throw my hands up in the air, cursing.
"The kiss couldn't have been that bad," I hear a voice say behind me. "I mean, from where I was standing, it looked like you two were in another world, your lips glued together!" I snort at this. Weiss, I think before turning around. "I'm serious man! I was expecting you two to be lip locked, literally!"
"The kiss was good," I tell him.
"So what's with her leaving? Don't tell me you already ruined the relationship before it started!" He joked.
"She thinks I'm still with Alice," I say tightly, shaking my head.
Weiss pretends to shudder. "See? I told you, you start dating her and it's gonna come back and bite you in the ass. But....I may have a solution," he tells me, grinning like an idiot.
I lift my eyebrows. "Okay, you've got my attention. What is it?" I ask. Weiss pretends to think it over and shrugs. "Com on Weiss," I warn him, "I'm not up for any of your games right now."
He puts his hands up in mock defeat. "Ok, ok. It just so happens that someone found a file on a Ms. Sydney Bristow here," he tells me.
"Yeah and?" I snap impatiently. They guy's a good friend, but he can really get on your nerves some times.
"Well....we have a file on her too...." I stare blankly at him, so he continues. "And in our file, it has her address in it..." I continue staring. "Oh my God, do I really have to spell it out for you?! Look in the SD-6 file for her address, get in your car, and go after her!!" He says, exasperated. He hands me her file." A light switches on in my head and I grab the file from him.
"Thanks Eric," I say, starting to leave.
"No problem," he replies, "but what are you going to say to her?"
"I'm not sure!" I call, climbing all over to get to the door.
"So you're just going to show up at her house without any planning? You're crazy!" I don't hear him. "CRAZY!" he shouts.
Jumping into my car, I turn it on and look at her address. I drive like mad to her house, going well over the speed limit.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~at her house~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What am I doing? I think to myself. I'm sitting outside her house and I'm not getting out. Come on, you can do this, I tell myself. Taking a deep breath, I get out of the car and walk up to her door. Hesitating, I knock. I hear someone coming, I prepare myself. The door swings open and I put on a full smile. It's Francie. She eyes me suspiciously. "Is Sydney home?" I ask.
"Who are you?" She asks right after, narrowing her eyes.
"I'm Michael Vaughn, I work with Syd." A look of recognition crosses her face, but it disappears.
"Oh, so YOU'RE Michael!" Let me go see if I can get Syd," she says, disappearing from view.
She comes back a few minutes later, "I'm sorry, Syd doesn't seem to be in the mood to talk with anyone," she says icily, glaring at me. (Syd told Francie he has a girlfriend, of course Francie gets all motherly and mad, LMAO!)
I sigh with frustration. "Look, please, I need to talk to her. There's been a huge misunderstanding," I try to explain.
"I don't think there's anything hard to understand. You have a girlfriend and that's that." Francie says coldly. "So if you'll just leave," she says pointedly, "that would be good."
"No, there is a lot misunderstood. I have no girlfriend, just some clingy ex- who just can't accept that. Please, let me explain to her," I plead.
"Are you serious? Why didn't you tell Syd earlier?" She asks excitedly.
"Well, I had tried to, but she wouldn't let me. So....could I talk with her?" I ask, flashing a quick smile.
"Yeah, yeah, let me go get her. Oh, come on in," she says, rushing down the hall. I hear words flying, but I can't make them out. Francie comes out looking all flustered. "She's dead set against coming out here, but...she never said anything about you going in there." Grinning devilishly, she grabs me by the arm and drags me down the hall.
I knock on the door. "Francie, I told you, I don't want to talk to him!" I hear her shout. I open the door and stick my head through, smiling sheepishly.
"Hey," I say. She looks up from her spot on the bed and sees me.
Bolting to sit upright, she swipes furiously at her face. "What do you want Vaughn?" She asks stonily.
"A chance to explain myself, Sydney," I tell her firmly.
"There's nothing to explain," she replies, not looking at me.
"Yes, there is," I press, "just give me a few minutes to explain myself. Please?"
She looks up. "Fine, three minutes, no longer. Go," she commands.
I take a deep breath. "First off, I am not dating Alice, we broke up a long time ago." She's about to interrupt, so I plow ahead. "I know what you're thinking, what about at the hospital? The truth is, Alice...she can't deal with the fact we broke up and that I don't love her, so she just makes up that we're still together. Secondly, there was something I wanted to ask you after that kiss, but I wasn't able to ask it earlier. So, may I ask you now?" I finish.
Her face had visibly softened as comprehension dawned on her. She smiles at me, "Yes, you may."
Sitting down beside her on the bed, I take her hand. "Sydney Bristow, for the longest time I have had the hugest crush on you, and due to certain...circumstances, I was unable to make that known. And I'm guessing it was obvious to you, or else you have been blind. Now that the Alliance is gone, I can actually look at you in public without having to worry about getting killed, and I can actually ask you out on a date," I say, starting to get a little nervous. "So, I was wondering if uh, you would do me the honor of going to dinner with me sometime," I finish.
For a minute she doesn't say anything. "Syd? Hello? Say something, this is sorta freaking me out here!" I worry.
She laughs softly. "I musta been so blind if you thought it was obvious. And here I was thinking that it was obvious to you how much I liked you," she says, looking me in the eye. "So, yes, I'd love to go to dinner with you. When?" I ask.
"How about, tomorrow night. I'm not going to say where, it's going to be a surprise," I tell her, grinning broadly.
About to protest, she opens her mouth, only to hear a squeal on the other side of the door. We look at each other. "Francie," we both say. She rolls her eyes. "Fine, but one way or another, I'm going to find out where we're going, She states.
I kiss her hand lightly and get up off the bed. "I ought to go. I have to get home and start on my little mission. I'll call you tomorrow, ok Syd?" I tell her.
She pretends to pout. "I see, so you ask me out and leave two seconds later? It's ok, really. I think you'd better go anyway, before Francie bombards you with questions!" She says, laughing.
About to leave through the front door, Francie grabs me. "I just wantd to let you know, you hurt her, and I will hurt you," she says solemnly. "Syd is my best friend, and I don't want to see her hurt again."
"I promise, I will never hurt her. I'd die before that happens." I tell her. She nods.
"Good, now I can go bother her about you! Bye Michael," she says, closing the door after I leave.
In my car, I let out a long sigh of relief. A smile crosses my face. Finally! I think to myself, pulling out of the driveway and going home.
Yeah, I started to get bored at the end, so if it's weird, just humor me, I didn't know how to stop it, and I couldn't think of any cliffhanger, LMAO!
Chapter 2: Flood
As he watched his daughter leave, he felt a pang of sadness. So much for moving on , he thinks to himself, shaking his head. He gets up off the couch and wanders to his bedroom. Taking a glance around, something glints from the sun and catches his eye. A simple metal band with a single stone on it. Closing his eyes briefly, he runs his fingers over the cool metal.
Memories hit him like a hammer. Painful and happy ones abound through his mind. His eyes pop open as he remembers the worst of them all. Tears threaten to spill as he fumbles to put the ring away. For an instant, he considers letting them fall. No, enough tears have been shed, he tells himself firmly.
He tries to keep the reverie from coming, but the gates open and all that has happened relives itself in his mind's eye.
****flash back to after S/V kiss****
"Syd," I breathed, pulling away from her. She looks up at me, almost embarrassed it seems.
She looks away, licking her lips, mumbling something about being sorry. I catch her chin and turn her to face me again, looking into her eyes. "Hey, don't be sorry," I tell her. "There's nothing to be sorry about."
She smiles for a second. "Vaughn, you're dating Alice. I don't want to ruin anything you and she have going. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go home, and take a nice, long, hot bath." With that she turns and walks away. My hear plummets when I realize she thinks I'm still with Alice. Damn Alice...why can't she just deal with reality
I start to jog after her, jumping over upturned chairs in my way. "Sydney!" I call after her, but it's too late, she's already exited the building, heading home. Frustrated, I throw my hands up in the air, cursing.
"The kiss couldn't have been that bad," I hear a voice say behind me. "I mean, from where I was standing, it looked like you two were in another world, your lips glued together!" I snort at this. Weiss, I think before turning around. "I'm serious man! I was expecting you two to be lip locked, literally!"
"The kiss was good," I tell him.
"So what's with her leaving? Don't tell me you already ruined the relationship before it started!" He joked.
"She thinks I'm still with Alice," I say tightly, shaking my head.
Weiss pretends to shudder. "See? I told you, you start dating her and it's gonna come back and bite you in the ass. But....I may have a solution," he tells me, grinning like an idiot.
I lift my eyebrows. "Okay, you've got my attention. What is it?" I ask. Weiss pretends to think it over and shrugs. "Com on Weiss," I warn him, "I'm not up for any of your games right now."
He puts his hands up in mock defeat. "Ok, ok. It just so happens that someone found a file on a Ms. Sydney Bristow here," he tells me.
"Yeah and?" I snap impatiently. They guy's a good friend, but he can really get on your nerves some times.
"Well....we have a file on her too...." I stare blankly at him, so he continues. "And in our file, it has her address in it..." I continue staring. "Oh my God, do I really have to spell it out for you?! Look in the SD-6 file for her address, get in your car, and go after her!!" He says, exasperated. He hands me her file." A light switches on in my head and I grab the file from him.
"Thanks Eric," I say, starting to leave.
"No problem," he replies, "but what are you going to say to her?"
"I'm not sure!" I call, climbing all over to get to the door.
"So you're just going to show up at her house without any planning? You're crazy!" I don't hear him. "CRAZY!" he shouts.
Jumping into my car, I turn it on and look at her address. I drive like mad to her house, going well over the speed limit.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~at her house~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What am I doing? I think to myself. I'm sitting outside her house and I'm not getting out. Come on, you can do this, I tell myself. Taking a deep breath, I get out of the car and walk up to her door. Hesitating, I knock. I hear someone coming, I prepare myself. The door swings open and I put on a full smile. It's Francie. She eyes me suspiciously. "Is Sydney home?" I ask.
"Who are you?" She asks right after, narrowing her eyes.
"I'm Michael Vaughn, I work with Syd." A look of recognition crosses her face, but it disappears.
"Oh, so YOU'RE Michael!" Let me go see if I can get Syd," she says, disappearing from view.
She comes back a few minutes later, "I'm sorry, Syd doesn't seem to be in the mood to talk with anyone," she says icily, glaring at me. (Syd told Francie he has a girlfriend, of course Francie gets all motherly and mad, LMAO!)
I sigh with frustration. "Look, please, I need to talk to her. There's been a huge misunderstanding," I try to explain.
"I don't think there's anything hard to understand. You have a girlfriend and that's that." Francie says coldly. "So if you'll just leave," she says pointedly, "that would be good."
"No, there is a lot misunderstood. I have no girlfriend, just some clingy ex- who just can't accept that. Please, let me explain to her," I plead.
"Are you serious? Why didn't you tell Syd earlier?" She asks excitedly.
"Well, I had tried to, but she wouldn't let me. So....could I talk with her?" I ask, flashing a quick smile.
"Yeah, yeah, let me go get her. Oh, come on in," she says, rushing down the hall. I hear words flying, but I can't make them out. Francie comes out looking all flustered. "She's dead set against coming out here, but...she never said anything about you going in there." Grinning devilishly, she grabs me by the arm and drags me down the hall.
I knock on the door. "Francie, I told you, I don't want to talk to him!" I hear her shout. I open the door and stick my head through, smiling sheepishly.
"Hey," I say. She looks up from her spot on the bed and sees me.
Bolting to sit upright, she swipes furiously at her face. "What do you want Vaughn?" She asks stonily.
"A chance to explain myself, Sydney," I tell her firmly.
"There's nothing to explain," she replies, not looking at me.
"Yes, there is," I press, "just give me a few minutes to explain myself. Please?"
She looks up. "Fine, three minutes, no longer. Go," she commands.
I take a deep breath. "First off, I am not dating Alice, we broke up a long time ago." She's about to interrupt, so I plow ahead. "I know what you're thinking, what about at the hospital? The truth is, Alice...she can't deal with the fact we broke up and that I don't love her, so she just makes up that we're still together. Secondly, there was something I wanted to ask you after that kiss, but I wasn't able to ask it earlier. So, may I ask you now?" I finish.
Her face had visibly softened as comprehension dawned on her. She smiles at me, "Yes, you may."
Sitting down beside her on the bed, I take her hand. "Sydney Bristow, for the longest time I have had the hugest crush on you, and due to certain...circumstances, I was unable to make that known. And I'm guessing it was obvious to you, or else you have been blind. Now that the Alliance is gone, I can actually look at you in public without having to worry about getting killed, and I can actually ask you out on a date," I say, starting to get a little nervous. "So, I was wondering if uh, you would do me the honor of going to dinner with me sometime," I finish.
For a minute she doesn't say anything. "Syd? Hello? Say something, this is sorta freaking me out here!" I worry.
She laughs softly. "I musta been so blind if you thought it was obvious. And here I was thinking that it was obvious to you how much I liked you," she says, looking me in the eye. "So, yes, I'd love to go to dinner with you. When?" I ask.
"How about, tomorrow night. I'm not going to say where, it's going to be a surprise," I tell her, grinning broadly.
About to protest, she opens her mouth, only to hear a squeal on the other side of the door. We look at each other. "Francie," we both say. She rolls her eyes. "Fine, but one way or another, I'm going to find out where we're going, She states.
I kiss her hand lightly and get up off the bed. "I ought to go. I have to get home and start on my little mission. I'll call you tomorrow, ok Syd?" I tell her.
She pretends to pout. "I see, so you ask me out and leave two seconds later? It's ok, really. I think you'd better go anyway, before Francie bombards you with questions!" She says, laughing.
About to leave through the front door, Francie grabs me. "I just wantd to let you know, you hurt her, and I will hurt you," she says solemnly. "Syd is my best friend, and I don't want to see her hurt again."
"I promise, I will never hurt her. I'd die before that happens." I tell her. She nods.
"Good, now I can go bother her about you! Bye Michael," she says, closing the door after I leave.
In my car, I let out a long sigh of relief. A smile crosses my face. Finally! I think to myself, pulling out of the driveway and going home.
Yeah, I started to get bored at the end, so if it's weird, just humor me, I didn't know how to stop it, and I couldn't think of any cliffhanger, LMAO!
