What Happens in Vegas...

SkyGirl5

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Okay i had several requests for this fic to be next so here you guys go!

i just wanted to clear something up first. I mentioned in the last fic that i was "running out" of new ones to post...and while that's true, i just mean im running out by my own standards. Typically, i have a five month waiting period between finishing a fic and starting to post it, but the last fic i finished was the end of june, so that takes us up to the end of 2007 more or less. That is the end though. I'm very sorry to say that, but that's the way it has to be. Working full time has cut my free time up into fractions of what it once was, plus i am focusing on trying to write a "real" novel...which who knows how that will go. I mean, i have the novel rough draft half done, but who knows if it'll get published ;)


anyway the fic...

Title: What Happens in Vegas
Genre: S/v mild Angst. Just graduated from college fun
Summary: Sydney Bristow simply wants to enjoy her Las Vegas vacation with her best friend, Michael Vaughn poolside with a book in her hand. Sadly, Michael's friends have other plans, especially when betting is involved... [16]
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Chapter 1
“Sydney!” Irina Bristow called up the stairs to her eldest daughter. “Sydney, Michael just pulled up out front! Are you all packed?”

“Just a second!” Sydney called back down to her mother.

Irina sighed slightly and shook her head. Of course her habitually late daughter would wait until the morning of her flight to begin packing for her trip. No matter how much Irina nagged and encouraged her to pack sooner, Sydney just would not listen. When she heard a car door slam outside, Irina walked over to the front door to greet the familiar boy. The son of her very best friend, Amelia Vaughn, and the best friend of her daughter, Michael was a frequent fixture in her life.

“’Morning Irina,” Michael said pleasantly. He hopped up onto the front porch of the Bristow’s two story brick home and crammed his hands down into his jean pockets. “Is Syd ready or did she just start packing?” he asked with a slight laugh.

“Sadly, she’s still packing, but I don’t think she just started – thank goodness. Go on up; perhaps you can encourage her to go faster,” Irina said, gesturing towards the stairs behind her. Since Michael and Sydney made it clear they were not now, nor would they be in the near future, in a romantic relationship, Irina saw no problem in Michael going upstairs into Sydney’s room unsupervised. Her husband, on the other hand, was not overly thrilled about it, but he was usually at work and was unaware of it anyway.

Giving her a soft smile, Michael jogged up the stairs past Irina. He turned down the left side of the hallway and went into the second door on the right, Sydney’s room. There, he found her digging through her drawers full of clothing, a half packed suitcase open on her pink-clad bed. “Syyyyyyd,” Michael groaned. “C’mon we’re supposed to leave in like…two minutes!” he said after glancing down at his watch.

“And I’ll be done in two minutes if you leave me alone,” she said in a sweet voice that had a razor sharp edge. Rising up his hands in defense, Michael backed two steps away from her and leaned up against the doorframe to wait.

The trip for which Sydney was packing was their “Thank God we’ve finally graduated from college!” celebratory trip to Las Vegas. While Sydney and Michael graduated from the same school, the trip was not a joint idea between them. Really, it had been cooked up by Michael and a group of four of his friends, with whom Sydney was not very close. Michael invited her along, though, stating that he did not want her to be left out. Besides, she did not even have to hang out with them if she did not want to; they were simply splitting the cost of a hotel room more ways.

At first, Sydney was very reluctant to tag along, fearing she would be the third (in this case sixth) wheel. Besides, in her view, Michael’s crew of cronies was not a bunch she got along with particularly well. Quite frankly, they teased her more than she would have liked for a supposedly mature group of twenty-two year olds. Though she was hesitant to go, Michael practically begged her on his hands and knees to tag along with them. Finally, he was able to seal the deal by stating the trip would not be complete without his best friend there to share it; this Sydney could not say no to.


“Okay, okay, I’m ready,” Sydney sighed five minutes after Michael arrived. He had been tapping his foot impatiently all that time in hopes of getting her to pack faster. Instead, all he succeeded in doing was earning a few menacing glares, which slowed the packing process down even more.

“Did ya pack that little red bikini?” he asked teasingly.

She gave him a look. “Don’t be such a guy,” she warned.

“Sorry; its my nature,” he smiled. Then he picked up her now full suitcase from the bed and carried it downstairs and out to his trunk. He waited while Sydney hugged her mother and said goodbye, even though they would only be gone for five days. Once this was over, Sydney climbed into the passenger seat of his car and buckled her seat belt.

“I can’t believe we’re really going to Vegas,” Sydney sighed, tucking her hair behind her ears.

“You mean you can’t believe you agreed to go to Vegas?” Michael questioned with an eyebrow raise.

“Well yeah, that too,” she laughed softly. Gambling definitely was not her thing, neither was drinking. Since her chosen major, chemistry, left little free time, she had very minimal experience with the latter. Further more, she was not interested in gambling at all and planned on not doing so. Well, maybe she would try a slot machine just to say she had done so, but there was no way she was playing poker; she already knew she was terrible at it, so why prove that by risking lots of money doing so?

“C’mon Syd, everyone’s gotta go to Vegas once in their life. It’s like…a rule or something,” Michael told her.

“Oh yes, I’m sure it is,” she rolled her eyes. “Although, I’m pretty sure Nadia thinks so. All morning she was going on and on about how unfair it is she still has three more years before she graduates and can do the same.” Sydney sighed, shaking her head slightly at her younger and much more spoiled sister.

“Well we couldn’t have taken her anyway; she’s not twenty-one yet,” Michael pointed out.

“Try telling her that,” Sydney laughed.

After a brief drive, they arrived at the airport, unloaded their baggage, and hurried into the terminal. There, they met up with the group of four friends who would be joining them: Steve, his girlfriend Tammy, Andrew, and Jas (short for Jasmine, though no one called her that). Sydney said polite hellos to them all before shrinking back behind Michael, hoping to stay out of view and thus out of the conversation. Being Michael’s best friend, she had met the foursome many times over; however, she could not say she was close friends with – or even friendly with – any of them. That was why her suitcase was chockfull of reading material for the poolside.

“C’mon let’s go guys – the sooner we get there the sooner Sydney gets her surprise!” Andrew said with a rather obnoxious wink.

“Surprise?” Sydney asked very cautiously.

“Yeah, we all chipped in – we’re getting you a male hooker so you can lose your virginity!” Jas laughed.

“Wonderful,” Sydney muttered under her breath as she rolled her eyes; it was going to be a very long week.
 

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Great start... Although I don't think I would like those friends of Michael's very much either. They hardly know Syd and they're suggesting things like that.. it's not very nice. Can't wait to see what happens in Vegas tho.
 
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awesome start
love it!!!
so sad to hear we're nearing the end of your fics even tho we still have awhile to go! :( but i understand!
a real book tho??! thats cool!! good luck with that!! i know i would buy it and read it!!
cant wait for more!!
 
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Hey!~!
it's me pheonix!~! :P
“Sydney!” Irina Bristow called up the stairs to her eldest daughter. “Sydney, Michael just pulled up out front! Are you all packed?”

“Just a second!” Sydney called back down to her mother.

Irina sighed slightly and shook her head. Of course her habitually late daughter would wait until the morning of her flight to begin packing for her trip. No matter how much Irina nagged and encouraged her to pack sooner, Sydney just would not listen. When she heard a car door slam outside, Irina walked over to the front door to greet the familiar boy. The son of her very best friend, Amelia Vaughn, and the best friend of her daughter, Michael was a frequent fixture in her life.

“’Morning Irina,” Michael said pleasantly. He hopped up onto the front porch of the Bristow’s two story brick home and crammed his hands down into his jean pockets. “Is Syd ready or did she just start packing?” he asked with a slight laugh.
:LOL: Sydney's just like me!~! :P
“Did ya pack that little red bikini?” he asked teasingly.

She gave him a look. “Don’t be such a guy,” she warned.

“Sorry; its my nature,” he smiled.
i bet ya she did pach her lil red bikini just for vaughn!~! :P
After a brief drive, they arrived at the airport, unloaded their baggage, and hurried into the terminal. There, they met up with the group of four friends who would be joining them: Steve, his girlfriend Tammy, Andrew, and Jas (short for Jasmine, though no one called her that). Sydney said polite hellos to them all before shrinking back behind Michael, hoping to stay out of view and thus out of the conversation. Being Michael’s best friend, she had met the foursome many times over; however, she could not say she was close friends with – or even friendly with – any of them. That was why her suitcase was chockfull of reading material for the poolside.

“C’mon let’s go guys – the sooner we get there the sooner Sydney gets her surprise!” Andrew said with a rather obnoxious wink.

“Surprise?” Sydney asked very cautiously.

“Yeah, we all chipped in – we’re getting you a male hooker so you can lose your virginity!” Jas laughed.

“Wonderful,” Sydney muttered under her breath as she rolled her eyes; it was going to be a very long week.
hey!~!
leave Syd alone u 4!~!
don't worry Sydney vaughny's there for ya!~!
Phe[color="#932CC"]o[/color]nix:P
 

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Chapter 2
During the five hour flight from their Virginia home to Las Vegas, Sydney felt as though she was flying back in time to her high school years, perhaps to even a more juvenile time. The foursome she and Michael were traveling with could not have been a more rowdy, misbehaving bunch. They were laughing and squealing and jumping over each other in their seats, obviously annoying those sitting around them.

Flight attendants continually asked them to settle down, but they merely snickered as the flight attendant walked away, calmed down for a minute or so, and then went right back to their mischief. Sydney practically wanted to crawl underneath her seat just so she would not be associated with the people sitting in front of her. Finally, a threat of legal ramifications from the air mashall on board the flight got the foursome to settle down, though they were still laughing more loudly than they should have been.

After they could no longer horse around for entertainment, Andrew and Jas turned their attention on their upcoming trip, while Steve and Tammy turned their focus on one another. Sadly, Andrew and Jas’s trip talk turned back to their joke on Sydney, which made her feel as though she was sitting through high school all over again.

Back in high school…well, Sydney did not like to dwell on that time very much mostly because it was not a particularly happy time for her. While Sydney and Michael attended the same school it didn’t always feel that way. Michael was most definitely part of the popular crowd, not just because of his unmatchable good looks, but also because he was the star of the school’s baseball team (state champs three years running, thanks to their star pitcher). Sydney, on the complete opposite end of things, was not known for anything except perhaps her academic success, and that was only by her teachers. For the most part, she was impossible to pick out in the crowded school hallways and she liked it that way.

True, she was not miserably unhappy during her high school existence. She did have a few close friends who she spent many fun times with. However, there were times when she wished she could just quit school all together despite her 4.0 grade point average. This was because of the only attention she seemed to get from those above her in the social hierarchy and that was in the form of teasing. Whether it was her clothes, her glasses, the fact that she answered questions during class or simply the fact that she was breathing, Sydney always found herself the target of some form of mockery.

For the most part it wasn’t that bad. After all, if they were mocking her because her jeans were a no-name brand or from Old Navy instead of Abercrombie, what did it matter? Jeans were jeans and, frankly, Sydney could not see the logic in paying eighty-five dollars for a pair of pants that already had holes in them; that was ridiculous and she could easily ignore that kind of teasing. When the scorning ran a little deeper, though, it was harder to bear. For example, during her junior year Sydney got her first real boyfriend, so to speak anyway. They were technically dating, but they rarely went out on dates. They simply sat together while eating lunch in the cafeteria and went to movies on Saturday afternoons; the most they ever shared was a kiss on the cheek – nothing more.

When the popular crowd got wind of the “geeks in love” as they called it since Sydney’s boyfriend was equally as studious as she, their teasing was endless. They threw fake black “nerd” glasses at them whole time they ate their lunch and constantly mocked them. The final straw was when Sydney found a package of condoms taped to her locker along with a note requesting she and her boyfriend use protection lest they populate the earth with more freaks. That day she went home crying from school, broke up with her boyfriend, and never wanted to return. She did, of course, mostly by the force of her parents, but it was quite some time before things became any better for her.


Michael was the only member of the popular crowd who did not treat her as though she was a disease that needed to be eliminated. He never said anything even the slightest bit mean or rude to her. In fact, if one or more of his cronies were being particularly mean to her, he would sternly tell them to knock it off before flashing her a smile.

Since their mothers had been friends practically ever sine they were born (they met at the pediatrician just a few weeks after Sydney’s birth), Sydney and Michael had always been forced to spend time together at barbeques or birthday parties or some get-together of that nature. They were always friendly with one another; they simply were not close friends. If Michael saw Sydney in the hall, he would either smile or wave at her, and they would talk casually while over at one another’s house with their mother but they never went out of the way to hang out together. True, they did go to the beach together with their families one summer during high school and spent the entire week together (since there was nothing else to do) but that was the extend of their time together—until they went to college.

Upon graduating from high school, Michael decided he wanted to get as far away from Virginia as possible, so he went to a school in California. Sydney, thinking he was insane for going that far if nothing more because of the complicated moving in, moving out process, went to a school only forty minutes from her home. Just as their first college year was ending, terrible news came: Michael’s mother, Amelia, had breast cancer.

The doctors assured them that the cancer was in its early stages and was very treatable, but still, both the Vaughn and Bristow families were stunned by the news. After finishing out the year in California, Michael decided to transfer to a school close by home just incase, God forbid, something worse happened. He transferred to the same school Sydney went to as it was the closest university to their home town.

During the summer between their freshmen and sophomore years of college, Sydney and Michael were practically inseparable. Sydney and her mother were volunteering their time in the Vaughn, helping with laundry, cooking and cleaning while Amelia was recovering from her chemotherapy. In that time, all Michael wanted to do was be close to someone familiar, someone he cared about and that person just happened to be Sydney.

That summer they realized just how much they had missed each other and how they had taken for granted the time they weren’t friends during high school. As it turned out, they actually had a lot in common besides their obvious social differences. They liked the same movies, music, and even some of the same books. Since they had the advantage of knowing each other since, well, forever they could talk for hours without ever feeling bored or uncomfortable.

Interestingly enough, in that time, the idea of becoming romantically involved never crossed either of their minds. True, it was a tough time for the Vaughn family and they were just trying to get through it, but it really was not an issue for them. They were just friends, best friends, actually and they stayed that way through the rest of their three year college career.


“Ladies and Gentlemen we are making our final decent into Las Vegas; please fasten your seatbelts,” a flight attendant announced over the plane loudspeaker.

“Sweet we’re here!” Andrew cheered.

“Finally,” Sydney sighed under her breath.
 
I love reading the backstories you create
they are always so great
i love em and this one is so good except the wole breastcancer thig that really sucks
but poor syd why the hell isnt michael tellin his friends to shut up
and are they the same friends from highschool?? or new friends?
 
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Amazing start sweetie!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know it's already the second chapter but I didn't have time to check this update yeterday :mad: but I'm all caught up now :shamefullyembarrased:

:LOL: I love this soooo much already!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Those guys Vaughn is hanging out with aren't good for him... I wonder what they are going to come up with for a bet :unsure: but I'm afraid it won't be good :( which means Michael needs to cheer her up
 

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As always, brilliant!!!!!

I wonder what the bet is going to be!!
It is kinda sad that her only friend on this trip is Vaughn!! I hope the others are not too hard on her!!

I am sad and excited all at the same time about your novel that is the works!! Sad, because it means the end
of your fics, which I look forward to reading everyday, but happy because it is what you want!!

Maybe after you finish your first novel, you can write a Syd and Vaughn book? Can you tell I miss Alias!! I would buy it!!
 

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Awww.. Poor high-school Sydney. But at least Michael was there for her. I sense a really great story ahead. :)

Thanks of the pm. Can't wait for tomorrow's update. Good luck with your novel, Janet!!
 
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wow this sounds really good. i feel really bad for Syd :( her backstory was sad. hopefully, if the people continue to tease her on the trip, she has Michael to comfort her ;]


can't wait for more :D
 

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Chapter 3
After arriving at the hotel and being amazed by its swanky interior and expansive casino, the six of them checked into their hotel rooms and made their way up to drop off their bags before hitting the two. Once upstairs in their adjoining rooms, though, they encountered a problem.

Since they had two rooms and six people – three boys, three girls – Sydney assumed that the boys would have one room and the girls would have another; a perfect situation. However, it appeared that Steve and Tammy wanted to share a bed in one of the rooms. This made the group unhappy since at least one of them would be in the same room with the couple and they did not want to be in the same space when Steve and Tammy were kissing one another (or worse). Though Steve and Tammy promised they would keep themselves in check, it still created a problem on how to divide up the remaining three beds between the remaining four people.


“Dude there is no way I’m sharing a bed with Michael – that’s sick!” Andrew proclaimed. Everyone immediately groaned.

“Oh just grow up!”

“It’s not like you have to enjoy it…even though you might,” Steve snickered. This earned him a rather violent punch on the shoulder from Andrew, who was looking very annoyed.

“I’m serious!” Andrew maintained. “I can’t share a bed with Michael!”

“Well he doesn’t smell that bad,” Sydney chimed in, finding a rare moment to make the group laugh instead of turning on her viciously. Luckily it worked, and they all laughed, except Michael, who gave her a rather unamused look.

“It’s not just that – I can’t share a bed with a guy; that’s disgusting. Jas and I will share a bed,” Andrew said, locking an arm around the dark haired girl’s neck.

“No we won’t!” Jas insisted, pushing Andrews arm away from her.

“Yeah it’ll work out fine – Steve and Tammy, you and I, Sydney and Michael, and then we’ll have a bed leftover for our suitcases and other stuff,” Andrew rationalized.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Michael jumped in, looking rather concerned. “Sydney and I!?”

“Yeah, apparently she’s the only one who can stand your stench,” Steve laughed, clapping Michael on the shoulder rather roughly. Michael glared at him.

“Oh you guys we can’t do that to Sydney,” Jas said in a sweet voice. “I mean, you know her, she’s probably never even touched a guy before. If we make her share a bed with Mikey here poor Sandra Dee’s head might just explode.” Jas giggled rather wickedly while everyone else laughed as well and gave Sydney a patronizing look.

With a determined expression and a slight growl under her breath, Sydney picked up her bag from the floor and stated, “We’re taking the bed closer to the bathroom,” before stomping into the adjoining room.

Just as she set her luggage up onto the bed and began to unzip it, Michael walked into the room looking very cautious. “Um, Syd, you know we don’t have to share a bed if you don’t want to? I mean, I’m sure I could talk to the guys and we could make arrangements otherwise…”

“Michael it’s fine, really. Unless you don’t want to share a bed with me?” she asked, her tone very dangerous. After her time of the plane plus the teasing on the way to the hotel from the airport she was really on edge.

“No no, it’s fine with me,” he said, squeaking ever so slightly. Truthfully, sometimes he was a little bit afraid of her if for no other reason than the horrifying flashes of what would befall him if her father caught wind of him upsetting her.

“Good, now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to change into my bathing suit and go down to the pool so I can enjoy this beautiful weather,” she said. Michael nodded quickly before stepping out of the room and closing the door behind him. Once in the other room, he found more bickering going on as they decided who would take which bed.

“Okay fine!” Tammy shouted, taking control of the situation. “We’re not having a luggage bed. Steve and I will sleep in here; Sydney and Michael in there, and then you two can pick which of you stays where that way Andrew can have his own bed,” she said in an obviously patronizing tone, looking between Andrew and Jas.

“I call in there!” Jas exclaimed, pointing to the room in which Sydney was changing. She slung her bag over her shoulder and was just about to walk through the adjoining door when Michael practically threw himself in front of her.

“No you can’t! I mean, Sydney’s changing right now…give her a minute,” he added more casually.

“Sweet I get to see her chastity belt up close and in person!” Jas laughed, trying to push her way through the door once more.

“Guys c’mon and give Sydney a break, okay? This is her vacation too and its not fair if you ruin it for her,” Michael told them.

“Jeez we’re just having fun!”

“No, no, having fun would be…making a comment about… I don’t know, how you don’t like her baiting suit or whatever,” he said, trying to find a topic that was consistent with minimal teasing instead of the borderline cruel kind. “This is malicious and its constant so…take it down a notch, okay?” he asked.

“Fine.” Everyone in the room grumbled with agreement. Of course, the second Michael moved from his position blocking the doorway to his room, Jas burst through it. She grumbled with disappointment when she noticed that Sydney was changing in the bathroom instead of out in the main bedroom, but Michael was glad about this; it was already going to be hard enough to wrangle his friends away from her that weekend; they didn’t need to make it worse by exposing her, half naked, to the group.

As everyone began packing their luggage, Michael did the same, carrying his in the other room and sitting it on the bed next to Sydney’s. As he was going through it and setting out toiletry supplies to carry into the bathroom, Sydney emerged in a red bikini top and cutoff jean shorts, under which there presumably was a red bikini bottom to match the top. Upon seeing her, Michael promptly dropped everything in his hands back into his bag. Of course it was not the first time he had seen her in a bikini, but there was something about seeing such a vast amount of flesh on any attractive woman that made him all thumbs.

“So-so you’re going to the pool then now like now?” he stammered, inwardly kicking himself for sounding like a fool.

“Um…yeah,” she said, giving him a peculiar look as she pulled out a novel from the side pocket of her luggage.

“Well I’ll come with you if-if you want,” he smiled softly at her.

“Don’t you want to go and start drinking and gambling with everyone else?” she raised a curious eyebrow at him.

He shook his head. “I can gamble anytime; it’s only sunny during the day.”

“Alright, whatever,” she shrugged slightly. Then she turned her attention back to her bag as she looked for a very important item. Sadly, it was not there; she had forgotten it in her haste earlier that morning. “felgercarb I forgot sunscreen…”

“I think I have some or you could borrow some from Jas….or I’m sure you can buy it at the hotel gift shop,” he added quickly at the less than amused look on her face. “Just gimmie five minutes and we’ll go.”

“Okay,” she agreed. Then, she sat down on the bed and opened her book with a sigh to read a bit more while she waited.
 
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