sydneyluvsvaughn4eva
Cadet
Okay so I used to be very active on the romance fiction boards but with school and the business factor, I eventually stopped posting because I wasn't able to post updates on my stories and it wasn't fair to the readers. Now I'm back and, although I'm not sure how frequently I'll be able to post, I am very excited about writing again.
Title: Looking at You Through the Glass
Rating: PG, PG-13 at the most
Description: This story is about the things we do for love, and the hardships of caring about someone deeply but being afraid to tell them.
I hope you guys enjoy!
~L
Physically, it was a night like any other. A cool breeze blew gently and silver stars danced in the cloudless Italian sky. However, the normalcy of the evening ended with its physical attributes. Using the darkness as her ally, Agent Sydney Bristow quietly gained entrance to the research facility without alerting the nearby guards.
“I’m in,” Sydney whispered into her com link as she walked quietly through the dimly lit hall.
“Okay, now find room 47 and enter in the code I gave you,” Sydney heard Marcus Dixon say. Sydney was on another one of her counter-missions for the CIA. SD-6 had no idea that, while she was supposed to be infiltrating the lab and stealing data for them, she was actually stealing the data for the CIA and would soon switch the real data chip for a fake one by brush pass with another CIA operative.
“I’m going radio silent.” Sydney said.
“Roger that. I’ll meet you in the van. Good luck.”
“Thanks.” Sydney replied and turned off the SD-6 com link.
Quickly, Sydney turned on the CIA com link embedded in her wristwatch.
“This is freelancer, I’m in the building headed for room 47.” Sydney said, knowing that her handler, Agent Vaughn would be listening.
“Okay Syd, we have an operative waiting just outside the back entrance waiting for you.” Vaughn said, wishing he could say more but aware of the presence of several other agents close by.
Sydney found room 47 and entered the code Dixon gave her before she snuck into the building. The door unlocked and Sydney pushed it open. After searching through various microchips, she found one with the correct name.
“Freefall.” She whispered as she pocketed the chip.
Simply thinking of the name of the important chip sent chills down Sydney’s spine. Unable to stop the flood of memories still so fresh in her mind, Sydney tried to focus her attention on getting out of the building unnoticed while still thinking about the mission that had changed everything.
It had happened just a week earlier. Sydney had been sent on a mission by SD-6 to find out the name of the important chip. The mission was so dangerous, however, that Jack Bristow requested that Agent Vaughn accompany her. Although Sydney almost resented her father’s concern, she didn’t mind the situation very much. Agent Vaughn was good at what he did and, whether or not she wanted to admit it, he had saved her life more than once. It had taken Sydney a while to come to respect Vaughn, but then again, it took a lot to earn Sydney's respect no matter the situation. Sydney would even go so far as to say that Vaughn was her friend, although sometimes she wasn't sure about that. Some of the things she felt towards him couldn't be labeled as friend-ish feelings.
She had grown to care about him, not in a sisterly sort of way, but something deeper. Although she couldn't put her finger on it, there was something special about Vaughn. She tried not to think about him....all the time anyway. Sometimes she got chills just remembering things he said to her. Sydney especially loved the way Vaughn looked at her. He always seemed happy, somehow, even when they argued. It amazed her how patient he was with her. No matter how often she broke protocol or did things her own way, he still stood up for her and took care of her.
All of these thoughts ran through Sydney's mind over and over as she packed for her trip. The thoughts followed her as she drove to the airport and boarded her plane. Vaughn would be traveling seperatly and they would meet at the Santa Bibla Eglasia in Mexico. Sydney scolded herself as she felt butterflies dance in her stomach. It was just Vaughn...who cared? Sydney lay her head back on her seat and tried to fall asleep but the image of his sparkling green eyes made it impossible to loose conciousness.
Finally, the plane landed and Sydney took her luggage to her hotel. After she had made sure she was settled and put on her wig (a long, wavy auburn wig, colored contacts, a light blue tank top and a pair of blue jean shorts), Sydney left the hotel and made her way to the church. She arrived at the cobblestone building and checked her watch: still a few minutes left before they had planned to meet. Oh well, she thought, it would give her some time to go over the mission in her head.
Sydney sat down on the edge of the ornate fountain and tried to focus on her mission. Just as she was finally beginning to focus, she heard someone behind her faintly whistling to the tune of "Baby, It's Cold Outside."
"You know, it's really not cold out here. It's actually pretty hot." Sydney said as Vaughn sat down a few feet away from her.
"Well it's not all that hot. Plus, I like that song."Vaughn said, pretending to clean his sunglasses.
Sydney rolled her eyes goodnaturedly and fanned herself with her hand, knowing that the heat she was feeling was more from nerves than from the warm Mexican air.
Vaughn quietly reviewed the plans for the opp and they planned to rendevous at 10:00 pm in the alley next to the church and travel together to the nearby building they would be infiltrating.
Sydney left before Vaughn, so as not to arouse suspision, and "Baby, It's Cold Outside" remained stuck in her head the rest of the day.
Let me know if you want me to add me to my mailing list but please write your allalias.com name out in the message. Part of my problem in the past has been trying to send people messages but not having the correct name to send the message to.
Thanks,
~L
Title: Looking at You Through the Glass
Rating: PG, PG-13 at the most
Description: This story is about the things we do for love, and the hardships of caring about someone deeply but being afraid to tell them.
I hope you guys enjoy!
~L
Physically, it was a night like any other. A cool breeze blew gently and silver stars danced in the cloudless Italian sky. However, the normalcy of the evening ended with its physical attributes. Using the darkness as her ally, Agent Sydney Bristow quietly gained entrance to the research facility without alerting the nearby guards.
“I’m in,” Sydney whispered into her com link as she walked quietly through the dimly lit hall.
“Okay, now find room 47 and enter in the code I gave you,” Sydney heard Marcus Dixon say. Sydney was on another one of her counter-missions for the CIA. SD-6 had no idea that, while she was supposed to be infiltrating the lab and stealing data for them, she was actually stealing the data for the CIA and would soon switch the real data chip for a fake one by brush pass with another CIA operative.
“I’m going radio silent.” Sydney said.
“Roger that. I’ll meet you in the van. Good luck.”
“Thanks.” Sydney replied and turned off the SD-6 com link.
Quickly, Sydney turned on the CIA com link embedded in her wristwatch.
“This is freelancer, I’m in the building headed for room 47.” Sydney said, knowing that her handler, Agent Vaughn would be listening.
“Okay Syd, we have an operative waiting just outside the back entrance waiting for you.” Vaughn said, wishing he could say more but aware of the presence of several other agents close by.
Sydney found room 47 and entered the code Dixon gave her before she snuck into the building. The door unlocked and Sydney pushed it open. After searching through various microchips, she found one with the correct name.
“Freefall.” She whispered as she pocketed the chip.
Simply thinking of the name of the important chip sent chills down Sydney’s spine. Unable to stop the flood of memories still so fresh in her mind, Sydney tried to focus her attention on getting out of the building unnoticed while still thinking about the mission that had changed everything.
It had happened just a week earlier. Sydney had been sent on a mission by SD-6 to find out the name of the important chip. The mission was so dangerous, however, that Jack Bristow requested that Agent Vaughn accompany her. Although Sydney almost resented her father’s concern, she didn’t mind the situation very much. Agent Vaughn was good at what he did and, whether or not she wanted to admit it, he had saved her life more than once. It had taken Sydney a while to come to respect Vaughn, but then again, it took a lot to earn Sydney's respect no matter the situation. Sydney would even go so far as to say that Vaughn was her friend, although sometimes she wasn't sure about that. Some of the things she felt towards him couldn't be labeled as friend-ish feelings.
She had grown to care about him, not in a sisterly sort of way, but something deeper. Although she couldn't put her finger on it, there was something special about Vaughn. She tried not to think about him....all the time anyway. Sometimes she got chills just remembering things he said to her. Sydney especially loved the way Vaughn looked at her. He always seemed happy, somehow, even when they argued. It amazed her how patient he was with her. No matter how often she broke protocol or did things her own way, he still stood up for her and took care of her.
All of these thoughts ran through Sydney's mind over and over as she packed for her trip. The thoughts followed her as she drove to the airport and boarded her plane. Vaughn would be traveling seperatly and they would meet at the Santa Bibla Eglasia in Mexico. Sydney scolded herself as she felt butterflies dance in her stomach. It was just Vaughn...who cared? Sydney lay her head back on her seat and tried to fall asleep but the image of his sparkling green eyes made it impossible to loose conciousness.
Finally, the plane landed and Sydney took her luggage to her hotel. After she had made sure she was settled and put on her wig (a long, wavy auburn wig, colored contacts, a light blue tank top and a pair of blue jean shorts), Sydney left the hotel and made her way to the church. She arrived at the cobblestone building and checked her watch: still a few minutes left before they had planned to meet. Oh well, she thought, it would give her some time to go over the mission in her head.
Sydney sat down on the edge of the ornate fountain and tried to focus on her mission. Just as she was finally beginning to focus, she heard someone behind her faintly whistling to the tune of "Baby, It's Cold Outside."
"You know, it's really not cold out here. It's actually pretty hot." Sydney said as Vaughn sat down a few feet away from her.
"Well it's not all that hot. Plus, I like that song."Vaughn said, pretending to clean his sunglasses.
Sydney rolled her eyes goodnaturedly and fanned herself with her hand, knowing that the heat she was feeling was more from nerves than from the warm Mexican air.
Vaughn quietly reviewed the plans for the opp and they planned to rendevous at 10:00 pm in the alley next to the church and travel together to the nearby building they would be infiltrating.
Sydney left before Vaughn, so as not to arouse suspision, and "Baby, It's Cold Outside" remained stuck in her head the rest of the day.
Let me know if you want me to add me to my mailing list but please write your allalias.com name out in the message. Part of my problem in the past has been trying to send people messages but not having the correct name to send the message to.
Thanks,
~L