A/N: Thanks for your nice words... I'm touched.
Ooi, I do care that you're leaving. Hope you come back soon!
And
ASIOagent... I'm hoping for a proposal soon!
:lol:
Jenn
Chapter 7
Sydney was taken out of her dream by a sweet voice whispering in her ear:
«Syd… wake up… We have to get ready to go…»
Slowly, she opened her eyes and, seeing Vaughn’s face next to hers, memories of the last hours washed over her. His lips, his hands all over her body…
«Hey…», she was finally able to say.
Vaughn gently put a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled.
«Hey… I hate to tell you this, but we have to get moving if we want to see the US again.»
«I know…», she said, yawning at the same time, which made Vaughn’s smile get wider.
«Would you like to use the shower first?», he asked gentlemanly.
«No, go ahead. I’ll go after you.»
He kissed her swiftly on the forehead and jumped out of bed. The lost of his warmth made Sydney cringe. In the shadows, she got a glimpse of his back and… rear… before he grabbed his boxers on the floor and put them on. She had to use all of her willpower not to beg him to come back to bed. She still craved him. She still needed to be with him.
She sighed inwardly, knowing full well it was impossible. Being transferred from LA to Miami wasn’t an option for many reasons. The few remains of her shattered life were there, the most important one being her father. Plus she was the centre of all things Rambaldi, the main preoccupation of the LA office.
And even if she really wanted to… Asking Vaughn to move to Los Angeles wasn’t really an option. In an ideal world, she would have liked to tell him how she felt, to tell him that she wanted to see him again and how important he already was to her. But even if he had feelings for her, which was far from certain, how could he still want to be with her when he’d learn about the mess her life was? How could he want to be sucked into this chaos?
As hard as it was, she would have to let him go. That would only be one more frustration to add to the long list of disappointments her life was.
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Sydney had just turned off the water. In a few minutes she would appear in front of him.
Things had been comfortable between them when they woke up, but now Vaughn was feeling awkward. Where did she think things were going between them? Most of all, where did HE think they were going?
Preparing some coffee, he tried to understand how he felt. Okay, touching her had been an incredible experience. For this matter, every second he had spent with her had been unforgettable.
Thinking back on how she had made herself vulnerable to him, exposing her pain and disillusions, still made his heart break. He knew she had a lot going on and that she was reluctant of letting herself have feelings, other than hate, for someone. But somehow they had connected and she had judged him worthy of her trust.
Wondering what she now wanted from him, Vaughn searched the pantry for some sugar. Did she expect them to try to work out a long-distance relationship? Did she expect one of them to move? Somehow he didn’t think so.
In any case, he wasn’t ready for her. His break up with Alice was still recent; he didn’t know how he felt about relationships anymore. He sensed that Sydney couldn’t be disappointed again. She had been through too much. He didn’t know what exactly, but he knew for sure she needed someone strong and loyal who would never let her down. And right now he wasn’t sure he could be that person.
«Hey…»
Vaughn almost dropped the cup he was holding. Lost in his thoughts, he had not heard Sydney entering the kitchen. Quickly regaining his composure, he said:
«Hey. I made some coffee. Want some before we go?»
«Just a little bit, please. I want to be able to sleep on the plane.», she explained.
«Yeah, I understand. I just hope they don’t send us an escort who likes to talk!»
Sydney started to laugh and Vaughn joined her hilarity, both glad they could still act like if nothing had happened.
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After getting back the jeep, they had been on the road for a while and were now rapidly approaching the airfield where they would be picked up to finally go back home.
They hadn’t talked much all the way there, both lost in their thoughts. Vaughn had made the decision to let her go, putting their potential future in the hands of fate. If they were to be, he believed they would find their way back to each other.
But as they got closer and closer to the plane, his resolve seemed to grow thinner and thinner.
Now all he could think of was to stop the jeep and kiss her senseless. He couldn’t believe that the end of their time together was near…
As they got closer to the airfield, they distinguished two men waiting for them. One was obviously the pilot and the other one was most probably the agent that would accompany them for the trip.
Vaughn stopped the jeep and, much to his surprise, Sydney immediately jumped off the jeep and ran to the agent who was now coming toward them, his arms opened.
«Dad!!!»
«Sweetheart! Are you all right?»
Her dad? Her dad was CIA? Hesitant, Vaughn got of the jeep too. Syd’s dad let go of her and turned to him, his right hand extended in front of him. Vaughn shook it.
«Agent Vaughn? I’m Jack Bristow. I want to thank you for rescuing my daughter.»
«You don’t have to thank me.», Vaughn replied politely.
«I think I do. I was told you have been pretty resourceful out there. So thanks.»
Vaughn nodded, accepting the praises. He could feel that Jack Bristow wasn’t a man to argue with…
«Agent Bristow, we really have to get going.», said the pilot, impatient to get back to safety.
Vaughn and the two agents Bristow didn’t fight him and quickly got on the plane.
«Agent Vaughn, if you don’t mind, I have to speak privately with my daughter.», said Jack as they were about to sit down.
«No problem. I’ll get a head start on my report.»
Sydney gave him an “I’m sorry” look. Vaughn smiled as to say it didn’t matter and headed to the back of the plane.
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«Dad, what happened with Lisenker? Were you able to contact him?», asked Sydney as soon as they were alone, trying to keep he voice down.
«No. Of course when you didn’t show up at the meeting point he left.»
Sydney shook her head in despair.
«Damn! We really needed the info he could have given us on the Covenant.»
«Sydney, calm down. There is good news. I don’t know who his contact was, but apparently Lisenker was informed that your plane was sabotaged. He gave us another rendezvous.»
Sydney was so relieved she almost started to cry. This man was her main hope on getting payback on the Covenant for what they had done to her.
«That’s great. Everything is not lost.»
«I’m just glad we didn’t lose you in the process. Were you hurt?»
«Just my arm. But I’m okay.»
«Let me have a look at it.»
«You don’t have to. Vaughn took care of it.»
Jack gave her a curious look, but he didn’t say anything. Wanting to avoid his inquisitive gaze, Sydney settled on her seat and closed her eyes.
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Much too soon, her dad woke her up. They were about to land in Los Angeles.
Vaughn was now sitting in from of her, next to her dad. She found herself hoping that her dad’s company wasn’t too disagreeable to Vaughn. She knew how awful he could be, especially when it came to her.
«You look better than before. These few hours of sleep did you good.», Vaughn suddenly said to her, half-grinning.
«Ssshhhh, don’t said his too loud, or my dad will hear you and make me go to work.», she joked.
They smiled to each other and someone looking closely would even have seen a trace of amusement in Jack’s face.
«In fact, Sydney, I don’t want to see you near the JTF office today. That’s a direct order from Dixon.»
Sydney’s perky reply died on lips as the pilot announced they could leave the plane. Jack immediately stood up and Vaughn did the same to leave him some room.
«Agent Vaughn, it was nice to meet you.», said Jack, much to Sydney’s amazement. What had Vaughn done to him?
«You too, Agent Bristow.»
Jack nodded and looked at Sydney.
«I’ll see in a minute, dad.»
Without a word, he began to walk away. Sydney and Vaughn were left there, in front of each other, not really knowing what to say.
«Well, have a safe trip to Miami.», finally said Sydney.
«Thanks. And you stay away from North Korea from now on, okay?», teased Vaughn.
«I promise.», she smiled.
She began to turn away but he stopped her.
«Sydney?», he said softly.
«Yes?», she asked, uncertain. She just wanted to leave without them getting into something too emotional.
«Listen, I don’t want things to be weird between us. I, for one, don’t regret last evening. It made us both feel better.»
Sydney looked intensely at her feet for a second or two, but then looked at him right in the eyes.
«I know. I don’t regret it either.»
Vaughn sighed inwardly; relieved she wouldn’t think of him as a mistake. That night with her had been too important to him.
«I’m glad we’ve established that. So in case you ever are in Miami and need some company… Here’s my phone number.»
Shyly, Michael handed her a small, folded piece of paper. She took it and nodded, a brief smile flashing on her lips.
«Okay.»
«Goodbye, Agent Bristow. It was nice meeting you.»
«You too, Agent Vaughn.»
They shared a smile and she turned away once more, taking a mental picture of him. She would need it when she’d need some comfort.
The cut on her arm was definitely not the only wound he had taken care of over the past two days.
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