sarkattack
Cadet
A/N
Okay guys, I promised myself not to start a new story but this one has been playing in my head...and well I had to write it.
AU Story. Plenty of S/V and the rest of the gang, eventually.
Author: Me, again
intro to Unforgettable
Summary:
TV producer Michael Vaughn’s life came crashing down on a rainy night in October, as he lost his beloved wife Alice and 4 year old daughter Emma. Now at 35, he has the number one TV show in the country and a broken heart in need of serious healing. Image Consultant Sydney Bristow is hired to make over Michael Vaughn in an attempt to please the network. As they search for their own happiness, they discover that the opportunity to work with each other might help them find the missing ingredient in their lives. Can they find each other?
Read to find out and hope you enjoy.
ldhi: CJUnforgettable
~ Part 1
When Sydney Bristow found her boyfriend Noah Hicks sitting semi naked at her computer in the middle of the night, she first thought he’d gotten lost on his way to the bathroom. But it only took a few squinty-eyed seconds for the naked truth to reveal itself.
For the past few weeks, she had some suspicions that Noah might be cheating on her. She smelled perfume on his clothes, which he had a good explanation every time and once she found lipstick on his shirt, which he said he got from a friend who got, too excited about her promotion at the bank and kissed him. Truth is, she wanted to believe that he’s being faithful to her, but he is a man after all.
The glowing red numbers on the alarm clock had told her it was three in the morning, exactly two and a half hour before she had to be awake to prepare for a meeting with her most important client. Soft light poured through the open bedroom door of her small apartment. A moan reached her. And then, Oh yeah, ohhhh…”
Noah’s voice. A glance at the empty space next to her had confirmed that he wasn’t in bed, and her suspicions grew by each passing seconds.
She’d sat up, her heart pounding. Why was Noah up at this time of night, and why was he moaning? She’d slipped out of bed and gone to the door, afraid of what she might find. If he had another woman in her apartment… “She thought as she made her way to the living room.
Not possible. Noah was sweet, loyal, faithful.
And sitting at her computer in his boxers.
Now, she blinked at the sight of him on the other side of the living room, lit by the glow of her computer monitor. His sandy brown hair had taken on a weird greenish tinge from the screen and his was typing something with one hand on the keyboard while the other one was moving up and down on his lap.
“What the hell?”
A wave of nausea rose in her stomach, but she froze, unable to make a sound or move as she stood in the doorway and continue to watch him for a few minutes. When she finally reached the boiling point, she coughed, and Noah nearly jumped out of his chair.
“Sydney!”
“What are you doing? She blurted. “No, don’t answer that. I see what you’re doing.”
Noah sighed and looked at the computer screen and then back at her.
“I was just, um, instant messaging with a friend.”
“Instant messaging? At 3: 00am?” She asked unconvinced
“It’s nothing, just a little cybersex, “he said, taking a different tack now – the casual, guilt-free male.
Sydney watched as he put on his boxers back on his hips and grabbed his t-shirt lying on the back of the chair. She wished she was okay with the all ideas of cybersex but mostly she was just pissed off.
“We haven’t had sex in weeks. Why aren’t you having sex with me instead of some girl – it is a girl right? – on the computer?” she asked with arms on her hips
“Of course it’s a girl.” He said on the defensive
“How can you be so sure?”
He looked confused. “She sent me pictures.”
Her temper flared. ”You’re probably getting it on with some middle-aged, hairy guy.”
He gasped at her as if he never considered the possibility. He sat there as she looked at him with disappointment evident in her eyes.
“Why not with me?” She asked, her voice revealing the hurt in her tone. “Do I bore you?”
Silence.
“Do I?’ She repeated. This time her tone was angrier.
A guilty look crossed his face, and he shrugged.
Shrugged?”
Shrugged.
“Get the hell out of my apartment!” She screamed.
“Sydney, you’re not boring. I’m just tired, okay? Can we talk about this tomorrow after we’ve both had some rest?”
“You’re tired?” She said angrily “You weren’t too tired to get it on with your little friend in some crazy chat room, but you’re too tired to talk? Get out!” She pointed a finger at the door. “Now!”
He stood and came towards her, all of sudden looking far more ridiculous than sexy in his semi naked form. “Can I at least get my stuff?”
She marched into the bedroom, fueled by fury and wounded pride. She opened the drawer she gave him about a month ago, took out the clothes and threw them on the floor. She scooped all his clothes, along with his shoes, went to the second-story window, opened it, and dropped everything onto the lawn below.
She turned to Noah with a smirk of satisfaction upon her face, “Your clothes are waiting for you downstairs. Now get out!” She said as he stood in the corridor and she closed the door behind him
“So THEN THE BASTARD LEFT, and I was wide awake for the rest of the night.” She said to herself as she twist and turn in the middle of her king size bed.
The next morning, she’s sitting at a local café waiting for her best friend and confident Francie Calfo. She took a long sip of her latte and wished she’d ordered something much stronger. She’s been dragging her heels all morning and still had another client to meet after lunch. After a few minutes, sitting by herself at their table, she saw Francie coming thought the door. Francie quickly sat across the table from her at their favorite lunch spot, trying not to laugh.
“I got your message. I’m so proud of you for tossing his sorry a** out the door in the middle of the night.”
Sydney was absolutely sure she wasn’t boring in bed.
Well, mostly sure…
Okay, not sure at all. She liked sex as much as the next girl, but maybe she’d been working too hard lately, focusing a little too much on her career. And maybe she hasn’t met the right man to make her go weak in the knees.
“What if he’s right? What if I’m boring in bed?” Sydney whispered
“Syd, I’m a little surprise that even Noah knows where his equipment is, let alone has any ideas about what to do with it.” She chuckled as Sydney looked down embarrassed about talking about her sex life or lack of it to her best friend in a public place
“Francie, we’ve had sex! Of course he knows what to do with it.” Sydney blushed
Francie looked unconvinced. She’d never liked Noah Hicks even from the moment Sydney first introduced him a year ago. She had a gut feeling about him, a feeling that men like Noah Hicks can be a one woman’s man, but for Sydney’s sake, she gave him the benefit of the doubt and now, as she sees her friend’s hurt in her eyes, she knew she should have trusted her instinct about him.
“Syd, the right man is out there somewhere. You have to forget all about Noah Hicks and his crazy cybersex fantasies and get yourself a real man. Let’s go out this weekend.”
“Easier said than done Fran.” Sydney smiled, “Noah appeared normal on the surface and it turned out he’s a cybersex-obsessed weirdos who preferred to have his way with someone on a computer screen than to sleep with me.”
“Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m lousy in bed.”
“Maybe, Francie smirked.” But could it be the guys you’ve been sleeping with? You slept with a handful of guys; you just haven’t met the right one that will teach you the Art of love making. She said as Sydney laughed. “Don’t laugh; it’s an Art that can be taught to anyone who wants to learn.”
“Okay I have to go; I’m meeting my new client across town.” Sydney said as she stood up from her seat and made her way to the door
“Who is it?” Francie asked as she pushed the door open and step outside to the sidewalk
“Michael Vaughn. Ever heard of him?” Sydney asked
“The TV producer?” She said surprised that a man like Michael Vaughn would need any kind of help
“Yeah, apparently the network wants to sprouts out his image and they called me. Why? What’s he like?”
“In the business, they referred to him a God. Apparently everything he touches turns to gold. He’s a big shot executive that got his big break with this show Blaze. Ever watched it?
“ No. Should I?” Sydney inquired
“It’s only the best show on TV.” Francie answered enthusiastically
“Well, I’m meeting him in about an hour and I don’t want to be late for our first meeting.” Sydney said looking at her watch
“He’s very cute, you know.” Francie smiled as she leaned on her car
“Weird cute?” Sydney asked curiously
“Definitely hot cute. You go get him Syd.” Francie said hugging her best friend before getting into her car.
TBC