BESTSHOWONTV
Cadet
Because this story is the sequel to Always Be Prepared, I am posting the last chapter of it here before the new chapter comes.
<span style='font-size:11pt;line-height:100%'>Chapter 35
Vaughn stood in front of the mirror trying his hardest to tie the bow tie correctly. Sydney walked in barely dressed, and, seeing him struggling, walked up to him and tied it for him. When she had finished she looked into his deep green eyes and smiled. “You’re so great. I love you.”
“I love you too.” He looked down for a little bit. “We need to talk about something.”
“What is it?”
“My mom’s here.”
“Yeah, so?”
“So,” Vaughn sighed, “due to the fact that the identity of Dad’s supposed killer was kept confidential, she doesn’t know that you’re the daughter of Irina. She doesn’t even know who Irina is. I’d like you to talk to your mother to make sure that Mom doesn’t find out. We don’t need that on our wedding day.”
“I understand.”
“Another thing I need to mention,” Vaughn continued, “is that your mother is going to be under surveillance while she’s here. I don’t want to remember my wedding day as having several armed men watching your mother. Do you think it’d be possible to reduce the number of agents that she has on her?”
“I doubt it.”
“That’s what I figured.”
“Listen, Vaughn, I’d love to stay here and talk, but I need to get ready.”
“Go. It’s fine.”
Sydney walked out the door and Vaughn took a deep breath. He’d need to tell her the truth some time, but the last thing he wanted to do was upset Sydney on their wedding day. He looked down at the marriage license. He had offered to take care of that aspect of the planning just so that Sydney wouldn’t find out in such an impersonal way.
~ ~ ~
Sydney was putting on her make-up when Irina and her four-guard entourage came in to the room.
“So, where’s my dress?” Irina asked. Sydney went over to the closet and grabbed it. After the guards had scanned it, making sure there were no hidden weapons on it, they watched as Irina readied herself for the wedding.
“Mom?” Sydney said quietly.
“Yes?”
“Vaughn wanted me to tell you something.” Sydney proceeded to explain to Irina the necessity for keeping her past actions a secret.
~ ~ ~
As Sydney waited inside, Jack came up next to her, all dressed up in a tuxedo. “I’m so proud of you, Sydney.”
“Thanks, Dad.”
The bridal march started, and everyone stood and turned towards the door. Jack opened it for Sydney and slowly escorted her out. As she walked down the row between the fold out chairs that had been arranged, she saw Vaughn standing at the end, the most noticeable aspect of his attire was the large smile across his face. Looking to the side, she say Irina holding a sleeping J. D. in her arms. The walk continued, and Sydney passed four empty chairs, one that she knew belonged to Jack. It wasn’t until she had nearly passed them that she saw three pictures in the remaining three chairs: one of Francie, one of Will, and one of Amy. Even though the memory of her lost friends brought a moment of sadness to her mind, she pushed it aside as she finally stood next to Vaughn. “You’ve never looked better,” he said quietly as the preacher gestured for the friends and family to sit.
“Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God – and in the face of this company – to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all men; and therefore – is not by any – to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly – but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly. Into this holy estate these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together – let them speak now or forever hold their peace.”
Not expecting any opposition when the preacher said this, the small reply of “I have something to say,” completely shocked the entire crowd, none more so than Vaughn. As the group turned as one to look at the offending speaker, Vaughn uttered one word: “Dad?”
THE END</span>
http://www.weddingplanninglinks.com/planni...eddingvows.html
Site I got the wedding transcript.
Thanks to ToughCookie47 for this wallpaper
Chapter 1
Vaughn looked at the back of the crowd. “You haven’t told her yet, have you?”
“This isn’t the time, Dad.”
“When is the time?”
Vaughn noticed one of the guards look over at Kendall. A small nod was all the permission they needed. Quickly drawing their guns and training them on Bill, one yelled, “Freeze.”
Bill dropped and rolled to the side, bringing out two guns. “Everyone get down!” Vaughn yelled, as two shots rang out. Vaughn looked up and saw Bill running, the guards hot on his trail. When they were out of site, Vaughn tentatively started to get up again. “I think it’s clear. As the guests slowly started to get seated, Sydney looked over at Vaughn.
“What was he talking about? What haven’t you told me?”
“Syd, I love you. It’s nothing bad.”
“What is it?”
Vaughn sighed. “I saw your mom kill my dad.”
“What?”
“I saw Dad ‘die.’”
“But I thought that…”
“I had to keep up the act. I had to fake ignorance about the circumstances surrounding his death. After I revealed what I had seen to the government, I was placed in Witness protection, where my name was changed, and I was given a new background. When I was deemed in no more danger after the fall of the KGB, I was allowed to resume a normal life…”
More shots rang out, and everyone ducked again.
“I wanted to find the person who had killed Dad, so I joined forces with a known terrorist to help find his killer. I was caught, and I struck a deal to turn the man I was helping into the CIA, in return, no charges would be pressed against me. From my associations with that man, I developed a respectable contact list, one which the CIA agreed could be beneficial. They let me join. When you came in with your desire to help bring down SD-6, they came to me, asking me to be your handler.”
“Why you?”
“Because,” Vaughn sighed, “The man I was working with was Arvin Sloane.”
“But he wasn’t in custody. Did you double cross the CIA?”
“No. After he was interrogated at the CIA, he was on a transport to Camp Harris that was ambushed. The Alliance had broken him out. We’d only had him in custody about a week, so his cover at SD-6 was still intact, and that was about when Jack agreed to be a double agent. We decided that it was useful to keep Sloane in charge when we had a double that was so close to him.”
“But didn’t Jack blow his cover when Sloane was in custody.”
“No, we were smart enough to not let Jack come in while he was in custody.”
“I thought you didn’t know my dad.”
“I didn’t. I was a desk jockey and all I did was provide the intel on Sloane.”
“So you used to work with Sloane, and that’s why they chose you to be my handler.”
“Exactly. However, they didn’t want me to let you know that we had history, so they introduced me under a slight alias.”
“What do you mean?”
“My name’s not Michael Vaughn.”
“What?”
“Sydney, my real name is…” Vaughn started, but his response was cut short by the return of one of the guards.
“We managed to corner him, but…”
“But what?”
“He fired back, and we had no choice but to use lethal force. Agent Vaughn, I’m sorry, but your father’s dead.
“Are you sure?”
…TBC…
Have almost no time left on comp, so no PMs will be sent out until later.
PM List
cinders
aliaschiksv47
alias_luver
alias=mylife26
AusGal
Brinne
frangipani
freaky
ILOVEALIAS27
KAC
kalias
LaurenRachael
Lor_Aliasfan47
Mountaineer4746
ohiochic2010
one&only44
oooRevesDouxooo
SarahBear
secret_agent_angel
smartgirl2004
spy41
SpySyd2010
sydney_alias_vaughn
texasalias2004
ubielecki
vaughnshoney
<span style='font-size:11pt;line-height:100%'>Chapter 35
Vaughn stood in front of the mirror trying his hardest to tie the bow tie correctly. Sydney walked in barely dressed, and, seeing him struggling, walked up to him and tied it for him. When she had finished she looked into his deep green eyes and smiled. “You’re so great. I love you.”
“I love you too.” He looked down for a little bit. “We need to talk about something.”
“What is it?”
“My mom’s here.”
“Yeah, so?”
“So,” Vaughn sighed, “due to the fact that the identity of Dad’s supposed killer was kept confidential, she doesn’t know that you’re the daughter of Irina. She doesn’t even know who Irina is. I’d like you to talk to your mother to make sure that Mom doesn’t find out. We don’t need that on our wedding day.”
“I understand.”
“Another thing I need to mention,” Vaughn continued, “is that your mother is going to be under surveillance while she’s here. I don’t want to remember my wedding day as having several armed men watching your mother. Do you think it’d be possible to reduce the number of agents that she has on her?”
“I doubt it.”
“That’s what I figured.”
“Listen, Vaughn, I’d love to stay here and talk, but I need to get ready.”
“Go. It’s fine.”
Sydney walked out the door and Vaughn took a deep breath. He’d need to tell her the truth some time, but the last thing he wanted to do was upset Sydney on their wedding day. He looked down at the marriage license. He had offered to take care of that aspect of the planning just so that Sydney wouldn’t find out in such an impersonal way.
~ ~ ~
Sydney was putting on her make-up when Irina and her four-guard entourage came in to the room.
“So, where’s my dress?” Irina asked. Sydney went over to the closet and grabbed it. After the guards had scanned it, making sure there were no hidden weapons on it, they watched as Irina readied herself for the wedding.
“Mom?” Sydney said quietly.
“Yes?”
“Vaughn wanted me to tell you something.” Sydney proceeded to explain to Irina the necessity for keeping her past actions a secret.
~ ~ ~
As Sydney waited inside, Jack came up next to her, all dressed up in a tuxedo. “I’m so proud of you, Sydney.”
“Thanks, Dad.”
The bridal march started, and everyone stood and turned towards the door. Jack opened it for Sydney and slowly escorted her out. As she walked down the row between the fold out chairs that had been arranged, she saw Vaughn standing at the end, the most noticeable aspect of his attire was the large smile across his face. Looking to the side, she say Irina holding a sleeping J. D. in her arms. The walk continued, and Sydney passed four empty chairs, one that she knew belonged to Jack. It wasn’t until she had nearly passed them that she saw three pictures in the remaining three chairs: one of Francie, one of Will, and one of Amy. Even though the memory of her lost friends brought a moment of sadness to her mind, she pushed it aside as she finally stood next to Vaughn. “You’ve never looked better,” he said quietly as the preacher gestured for the friends and family to sit.
“Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God – and in the face of this company – to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all men; and therefore – is not by any – to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly – but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly. Into this holy estate these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together – let them speak now or forever hold their peace.”
Not expecting any opposition when the preacher said this, the small reply of “I have something to say,” completely shocked the entire crowd, none more so than Vaughn. As the group turned as one to look at the offending speaker, Vaughn uttered one word: “Dad?”
THE END</span>
http://www.weddingplanninglinks.com/planni...eddingvows.html
Site I got the wedding transcript.
Thanks to ToughCookie47 for this wallpaper
Chapter 1
Vaughn looked at the back of the crowd. “You haven’t told her yet, have you?”
“This isn’t the time, Dad.”
“When is the time?”
Vaughn noticed one of the guards look over at Kendall. A small nod was all the permission they needed. Quickly drawing their guns and training them on Bill, one yelled, “Freeze.”
Bill dropped and rolled to the side, bringing out two guns. “Everyone get down!” Vaughn yelled, as two shots rang out. Vaughn looked up and saw Bill running, the guards hot on his trail. When they were out of site, Vaughn tentatively started to get up again. “I think it’s clear. As the guests slowly started to get seated, Sydney looked over at Vaughn.
“What was he talking about? What haven’t you told me?”
“Syd, I love you. It’s nothing bad.”
“What is it?”
Vaughn sighed. “I saw your mom kill my dad.”
“What?”
“I saw Dad ‘die.’”
“But I thought that…”
“I had to keep up the act. I had to fake ignorance about the circumstances surrounding his death. After I revealed what I had seen to the government, I was placed in Witness protection, where my name was changed, and I was given a new background. When I was deemed in no more danger after the fall of the KGB, I was allowed to resume a normal life…”
More shots rang out, and everyone ducked again.
“I wanted to find the person who had killed Dad, so I joined forces with a known terrorist to help find his killer. I was caught, and I struck a deal to turn the man I was helping into the CIA, in return, no charges would be pressed against me. From my associations with that man, I developed a respectable contact list, one which the CIA agreed could be beneficial. They let me join. When you came in with your desire to help bring down SD-6, they came to me, asking me to be your handler.”
“Why you?”
“Because,” Vaughn sighed, “The man I was working with was Arvin Sloane.”
“But he wasn’t in custody. Did you double cross the CIA?”
“No. After he was interrogated at the CIA, he was on a transport to Camp Harris that was ambushed. The Alliance had broken him out. We’d only had him in custody about a week, so his cover at SD-6 was still intact, and that was about when Jack agreed to be a double agent. We decided that it was useful to keep Sloane in charge when we had a double that was so close to him.”
“But didn’t Jack blow his cover when Sloane was in custody.”
“No, we were smart enough to not let Jack come in while he was in custody.”
“I thought you didn’t know my dad.”
“I didn’t. I was a desk jockey and all I did was provide the intel on Sloane.”
“So you used to work with Sloane, and that’s why they chose you to be my handler.”
“Exactly. However, they didn’t want me to let you know that we had history, so they introduced me under a slight alias.”
“What do you mean?”
“My name’s not Michael Vaughn.”
“What?”
“Sydney, my real name is…” Vaughn started, but his response was cut short by the return of one of the guards.
“We managed to corner him, but…”
“But what?”
“He fired back, and we had no choice but to use lethal force. Agent Vaughn, I’m sorry, but your father’s dead.
“Are you sure?”
…TBC…
Have almost no time left on comp, so no PMs will be sent out until later.
PM List
cinders
aliaschiksv47
alias_luver
alias=mylife26
AusGal
Brinne
frangipani
freaky
ILOVEALIAS27
KAC
kalias
LaurenRachael
Lor_Aliasfan47
Mountaineer4746
ohiochic2010
one&only44
oooRevesDouxooo
SarahBear
secret_agent_angel
smartgirl2004
spy41
SpySyd2010
sydney_alias_vaughn
texasalias2004
ubielecki
vaughnshoney
