Vaughn got dressed and cleaned up Weiss’s house. He felt really bad for getting drunk. He knew that he had no right to. Because he wasn’t supposed to love Sydney anymore. Im married. I shouldn’t love another woman. I esspecially shouldn’t love her more then my own wife. I just can’t help it. She’s in hospital. She may even be dead. But I’ve been to busy getting drunk that I haven’t bothered to check if she’s still even alive. How can I be so stupid? She’s dying or maybe even dead and I never had a chance to tell her that I still love her. Lauren’s going to kill me. Wait till she finds out. Hold on. Im going to divorce her. I have to. Weiss is right, even if she doesen’t make it I have to, and I have to stop getting pissed. I have to be strong, for Sydney. But what if she doesn’t want me back? What if…..
Vaughn sat there pondering all the possiblities. There were so many. There was only one he wanted to come true. He would divorce Luaren. Sydney would make it. They would get married and live happily ever after. But nothing is ever that easy when you live in a world of spying, stealing and murder. It’s never that easy and that’s what killed Vaughn the most. The thought of not getting Sydney back. That was what killed him all the time. Not just because she is in hospital but even when she’s fit and healthy. It killed him.
Vaughn sat on the couch and waited impatiently for Weiss to come home. By the time he cleaned thw whole house it was 6pm. Visiting hours at the hospital closed early on Sundays. So Vaughn went and had a long cold shower trying to see if he would wake up and everything would be a dream. It didn’t work.
Finally Weiss came home. He looked sad and tired.
“Hey. How was work?”
“Alright…you know.”
“Was Dixon angry that I didn’t come in?”
“No. He said to tell you to come back to work when ever your ready.”
“That’s nice of him.”
“Just ask already Vaughn. I know you want to be polite and ask me about my day and stuff and then ask me about Syd, so it seems you don’t really care. I am you best friend Vaughn. I know you better then anyone, I know you love her. And I know that since you woke up after your night getting drunk you have been waiting to ask me. Havent you?”
“Yeah”
“So ask me already”
“How’s Syd?”
“She’s unconcious. The cuts should heal but they may leave permenant scars everywhere. On her face too”
The last part didn’t bother Vaughn. As long as she was alive was all that mattered to him. Weiss was glad that Vaughn didn’t seem upset about the scar thing. This proved to Weiss that he really did love her, no matter how she looked. But there was a chance no scars would be left.
“Unconcious?”
“Yeah”
“Is she going to wake up?”
“There’s a 40% chance she will”
“40%”
“Yeah”
“I knew it.”
“What?”
“I should of told her as soon as I found out she was alive. I should of told her I love her”
“It’s not your fault Vaughn”
“Yes it is. I had every chance to tell her but I kidded myself. Everytime I saw her and my heart raced and did little flips I ignored it and pretended those feelings weren’t real. When I stopped getting that tiny miniscule increase in my heart race when I saw Lauren I ignoreded it and pretended my heart was racing as fast as it does when I see Sydney. I lied to myself. I lied to her.”
“Vaughn. Anyone in your position would of done the same thing.”
Vaughn looked at Weiss.
“Weiss there is only a 40% chance she will bloody wake up! I lied to myself because I thought she would always be alive. I thought that pretending I didn’t love her would mean I would fall out of love with her. And now here she is unconcious and I was to busy trying to make my feelings go away and now she could die not knowing that I do love her.”
“She won’t die Vaughn. She too strong to die”
“But what about all those times you told me she was crying. You told me she told you that she didn’t feel strong anymore. What if me pretending I don’t love her made her weak.”
“Vaughn she wont die. She will stay alive, to see you again”
“What if she doesn’t want to see me again”
“Vaughn she loves you. You idiot”
“She does?”
“Vaughn you know she does. Don’t hide the fact that you both love her. The doc said that she needs to hear peoples voices that she familer with. You have to go talk to her.”
“I cant. I just cant.”
“Vaughn. You have to. It will help her.”
“Hearing my voice will only cause her pain.”
“Vaughn…”
“NO WEISS. I can’t look at her again. Weiss don’t you understand. It’s my fault she’s in that hospital bed.”
“Just think about it Vaughn”
Weiss got up and headed towards his room.
“Oh, and by the way. Lauren wants you to call her. Divorce her Vaughn”
Vaughn couldn’t bring himself to call Lauren. He also couldn’t bring himself to think about going to talk to Sydney. So he thought about the good old days. The days when she was his.