Here it is...The Finale Chapter! Oh, surprises, you ask? Drama? You better believe it!
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<span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'>Chapter 30-Forever And A Day</span>
Weiss knocked on the door to Sydney and Vaughn's room.
"Come in." Sydney said.
He opened the door slowly and smiled when he saw her. She stood facing a long mirror, a trench coat draped over her.
"We need you out there soon. What's with the coat?"
She stayed facing the mirror. "I'm afraid to take it off. I feel like, I'm not sure if my dress is really there; if this is really my wedding day; if I'm really getting married; if my life with the CIA is really over..."
"Syd..." Weiss moved closer to her, placing his hand on her shoulder; she turned suddenly, knocking his hand off.
The coat fell, revealing her dress. She wore a white outerskirt with a silver trim. The top went over her shoulder's, making a wave down her back. The whole dress extended behind her feet.
Tears ran down her face.
"What's wrong?" Weiss asked.
"Something doesn't feel right, Eric."
"What do you mean? What? Why?"
"My dad should be here."
"But he is!" he said, grabbing her shoulders. "And he's happy for you."
"You sure?" she asked him, smiling.
"Of course." he said. "You're beautiful."
She smiled again and he kissed her forehead, then tiled her face and kissed her longingly, reaching for the back of her dress. She pushed him away.
"Eric, I--"
"Sydney, I'm sorry. I just, I.....I love you."
"I'll see you out there." he said, walking out and closing the door.
She sat on the bed.
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TWENTY MINUTES LATER
Vaughn stood under an open archway, in front of an altrar and watched as Sydney came out the backdoor. Weiss took her arm and escorted her down the aisle.
She smiled widely at everyone in their seats; her mother, Marshall, Carrie, Dixon, even Mitchell. All of Michael's family, all her other freinds from the office.
She stopped next to Michael.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today to witness the mairage of this man and woman. I believe that both Sydney and Michael have prepared their own vows."
"I'll go first." Sydney said.
"I didn't know it when I first met you, but I loved you. It wasn't 'till later that I realized what you meant to me; what you mean to me. You changed my life, Michael. I know that this was meant to happen. I love you more than anything. I know that if my father were here, if he were here..." she paused, and the tears began, "If he were here, he would walk me down the aisle proudly and I know that he's smiling down on us, today."
"Sydney, you are the star in my life." Michael began. "I feel like the luckiest guy in the world because I'm with you. When I asked you to marry me, I truly didn't think you'd say yes."
Kind laughter came from the crowd.
"Because I didn't think I deserved you. But now I know, standing here, that if the best woman I know, the strongest, most selfless, most beautiful woman I have ever had the pleasure to know, can leave the past behind, I can too. You are the air I breathe. I'm crazy about you, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."
Everyone clapped.
"Does anyone have anything they'd like to say to the bride and groom?" asked the priest.
"I'd like to say something." said someone by the side of the house.
Will Tippin came around to the backyard and stood in front of an empty seat, looking at Sydney, who had a shocked look on her face.
Her eyes traveled to Weiss, who winked at her.
"Thank god for Eric Weiss and his connections." Will said. "It would've been a lot harder to get here from Wisconsin."
Everyone laughed again.
"Sydney, I will always know you as the woman who turned my life around. On the plane ride over here, I recalled a quote I heard once: 'Love is never jealous or concieted.' Remembering that, I truly wish you guys the best of luck and happiness." He sat and everyone clapped again.
"Who has the rings?" The priest asked.
"I do!" said a tiny voice. Marhsall's son, Mitchell, jumped out of his seat and ran as fast as he could up to Michael, who bent down to take the rings.
"Thanks, Mitch."
"Mmmhmm." He ran back to Marshall.
Syd and Vaughn laughed.
"Do you, Sydney Anne Bristow, take this man, to be your lovely wedded husband, to love and to cherish and to care for, all the days of your life?"
"I do."
"And do you, Michael Vaughn, take this woman, to be your lovely wedded wife, to love and to cherish and to care for, all the days of your life?"
"I do."
"By the power vested in me, I know pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Vaughn leaned in and placed his lips on Sydney's. She leaned back and when it was over, they ran down the aisle. Everyone cheered and clapped.
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LATER THAT NIGHT
"Oh god, Michael!"
"Syd?" he ran into the bathroom where she sat.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong." she said, holding up something blue.
His eyes widened.
"Honey, I'm pregnant."
<span style='font-size:21pt;line-height:100%'>The End</span>
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I want to thank Crystal, Erin, Gillian and filmlover for being such faithful agents...I mean readers.
Yes, I kind of left it hangin', but you can think up for yourself the rest of The Vaughns' life.
