secretagent03
Cadet
Title: Working At It
Description: Post Before The flood
The whole my name isn’t Michael Vaughn thing is straightened out, but there is still some serious tension between S/V. They are still engaged but aren’t really thinking about the wedding right now
Ship: Sydney and Vaughn
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Working At It
Part 1 ~After the Flood~
Sydney lay in bed massaging her left arm. It had been over a month since the accident, but her arm still hurt her sometimes. Then again, she knew she had gotten off easy with just a broken arm and some stitches. He was still on crutches with five pins in his leg. Sydney shook her head, as if that would erase her previous thought. She couldn’t feel sorry for him; after all, the accident was all his fault.
Sydney knew that wasn’t entirely true. She was just angry at him. He had been distracted, and the Jeep driver was going on 2 hours of sleep and a handful of speed pills. But still, she had barely talked to her fiancé since he had finished the explanation for his ‘My name isn’t Michael Vaughn…’ stunt.
There was a soft knock and Nadia’s dark figure became visible from inside the slightly ajar door. “Hey Syd. I was heading out to the store. Do you need anything?”
Sydney sat up so her back rested on the headboard. “Um… I think we need more toothpaste, and some pickles would be nice.”
“Ok, toothpaste and pickles.” Nadia repeated, making a mental note. She started to close the door but then changed her mind. “Sydney, are you alright?” She asked walking further into the room. Nadia sat on the end of Sydney’s bed. “I mean, you seem really distant since you left the hospital. You went right back to work like nothing happened, you don’t talk to me as much anymore, and what’s up with you and Vaughn? I mean you two haven’t talked in forever but you’re still wearing the ring.”
Sydney went back to rubbing her arm, avoiding Nadia’s eyes. “I’m fine. I guess I’m just a little tired lately.”
Nadia knew that wasn’t the reason, but the way Sydney said it, so drained and tired, she decided not to pursue it, not tonight.
After being released from the hospital, Sydney had gone back to live in her apartment with Nadia. A few weeks earlier she had considered asking her sister if Vaughn could move in. Sydney had known that Nadia would have immediately reminded her that it was Sydney’s apartment and then start looking for a new place to stay. Now though, she was happy for her sister’s good company and tact. Other people would have pursued a more satisfactory answer, but Nadia knew when she wasn’t going to get one.
Nadia sat there for a few more moments watching Sydney. She gave her sister one last worried glance before leaving Sydney alone again to wander through her private thoughts.
~
Sydney must have dozed off, because the next time she opened her eyes there was an assortment of smells coming from the kitchen and Nadia’s voice singing along with some Argentine music. She rolled over and looked at the clock. It was a quarter to nine.
Sydney got up and walked into the kitchen. “Hey, you got back.”
Nadia tuned around a little startled and turned down the music. “Yeah, about an hour and a half ago.”
“Seriously?”
Nadia gave her another worried look. “You’ve been asleep all evening. Don’t you remember? I left at 5:30 to do some errands.”
Sydney shrugged, “Like I said, I was tired.”
Syd sat down at the counter and reached over to sample some of Nadia’s creation. As she was leaning over the counter Sydney caught a particularly strong whiff and she felt a little nauseated. She sat back then, deciding to wait until dinner to try the sause.
Nadia continued to buzz around the kitchen, just like Sydney would if she were cooking. Then Nadia turned the music back up and started to dance.
“I love this song!” she exclaimed.
Sydney just smiled and watched her sister.
“Dinner will be ready in a few minutes.” Nadia said, “Can you put out the plates?”
Syd nodded and started to set the table for two. Just then Sydney’s pager went off and so did Nadia’s. They both looked at each other thinking the same thing. ‘So much for a quiet dinner for two.’ The sisters then started to pack up Nadia’s cooking. They could microwave it when they got back, whenever that would be.
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Here some links to the chaps.
Part 2 ~ The Explination
Part 3 ~ Yes... again
Part 4 ~ Encounter with the Rude Kind
Part 5 ~ Reality Check
Part 6 ~ In the Oven
Part 7 ~ The Union
Part 8 ~ Three's a crowd
Part 9 ~ Preminitions
Part 10 ~ People, Chiller, Blondie
Part 11 ~ Peanut Smudge
Part 12 ~ New Waters
Part 13 ~ Unwelcome
Description: Post Before The flood
The whole my name isn’t Michael Vaughn thing is straightened out, but there is still some serious tension between S/V. They are still engaged but aren’t really thinking about the wedding right now
Ship: Sydney and Vaughn
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Working At It
Part 1 ~After the Flood~
Sydney lay in bed massaging her left arm. It had been over a month since the accident, but her arm still hurt her sometimes. Then again, she knew she had gotten off easy with just a broken arm and some stitches. He was still on crutches with five pins in his leg. Sydney shook her head, as if that would erase her previous thought. She couldn’t feel sorry for him; after all, the accident was all his fault.
Sydney knew that wasn’t entirely true. She was just angry at him. He had been distracted, and the Jeep driver was going on 2 hours of sleep and a handful of speed pills. But still, she had barely talked to her fiancé since he had finished the explanation for his ‘My name isn’t Michael Vaughn…’ stunt.
There was a soft knock and Nadia’s dark figure became visible from inside the slightly ajar door. “Hey Syd. I was heading out to the store. Do you need anything?”
Sydney sat up so her back rested on the headboard. “Um… I think we need more toothpaste, and some pickles would be nice.”
“Ok, toothpaste and pickles.” Nadia repeated, making a mental note. She started to close the door but then changed her mind. “Sydney, are you alright?” She asked walking further into the room. Nadia sat on the end of Sydney’s bed. “I mean, you seem really distant since you left the hospital. You went right back to work like nothing happened, you don’t talk to me as much anymore, and what’s up with you and Vaughn? I mean you two haven’t talked in forever but you’re still wearing the ring.”
Sydney went back to rubbing her arm, avoiding Nadia’s eyes. “I’m fine. I guess I’m just a little tired lately.”
Nadia knew that wasn’t the reason, but the way Sydney said it, so drained and tired, she decided not to pursue it, not tonight.
After being released from the hospital, Sydney had gone back to live in her apartment with Nadia. A few weeks earlier she had considered asking her sister if Vaughn could move in. Sydney had known that Nadia would have immediately reminded her that it was Sydney’s apartment and then start looking for a new place to stay. Now though, she was happy for her sister’s good company and tact. Other people would have pursued a more satisfactory answer, but Nadia knew when she wasn’t going to get one.
Nadia sat there for a few more moments watching Sydney. She gave her sister one last worried glance before leaving Sydney alone again to wander through her private thoughts.
~
Sydney must have dozed off, because the next time she opened her eyes there was an assortment of smells coming from the kitchen and Nadia’s voice singing along with some Argentine music. She rolled over and looked at the clock. It was a quarter to nine.
Sydney got up and walked into the kitchen. “Hey, you got back.”
Nadia tuned around a little startled and turned down the music. “Yeah, about an hour and a half ago.”
“Seriously?”
Nadia gave her another worried look. “You’ve been asleep all evening. Don’t you remember? I left at 5:30 to do some errands.”
Sydney shrugged, “Like I said, I was tired.”
Syd sat down at the counter and reached over to sample some of Nadia’s creation. As she was leaning over the counter Sydney caught a particularly strong whiff and she felt a little nauseated. She sat back then, deciding to wait until dinner to try the sause.
Nadia continued to buzz around the kitchen, just like Sydney would if she were cooking. Then Nadia turned the music back up and started to dance.
“I love this song!” she exclaimed.
Sydney just smiled and watched her sister.
“Dinner will be ready in a few minutes.” Nadia said, “Can you put out the plates?”
Syd nodded and started to set the table for two. Just then Sydney’s pager went off and so did Nadia’s. They both looked at each other thinking the same thing. ‘So much for a quiet dinner for two.’ The sisters then started to pack up Nadia’s cooking. They could microwave it when they got back, whenever that would be.
---
Here some links to the chaps.
Part 2 ~ The Explination
Part 3 ~ Yes... again
Part 4 ~ Encounter with the Rude Kind
Part 5 ~ Reality Check
Part 6 ~ In the Oven
Part 7 ~ The Union
Part 8 ~ Three's a crowd
Part 9 ~ Preminitions
Part 10 ~ People, Chiller, Blondie
Part 11 ~ Peanut Smudge
Part 12 ~ New Waters
Part 13 ~ Unwelcome