Well, some of you may have read this over at SD-1 and it hasn't changed. I loved this little fic. I hadn't seen it in quite a while, then saw it whilst going through my files. I missed it and missed people reading it so I though I would bring it over here!
Summary: Yup season 3 complete with Lauren and Syd's missing too years. However, in my universe Vaughn rediscovers his inner point guy. I like my little world and I hope you do too.
Chapter One:
All the Kings' horses and all the Kings' men…..
Vaughn sighed as he leaned his forehead against the doorframe outside of his apartment. He had seen Lauren's car when he got back from taking Donovan for a run in the park.
"How did I get here? I don't want to go into my own home because I know my wife is there"
He banged his forehead lightly on the doorframe. Although his marriage had never been a fairytale (he had canceled his belief in fairy tales along with those hotel reservations in Santa Barbara), it was comfortable and he did love his wife…….didn't he? A line from a Don Francisco song kept running through his head "love is not a feeling it's an act of your will".
Well Vaughn thought, he was the king of will power, but it was becoming increasingly hard. He could blame it on Sydney's return, but if he was honest with himself, things had started going south before Sydney's return from the dead. He couldn't really put his finger on it, but it was as if he and Lauren were 2 mediocre actors attempting to make the play "Loving Marriage" seem believable.
Vaughn was startled out of his reverie by Donovan's whine.
"Sorry boy, guess we should go in huh?"
Donovan whined again, lay down, and put his paws over his nose.
"My sentiments exactly"
With a deep breath he opened the door calling out cheerily "hey, we're home"
There was no response from the dark apartment.
"Lauren, are you home?"
A light turned on revealing Lauren sitting on the couch with a stony look on her face.
Vaughn groaned inwardly "What's wrong?"
"Oh, now you care about me?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about and please get that dog out of the living room; he will get dirt all over the carpet."
Vaughn went to put Donovan behind the gate in the laundry room remembering when they were first together, Lauren would try and make friends with Donovan, bringing him treats. Donovan never would touch those treats….
Vaughn took a few deep breaths to steel himself to go back into the living room and laughed wryly as he realized he was again leaning his head against yet another doorframe. Well, maybe he would smooth out a few "plowed furrows of repressed emotions" Weiss was always teasing him about.
Vaughn walked back into the living room with the mantra "love is an act of my will, love is an act of my will" running through his head.
"Please tell me what's wrong"
Lauren crossed her arms over her chest.
"Where were you?"
"You weren't here when I got home so I took Donovan for a run in the park. I've been neglecting him lately"
"That's so like you Michael to worry more about that dog than you do about your wife. You were meeting HER weren't you?"
"Who"
Lauren snorted sarcastically
"You know who. Poor tortured Sydney, your 'soul mate'"
Exasperated, Vaughn said "No I did not meet Sydney in the Park".
Well, that WAS the truth. He had, however, called her under the pretense of checking on a file, just to hear her voice. He then banged his head (he has got to stop that) against a tree in guilt and frustration
"Sydney is my coworker with whom I once had a relationship. You are my wife. We have been THROUGH ALL THIS."
"We haven't been through this!"
Lauren threw an envelope in his lap. He opened it to find a picture of him and Sydney kissing in their cell in North Korea.
"Lauren, I already told you…." Vaughn was interrupted by his pager going off. It read; "Dixon's office – Alone – Stat".
"I have to go"
"Did Sydney demand you attend her royal presence?'
"No, the Central Intelligence Agency of the United Sates Government did. As your pager did not go off, it's safe to say you are not needed at this meeting."
Vaughn grabbed his jacket and slammed his door on the way out.
Let me know what you think!
Summary: Yup season 3 complete with Lauren and Syd's missing too years. However, in my universe Vaughn rediscovers his inner point guy. I like my little world and I hope you do too.
Chapter One:
All the Kings' horses and all the Kings' men…..
Vaughn sighed as he leaned his forehead against the doorframe outside of his apartment. He had seen Lauren's car when he got back from taking Donovan for a run in the park.
"How did I get here? I don't want to go into my own home because I know my wife is there"
He banged his forehead lightly on the doorframe. Although his marriage had never been a fairytale (he had canceled his belief in fairy tales along with those hotel reservations in Santa Barbara), it was comfortable and he did love his wife…….didn't he? A line from a Don Francisco song kept running through his head "love is not a feeling it's an act of your will".
Well Vaughn thought, he was the king of will power, but it was becoming increasingly hard. He could blame it on Sydney's return, but if he was honest with himself, things had started going south before Sydney's return from the dead. He couldn't really put his finger on it, but it was as if he and Lauren were 2 mediocre actors attempting to make the play "Loving Marriage" seem believable.
Vaughn was startled out of his reverie by Donovan's whine.
"Sorry boy, guess we should go in huh?"
Donovan whined again, lay down, and put his paws over his nose.
"My sentiments exactly"
With a deep breath he opened the door calling out cheerily "hey, we're home"
There was no response from the dark apartment.
"Lauren, are you home?"
A light turned on revealing Lauren sitting on the couch with a stony look on her face.
Vaughn groaned inwardly "What's wrong?"
"Oh, now you care about me?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about and please get that dog out of the living room; he will get dirt all over the carpet."
Vaughn went to put Donovan behind the gate in the laundry room remembering when they were first together, Lauren would try and make friends with Donovan, bringing him treats. Donovan never would touch those treats….
Vaughn took a few deep breaths to steel himself to go back into the living room and laughed wryly as he realized he was again leaning his head against yet another doorframe. Well, maybe he would smooth out a few "plowed furrows of repressed emotions" Weiss was always teasing him about.
Vaughn walked back into the living room with the mantra "love is an act of my will, love is an act of my will" running through his head.
"Please tell me what's wrong"
Lauren crossed her arms over her chest.
"Where were you?"
"You weren't here when I got home so I took Donovan for a run in the park. I've been neglecting him lately"
"That's so like you Michael to worry more about that dog than you do about your wife. You were meeting HER weren't you?"
"Who"
Lauren snorted sarcastically
"You know who. Poor tortured Sydney, your 'soul mate'"
Exasperated, Vaughn said "No I did not meet Sydney in the Park".
Well, that WAS the truth. He had, however, called her under the pretense of checking on a file, just to hear her voice. He then banged his head (he has got to stop that) against a tree in guilt and frustration
"Sydney is my coworker with whom I once had a relationship. You are my wife. We have been THROUGH ALL THIS."
"We haven't been through this!"
Lauren threw an envelope in his lap. He opened it to find a picture of him and Sydney kissing in their cell in North Korea.
"Lauren, I already told you…." Vaughn was interrupted by his pager going off. It read; "Dixon's office – Alone – Stat".
"I have to go"
"Did Sydney demand you attend her royal presence?'
"No, the Central Intelligence Agency of the United Sates Government did. As your pager did not go off, it's safe to say you are not needed at this meeting."
Vaughn grabbed his jacket and slammed his door on the way out.
Let me know what you think!