ohiochic2010
Cadet
WOW IT"S AN UPDATE. Is it real? *pokes update* Yup it's real. SO y'all this is most likethe your last update before I leave for London (I'll be there the same time as the killers [I won't get to see them perform but I'll still be there]), Paris, and Lyon.
A/N I know the lyric's are a spoof of the chappy, but I love the song so much I had to include it.
Vaughn watched as Lauren’s face got closer and closer and closer. He couldn’t help but be repulsively reminded of worse times as she puckered her lips that annoying way she did. It was all he could do to keep from throwing up as her lips came in contact with his.
SOMETIME EARLIER
Jamie watched as a blonde woman approached them. She could see Vaughn tense up. Hatred burned so bright in Sydney’s eyes that Jamie couldn’t bear to look into them. Vaughn positioned himself as if to protect Syd.
“Michael, love, you’re finally back. I was so worried about you.” The woman said. What’s going on? Isn’t she supposed to hate Vaughn?
“She’s in denial.
Vaughn muttered low enough for only Syd and Jamie to hear.
“Come love, you’ve been gone for so long why don’t we head back to our flat?” Vaughn opened his mouth to say something, but this fierceness flashed through Lauren’s eyes. “What’s wrong love?” Lauren asked as if nothing was wrong. Then when Vaughn still didn’t move she suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him up and walked off. Syd and I stared at them shocked. Then Syd suddenly jumped up.
“I’m going after them.’ She said.
“You can’t you’re pregnant.”
“That doesn’t matter if Vaughn doesn’t come home.”
“Yes it does, because one he will come home Lauren thinks they’re still in love and you are still dead; two if he doesn’t come home you will want to have that piece of him with you forever. So go back to the hotel before you make the biggest mistake of your life, and I’ll handle this, after all I was trained by the best.”
WEISS’S POV
How can I raise her child? She was so much more. It was like she knew life; she knew her goal; she knew… that she would die young. She lived it so full, so complete. She was Jamie’s rock, but she crumbled. How can I follow that? How can I do this? There’ll be first kisses, boyfriends, HE** I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF SHE’S HAD HER PERIOD YET! I’ve got to help her through missions, through the evils she’ll be exposed to. I have to be there for her birthdays; I’ve got to give her a life, because she doesn’t know she’s giving hers up to the CIA. I don’t know what’s going on in her head? She has too much potential to depend on some one like me. I’ve got amazing people as friends, but who am I alone? Nothing, I don’t have the talent of her trainers, or the life force of her mother, or the ability to remain cold to her like her father so she’ll learn not to try to depend on me. I’m the worst person to raise her.
At this moment Weiss walked past they calendar he had hanging in his kitchen. Look! I can’t even remember her birthday. It’s the only birthday I should have to remember, and I can’t. She’s in Paris right now pretending to be a family with the people who she deserves to be raised by, while I sit at home and wallow in self-pity. I should be there at the Rotunda right now pacing around worrying my a** off, that’s what Vaughn did for Syd. I shouldn’t be here; I shouldn’t have even let her join the CIA. So on her birthday she's in Paris innocent to the knowledge that because I didn't warn her like a guardian’s supposed to she has given away all chance to live her teenage years, or to have a normal relationship, he** a normal anything in fact. She’s the one who’s lost everything and is still taking chances, while I’m the one who’s lost nothing, and takes no chances. How Ironic.
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
Isn't it ironic ... don't you think
SYD’S POV
I’ve just let a child save the man I love. Well at least attempt to. Am I insane? It used to be him sitting around worrying his a** off about me, while I was the one in the middle of all the action. Now I’m the worrying while a 12 year old goes to save him from the devil. Just as I thought we could lead a normal life. How ironic.
Chorus
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought ... it figures
VAUGHN’S POV
I awoke suddenly to see Lauren sitting on her bed staring at me.
“Sorry love, but you’re always better drowsy.” She said. At this moment I heard my cell phone ringing. I slowly reached to get.
“Do you have to answer your phone now?” I decided the best way to get out of this was to play the part.
“But darling, it probably just the CIA calling to tell me that everything is just peachy.” I said adding in my puppy dog eyes.
“Fine, but just this once love.” I hated that pet name so much. I grabbed the phone and answered.
“Vaughn.”
“Oh, Michael I missed you so much. You were the best thing that happened to me. I just want a second chance.” I heard a familiar voice sob into the phone.
“Alice?”
“Yes, of course it’s me. Please come back to me I need you.” God, this is ironic.
“Alice, I’m in love with some one else.” I lowered my voice so Lauren wouldn’t hear me, “We are getting married, and having a child. I have no regrets, nor any need to go back to you. Go find someone else to pay for your expenses.” All of my past relationships coming back to me at once. Just before I set my phone down I saw they date and chuckled silently.
{*{*{*Flash back {*{*{*
“Ok.” The doctor started, “So the baby should be due October 23, which means it was created on December 11.”
“What?!?! But we well, ummm… you know…” Syd stammered.
“What she’s trying to say is that you were on a business trip that day, weren’t you honey.” I said trying to get Syd to not talk about what happened on December 11. It was ironic that the doctor should think we created our child on the day Lauren Reed tried to kill Syd.
“Sorry, I made a mistake. It’s really created May 10, and due February 26.” The doctor said. Syd and I both sighed in relief.
{*{*{*{*END FLAshBACK {*{*{*
Ironic.
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
'Well isn't this nice...'
And isn't it ironic ... don't you think
Repeat Chorus
Jamie’s POV
I watched as Vaughn was dragged into the hotel. Thank god for comms. I could hear every word Lauren was saying. But how to get into the room? How? Especially with this idiot following me, what am I supposed to do? I hadn’t learned this yet. Sydney hadn’t taught me anything about a situation like this. Well let’s set priorities, first I need to get rid of the stalker.
Sydney’s POV
All of the sudden my phone started ringing.
“What the heck, who’s calling right now?” I said to myself as I answered the phone.
“Sydney Bristow”
“Hello, Ms. Bristow, it’s your real-estate agent Maxine Choler. I was just calling to let you know that the house you and Mr. Vaughn put an offer on was sold to someone else. Have a nice day.” HAVE A NICE DAY! HAVE ANICE DAY! I just lost my husband for god sakes. I chucked the phone at the wall and watched as it burst into a bunch of pieces. Sh*t, that was my only communication with base camp. Great.
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face
It's a traffic jam when you're already late
It's a no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic... don't you think
A little too ironic... and yeah I really do think...
Repeat Chorus
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out
Lyrics- "Ironic" by Alanis Morisette
Here you go. BTW this is unbeta'd like all of my chappy's. Sorry
A/N I know the lyric's are a spoof of the chappy, but I love the song so much I had to include it.
Vaughn watched as Lauren’s face got closer and closer and closer. He couldn’t help but be repulsively reminded of worse times as she puckered her lips that annoying way she did. It was all he could do to keep from throwing up as her lips came in contact with his.
SOMETIME EARLIER
Jamie watched as a blonde woman approached them. She could see Vaughn tense up. Hatred burned so bright in Sydney’s eyes that Jamie couldn’t bear to look into them. Vaughn positioned himself as if to protect Syd.
“Michael, love, you’re finally back. I was so worried about you.” The woman said. What’s going on? Isn’t she supposed to hate Vaughn?
“She’s in denial.
Vaughn muttered low enough for only Syd and Jamie to hear.
“Come love, you’ve been gone for so long why don’t we head back to our flat?” Vaughn opened his mouth to say something, but this fierceness flashed through Lauren’s eyes. “What’s wrong love?” Lauren asked as if nothing was wrong. Then when Vaughn still didn’t move she suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him up and walked off. Syd and I stared at them shocked. Then Syd suddenly jumped up.
“I’m going after them.’ She said.
“You can’t you’re pregnant.”
“That doesn’t matter if Vaughn doesn’t come home.”
“Yes it does, because one he will come home Lauren thinks they’re still in love and you are still dead; two if he doesn’t come home you will want to have that piece of him with you forever. So go back to the hotel before you make the biggest mistake of your life, and I’ll handle this, after all I was trained by the best.”
WEISS’S POV
How can I raise her child? She was so much more. It was like she knew life; she knew her goal; she knew… that she would die young. She lived it so full, so complete. She was Jamie’s rock, but she crumbled. How can I follow that? How can I do this? There’ll be first kisses, boyfriends, HE** I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF SHE’S HAD HER PERIOD YET! I’ve got to help her through missions, through the evils she’ll be exposed to. I have to be there for her birthdays; I’ve got to give her a life, because she doesn’t know she’s giving hers up to the CIA. I don’t know what’s going on in her head? She has too much potential to depend on some one like me. I’ve got amazing people as friends, but who am I alone? Nothing, I don’t have the talent of her trainers, or the life force of her mother, or the ability to remain cold to her like her father so she’ll learn not to try to depend on me. I’m the worst person to raise her.
At this moment Weiss walked past they calendar he had hanging in his kitchen. Look! I can’t even remember her birthday. It’s the only birthday I should have to remember, and I can’t. She’s in Paris right now pretending to be a family with the people who she deserves to be raised by, while I sit at home and wallow in self-pity. I should be there at the Rotunda right now pacing around worrying my a** off, that’s what Vaughn did for Syd. I shouldn’t be here; I shouldn’t have even let her join the CIA. So on her birthday she's in Paris innocent to the knowledge that because I didn't warn her like a guardian’s supposed to she has given away all chance to live her teenage years, or to have a normal relationship, he** a normal anything in fact. She’s the one who’s lost everything and is still taking chances, while I’m the one who’s lost nothing, and takes no chances. How Ironic.
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
Isn't it ironic ... don't you think
SYD’S POV
I’ve just let a child save the man I love. Well at least attempt to. Am I insane? It used to be him sitting around worrying his a** off about me, while I was the one in the middle of all the action. Now I’m the worrying while a 12 year old goes to save him from the devil. Just as I thought we could lead a normal life. How ironic.
Chorus
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought ... it figures
VAUGHN’S POV
I awoke suddenly to see Lauren sitting on her bed staring at me.
“Sorry love, but you’re always better drowsy.” She said. At this moment I heard my cell phone ringing. I slowly reached to get.
“Do you have to answer your phone now?” I decided the best way to get out of this was to play the part.
“But darling, it probably just the CIA calling to tell me that everything is just peachy.” I said adding in my puppy dog eyes.
“Fine, but just this once love.” I hated that pet name so much. I grabbed the phone and answered.
“Vaughn.”
“Oh, Michael I missed you so much. You were the best thing that happened to me. I just want a second chance.” I heard a familiar voice sob into the phone.
“Alice?”
“Yes, of course it’s me. Please come back to me I need you.” God, this is ironic.
“Alice, I’m in love with some one else.” I lowered my voice so Lauren wouldn’t hear me, “We are getting married, and having a child. I have no regrets, nor any need to go back to you. Go find someone else to pay for your expenses.” All of my past relationships coming back to me at once. Just before I set my phone down I saw they date and chuckled silently.
{*{*{*Flash back {*{*{*
“Ok.” The doctor started, “So the baby should be due October 23, which means it was created on December 11.”
“What?!?! But we well, ummm… you know…” Syd stammered.
“What she’s trying to say is that you were on a business trip that day, weren’t you honey.” I said trying to get Syd to not talk about what happened on December 11. It was ironic that the doctor should think we created our child on the day Lauren Reed tried to kill Syd.
“Sorry, I made a mistake. It’s really created May 10, and due February 26.” The doctor said. Syd and I both sighed in relief.
{*{*{*{*END FLAshBACK {*{*{*
Ironic.
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
'Well isn't this nice...'
And isn't it ironic ... don't you think
Repeat Chorus
Jamie’s POV
I watched as Vaughn was dragged into the hotel. Thank god for comms. I could hear every word Lauren was saying. But how to get into the room? How? Especially with this idiot following me, what am I supposed to do? I hadn’t learned this yet. Sydney hadn’t taught me anything about a situation like this. Well let’s set priorities, first I need to get rid of the stalker.
Sydney’s POV
All of the sudden my phone started ringing.
“What the heck, who’s calling right now?” I said to myself as I answered the phone.
“Sydney Bristow”
“Hello, Ms. Bristow, it’s your real-estate agent Maxine Choler. I was just calling to let you know that the house you and Mr. Vaughn put an offer on was sold to someone else. Have a nice day.” HAVE A NICE DAY! HAVE ANICE DAY! I just lost my husband for god sakes. I chucked the phone at the wall and watched as it burst into a bunch of pieces. Sh*t, that was my only communication with base camp. Great.
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face
It's a traffic jam when you're already late
It's a no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic... don't you think
A little too ironic... and yeah I really do think...
Repeat Chorus
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out
Lyrics- "Ironic" by Alanis Morisette
Here you go. BTW this is unbeta'd like all of my chappy's. Sorry
