A/N: Here it is for your reading enjoyment . . . The THIRD
installment of my series that doesn't actually have a name! HA! OK. This
story is titled - FROM TWO TO THREE. And I'm pretty sure it's obvious by
the title what is gonna happen in this story but I put my own twist to it.
Thanks again for all who read and reviewed THROUGH IT ALL and WAITING FOR
THAT PERFECT MOMENT. This is the sequel to WAITING FOR THAT PERFECT MOMENT.
I already have like 6 chapters written, just not typed so I don't know how
long this is gonna be. ANYWAYS! Hey did you all see the return of the Crazy
Asian Dentist! AHHH DON'T HURT MARSHALL!
Disclaimer - I own nothing. NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING! WOO!
Thanks again for all who are reading and who have read the other parts of this story. Please Review as always, each story my review number increases and this time I can only hope for more! I love you all! - Secret Agent Girl
FROM TWO TO THREE - CHAPTER 1
EVEN THE BEST LAID PLANS
"I thought you set the alarm!" Sydney yelled as she rushed from the bathroom struggling to finish buttoning her shirt while still brushing her teeth.
"I did!" Vaughn insisted as he tried to tie his tie and slip his shoes on at the same time.
"Well, it doesn't have the same effect if you shut it off before it wakes us up!" She finished getting dressed and ran down the stairs, Vaughn following closely behind.
Sydney rustled through the fridge looking for the bagels as Vaughn poured two cups of coffee in travel mugs. "Don't bother Syd, we're out of bagels."
"UH!" She moaned as she shut the fridge and turned to collect her bag and took her coffee from Vaughn. "I'll pick some up tonight after my appointment." Vaughn looked at her apprehensively. "Stop giving me that look. It's just a check-up."
"Then why are you taking a half day to drive the two hours to L.A. if it's just a check-up?"
"Because." She stated pointedly as she pulled her coat on. "Because I have had that doctor for years. She's CIA so she knows everything I have been through. So quit worrying, ok?" She leaned over and kissed him. "I'll be home around 5:30."
"Ok." Vaughn sighed as they began to leave the house. "Just be careful on the roads."
"Ok, Dad." She laughed as they each entered their own cars and drove off in the direction of the high school.
She sat on the doctor's exam table, in shock. "Are you sure?" The doctor nodded. "100%, not even the slightest room for mistake?" The doctor nodded again. "Oh, God."
She pulled up to her driveway and sat in her car, staring at her home before her. They had talked about it but had decided that they would enjoy the first few years of their marriage first. Now that was all ruined.
She watched as she saw him through the window. He walked through the living room and into the kitchen and she watched as he moved his way around, cooking. She watched for over a half hour, while still in her car. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was 6:15. Glancing back up into the house she saw Vaughn pacing while on the phone. Tears welled in her eyes. She didn't know how to tell him.
He paced back and forth. Jack hadn't heard from Sydney and neither had Will or Francie. It was almost 6:30 and he was getting scared. He stopped mid pace as he saw her, through the window, sitting in her car. "Sydney?" He raced out of the house and ran to her, pulling open the door. "Sydney, what are you doing?" He saw the tears in her eyes. He reached over and unbuckled her and forced her out of the car. "What's wrong?"
She couldn't stop crying now and he gently led her into the house. He sat her down on the couch and waited. "I don't know how to tell you."
"Tell me what?" She sat in silence. "Sydney you have always been able to tell me anything. Don't stop now."
"We wanted to wait."
"Wait for what?"
"Wait a few years. We've only been married 7 months."
"Sydney you really need to tell me what the HELL you are talking about."
"I'm pregnant."
He could have killed her. "Geez, Sydney! I though something horrible had happened! Don't ever scare me like that again!" He smiled at her.
She looked at his smiling face. "You're not mad?"
"Mad? Why would I be mad?"
"Because . . ."
"Because we wanted to wait? I don't care about the timing Syd! I didn't *plan* on you walking into the CIA. I didn't *plan* on falling in love with you. The best things in my life have been those that I didn't *plan*. This is just one more thing on that list." He leaned down and kissed her smiling face.
To say that they were happy was an understatement. Vaughn couldn't stop smiling each time he saw Sydney. After two days of his nonstop smiling, even Sydney was getting annoyed. "Knock it off!"
"What?"
"The smiling! I love your smile but geez Mike!" He laughed and pulled her to him, kissing her.
"Deal with my smiling, because I don't plan on stopping, ever."
3 days after her appointment on Wednesday, Sydney and Vaughn prepared to take the trip to LA so that Vaughn could have his monthly meeting. Sydney hadn't told anyone yet and she planned on meeting Francie and Will for lunch that day to tell them. The only person she was frightened of telling was her father. It made her laugh to think of it. She was almost 30, married and she was scared of telling her dad that he would be a grandfather. But with Jack Bristow, you never can know his reaction.
On the drive to LA she couldn't stop thinking about the little nagging in the back of her mind, reminding her of who was at the CIA and who she should go see. She pushed it aside, however, trying hard not to think about it, she just couldn't handle that conversation.
She planned on telling her father before Francie and Will, so that she could have Vaughn by her side. They entered the CIA headquarters almost an hour early and headed towards Jack's office. "Is Agent Bristow in?" Sydney inquired to the secretary.
"Yes he is."
"Could you tell him his daughter is here to see him?" Sydney told the secretary. Her father seemed to get a new secretary each month and this month was no exception. The new secretary was a younger woman, a few years younger than Sydney and seemed to be a touch on the nervous side. 'Must come with working for my dad.' Sydney thought as the young woman told her that she could proceed.
Jack stood to meet his daughter and son-in-law as they entered his office. "Sydney. Mike."
"Hi Dad."
"Jack."
"What are you doing here today, Sydney?" Jack asked as they all sat down, Jack behind his desk with Sydney and Vaughn sitting in chairs opposite him.
"Well, Dad, I'm meeting Francie and Will for lunch."
"That's nice. But what I meant was what are you doing *here*, in my office? You usually don't just show up like this." Jack looked at her pointedly.
"Can't a daughter visit her father?"
"Most daughters, yes. However, *you* are not most daughters and you are sitting here looking a touch on the nervous side and are gripping Mike's hand pretty tightly. So I'm guessing there's a reason other than you just wanted to say Hi." Sydney shifted uncomfortably and Vaughn squeezed her hand for reassurance.
"Ok. Well, you're right. I do need to talk to you about something. Well, not so much talk as tell."
"Get on with it Sydney." Jack stated recognizing his daughter's ploys of procrastination. "Procrastinating never worked when you were a child, it most certainly won't work now."
"Gee thanks Dad." She rolled her eyes and took a deep breath. "Fine. Mike and I just wanted to tell you that you're going to be a grandfather. We're having a baby." She spoke with a blasé tone.
"You're what?" Jack sat up straight, completely shocked.
"We're. Having. A. Baby." Sydney spoke slowly in a mocking tone, like she was talking to a 3 year old.
Jack stood and walked over to his daughter, his face hard as ice. "Sydney Ann Bristow." She shook at the sound as he spoke her name. She felt like she was 10 again and she had just broken something. Suddenly his face softened and he picked up his daughter in a tight hug. "Congratulations."
She let out a breath and smiled as she hugged her father tightly. "Thanks Dad."
Jack turned to Vaughn, who stood, and shook his hand. "Pray it's not a girl."
Vaughn smiled as he shook Jack's hand. "Why?"
"Because they drive you nuts; at every age." He smiled towards his daughter and she smiled back. "On second thought, pray it is a girl. Because they complete your life."
Sydney and Vaughn made their way back to Vaughn's office so that he could collect his things. She took the keys from him and collected her bag and cell phone. "So you'll call when you get done with Devlin?"
"Yeah. So are you just going to be a Francie's?"
"Yes."
"Ok." He leaned over and kissed her. "Give them my love and I'll talk to you later."
"Ok. Tell Eric I said Hi and that we'll have him over for dinner soon." She started towards the door when she stopped and turned back. "Oh, don't forget to call your mom to double check the time she's coming over tomorrow. And find out if she wanted anything special for dinner so that I can stop by the store later."
"Ok. I love you."
She rushed back to him and kissed him deeply. "I love you too." She turned back around and left.
She pulled up to Francie's Restaurant right on time and stepped out of her car. She pulled her coat around her as the January wind flew through her hair. It may have been LA but it was still January and it was still cold. She walked in and saw her two friends sitting at a table having a drink. She walked over and joined them. "Hey."
"HEY!" Francie stood and hugged Sydney.
"Hi." Sydney leaned over and kissed Will on the cheek.
"How are you guys?" Sydney asked as she took off her coat and sat down.
The three began to chatter about how life was when the waiter came over. Sydney peered at her menu quickly, though she already knew what she wanted. She had a wicked craving for a huge bowl of pasta. Each ordered what they wanted and the waiter left only to return a minute later with 3 large margaritas.
"Francie, what's this?" Sydney asked as the waiter left.
"Sydney, *that's* a margarita." Francie giggled.
"We didn't order these though."
"No. I told the bartender about them earlier, since it's your favorite." Francie replied as she took a sip.
"Oh." Sydney eyed it and pushed it to the center of the table. They were her favorite and she was instantly saddened by the fact that it would sit there looking at her all afternoon. She noticed Francie and Will's questioning stares. She wanted to do this further in the lunch, but it looked as though she would have to tell them now. "Thanks, but no thanks."
"What's wrong?" Will asked immediately, his reporter's skills jumping in.
"Nothings . . . wrong. I just . . . don't want it." She replied slowly.
"Because . . ." Will was persistent, however and she sighed. 'Now or never' she thought.
"Because alcohol really shouldn't be consumed when you're pregnant."
"PREGANT?!" Francie exclaimed.
Sydney nodded. "Yeah. I am."
Will bounced up and hugged his friend tightly. "Congrats!"
"AH!" Francie bounded upon Sydney next, tears flying out of her eyes.
"I know." Sydney felt herself begin to cry. They all sat back down and began to talk endlessly.
After almost 3 ½ hours, Sydney's phone rang. "Hello?"
"Thank God I only do these stupid things once a month."
"That bad?"
"You have *no* idea. Consulters have the most *BORING* job on the face of this planet. Thank *GOD* this is only part time."
Sydney smiled as Vaughn vented. "Note to self: never become a consultant." She giggled. "So are you all set?"
"Yeah. Whenever you guys are done, just meet me in my office."
"Ok. Well I'll probably be another 15-20 minutes, what with traffic and all. Call your mom."
"Yes dear." She smiled. "Take your time and I'll see you soon."
"Ok. Bye. I love you."
"Love you too."
Sydney hung up; a huge smiled on her face and looked at her friends. "Mike?" Will asked.
"Yeah." She nodded. "I've gotta get going."
"Ok, sweetie." Francie stood to give her friend another hug. "I'll call you tomorrow and we'll plan a shopping day." Francie smiled widely.
"Ok." Sydney laughed knowing that despite the fact that she had said that she was *only* 7 weeks along, 12 times, Francie wouldn't give up. "Bye Will." She turned to him and hugged him.
"Bye. Tell Mike I'll call him soon and we'll go catch a Kings/Coyotes game and see just whose team is best." He smiled menacingly.
"Ok." She smiled. "Bye guys!" She turned and made her way to her car and to CIA headquarters.
She walked into his office to find him on the phone, pacing behind his desk. She smiled and sat down in his big leather chair behind his desk and plopped her feet on the edge of his desk. He smiled slightly at the sight but went back to seriousness at the voice coming from the other end of the phone.
She closed her eyes and relaxed at the sound of his voice. He sighed angrily as he hung up and turned to look at Sydney. "Sorry about that." He leaned down and stood her up before sitting down and bringing her to his lap. "I seriously hate this position sometimes."
"Hmmm." She leaned against him. "I know you do." She looked at him once more before standing up. "Come on. Let's get out of this city."
"How are you feeling?" He asked as they locked up his office and headed towards the parking garage.
"Like I could eat a horse." She laughed "Seriously. I don't remember *ever* being this hungry before. Not after any mission, nothing." He smiled as they entered the car.
"At least your not having morning sickness yet." He offered as he pulled out of the CIA and began to drive home.
"Yeah, I'm sure that'll be just a thrill!" He laughed lightly.
They were nearing the highway when Sydney suddenly exclaimed, "Make a right, here!"
Vaughn followed suit but turned to his wife as he did so. "Why exactly am I turning here?"
"Because." She smiled as he parked and she began to leave the car. "It's a Friendly's and I want ice cream!" She smiled adoringly at him and he laughed as he followed her to the take out window.
10 minutes later they were on the highway, Vaughn sipping on a coke while Sydney munched on a double chocolate sundae. "Mmm." She murmured. "Thank you so much for this . . . Mmm." She giggled, taking another bite.
"Why is that so good?"
"Because it's Kailua ice cream!" She took another bite as Vaughn raised his eyebrow. "This is the closest I can get to alcohol for the next like year and a half."
"Ah." He nodded. "So I talked to my mom."
"And?"
"She'll be at our place around 1:30 or 2:00."
"Ok. Did she say if she wanted anything special for dinner?"
"No. We can have whatever you want."
"Hmm. Well right now I'm thinking we'll be having these." She joked as she took another bite. "But really, hmm, oo I know. Pasta. Any kind of pasta . . . OO! No! Fettuccini Alfredo with Chicken!" She exclaimed.
"Sounds good. Pasta a big thing with you?"
"Ooh yeah. I ate so much pasta today."
"That's good. Load up on those carbs!"
She laughed and raised her eyebrows. "Why?"
"It's a good thing for hockey players. Gives energy." He smiled.
"And if it's a girl?"
"Female hockey player, of course!" He smiled and she just rolled her eyes.
At noon the next day, Sydney and Vaughn were sitting in their living room, a fire going, after having cleaned the house thoroughly. Sydney turned to Vaughn and smiled meekly. "How much do you love me?"
He laughed and turned to face her. "Depends on what exactly you want me to do."
"Run to the store."
"For . . ."
She looked at him sheepishly and smiled. "Ice cream."
He smiled. "Kailua?"
"Please." She became giddy and bounced in her seat. "Thank you."
"Yeah, yeah. You owe me." He leaned over and kissed her before leaving.
"I love you!" She called as he closed the door.
At 2:00 Brigitte Vaughn entered their home to find them sitting on the couch, watching a hockey game as Sydney munched away on ice cream that she ate straight from the carton. "Hello?" Brigitte called as she entered the house.
Sydney and Vaughn turned and saw Brigitte standing in the hallway. "Mom." Vaughn stated as he switched off the TV and walked to embrace his mother.
"Bonjour Michel."
"Bonjour Maman."
"Bonjour Sydney." Brigitte turned to Sydney who had placed the ice cream on the table and stood to greet the woman.
"Bonjour Brigitte. How are you?" She asked embracing her mother-in- law.
"I'm wonderful!" The three all made their way to the living room and sat down, with Sydney in the big chair facing Vaughn and Brigitte on the couch, ice cream back in her lap. "So, I'm guessing that I'm here because you want to talk to me about something."
"What makes you say that?" Vaughn asked remembering Jack's phrase being something extremely similar to that. 'Parents.' He thought.
"Because I know you. Now . . ." She looked at Sydney and Vaughn. "It's either that you're moving again, which I doubt since you just moved here. Or . . ." She looked at Sydney and watched her closely as she ate another bite of ice cream. "Judging by the way you are simply devouring that ice cream, its flavor and the look the two of you seem to have . . ." She thought for a moment, a smile coming across her face. "You're having a baby." She smiled at the shocked expression on Sydney's face and she knew that she had hit it on the nose.
"Wow." Sydney smiled. "You're good. My dad, Mr. Spy, didn't even figure it out."
Brigitte smiled widely at the compliment and embraced her daughter-in- law. "I'm so happy for you two."
"Thank you." Sydney smiled back as Vaughn was swept into his mother's arms.
"When are you due?"
"August." Sydney replied.
"OO! I'm going to be a grandmother! I'm just warning you, this child will be severely spoiled." She laughed as they all sat down again.
The afternoon was spent in great spirits as Brigitte recalled stories from Vaughn's childhood, many which caused him to blush a violent shade of red.
That night, Sydney sat in front of the fire, a bowl of ice cream on her lap, when Vaughn walked in from his walk with Donovan and sat down next to her. She smiled and leaned against him. He draped one arm around her shoulders and with his other hand, stole a bite of her ice cream. "You still feeling ok?"
"Yeah. My back's a bit sore, but I'm fine." Vaughn brought his hand down from her shoulders and placed in on her lower back, rubbing into it in a circular motion. "Hmm." She moaned. "Thanks." She leaned against him more as he continued to massage her back.
He kissed the crown of her head and smiled. "No problem. Come on, let's go to bed." She smiled as he helped her up from the couch and they walked slowly up the stairs.
A/N: Ok, first chapter done. Wow, it took me forever to get this thing typed! Blame school! But I'm on vacation now for about 2 weeks so I'll be updating a lot more frequently than I usually do. This isn't going to be a story where it goes through each stage of pregnancy. If you want to read a really fabulous story about that read Coming to Terms by UConn Fan, it is ABSOLUTLY AMAZING! Me, I like the confrontation of Sydney and her mother so expect A LOT OF THAT! Tell me what you think. Reviews make me smile! - Secret Agent Girl
Oh, any suggestions about what this whole series should be called?
Disclaimer - I own nothing. NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING! WOO!
Thanks again for all who are reading and who have read the other parts of this story. Please Review as always, each story my review number increases and this time I can only hope for more! I love you all! - Secret Agent Girl
FROM TWO TO THREE - CHAPTER 1
EVEN THE BEST LAID PLANS
"I thought you set the alarm!" Sydney yelled as she rushed from the bathroom struggling to finish buttoning her shirt while still brushing her teeth.
"I did!" Vaughn insisted as he tried to tie his tie and slip his shoes on at the same time.
"Well, it doesn't have the same effect if you shut it off before it wakes us up!" She finished getting dressed and ran down the stairs, Vaughn following closely behind.
Sydney rustled through the fridge looking for the bagels as Vaughn poured two cups of coffee in travel mugs. "Don't bother Syd, we're out of bagels."
"UH!" She moaned as she shut the fridge and turned to collect her bag and took her coffee from Vaughn. "I'll pick some up tonight after my appointment." Vaughn looked at her apprehensively. "Stop giving me that look. It's just a check-up."
"Then why are you taking a half day to drive the two hours to L.A. if it's just a check-up?"
"Because." She stated pointedly as she pulled her coat on. "Because I have had that doctor for years. She's CIA so she knows everything I have been through. So quit worrying, ok?" She leaned over and kissed him. "I'll be home around 5:30."
"Ok." Vaughn sighed as they began to leave the house. "Just be careful on the roads."
"Ok, Dad." She laughed as they each entered their own cars and drove off in the direction of the high school.
She sat on the doctor's exam table, in shock. "Are you sure?" The doctor nodded. "100%, not even the slightest room for mistake?" The doctor nodded again. "Oh, God."
She pulled up to her driveway and sat in her car, staring at her home before her. They had talked about it but had decided that they would enjoy the first few years of their marriage first. Now that was all ruined.
She watched as she saw him through the window. He walked through the living room and into the kitchen and she watched as he moved his way around, cooking. She watched for over a half hour, while still in her car. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was 6:15. Glancing back up into the house she saw Vaughn pacing while on the phone. Tears welled in her eyes. She didn't know how to tell him.
He paced back and forth. Jack hadn't heard from Sydney and neither had Will or Francie. It was almost 6:30 and he was getting scared. He stopped mid pace as he saw her, through the window, sitting in her car. "Sydney?" He raced out of the house and ran to her, pulling open the door. "Sydney, what are you doing?" He saw the tears in her eyes. He reached over and unbuckled her and forced her out of the car. "What's wrong?"
She couldn't stop crying now and he gently led her into the house. He sat her down on the couch and waited. "I don't know how to tell you."
"Tell me what?" She sat in silence. "Sydney you have always been able to tell me anything. Don't stop now."
"We wanted to wait."
"Wait for what?"
"Wait a few years. We've only been married 7 months."
"Sydney you really need to tell me what the HELL you are talking about."
"I'm pregnant."
He could have killed her. "Geez, Sydney! I though something horrible had happened! Don't ever scare me like that again!" He smiled at her.
She looked at his smiling face. "You're not mad?"
"Mad? Why would I be mad?"
"Because . . ."
"Because we wanted to wait? I don't care about the timing Syd! I didn't *plan* on you walking into the CIA. I didn't *plan* on falling in love with you. The best things in my life have been those that I didn't *plan*. This is just one more thing on that list." He leaned down and kissed her smiling face.
To say that they were happy was an understatement. Vaughn couldn't stop smiling each time he saw Sydney. After two days of his nonstop smiling, even Sydney was getting annoyed. "Knock it off!"
"What?"
"The smiling! I love your smile but geez Mike!" He laughed and pulled her to him, kissing her.
"Deal with my smiling, because I don't plan on stopping, ever."
3 days after her appointment on Wednesday, Sydney and Vaughn prepared to take the trip to LA so that Vaughn could have his monthly meeting. Sydney hadn't told anyone yet and she planned on meeting Francie and Will for lunch that day to tell them. The only person she was frightened of telling was her father. It made her laugh to think of it. She was almost 30, married and she was scared of telling her dad that he would be a grandfather. But with Jack Bristow, you never can know his reaction.
On the drive to LA she couldn't stop thinking about the little nagging in the back of her mind, reminding her of who was at the CIA and who she should go see. She pushed it aside, however, trying hard not to think about it, she just couldn't handle that conversation.
She planned on telling her father before Francie and Will, so that she could have Vaughn by her side. They entered the CIA headquarters almost an hour early and headed towards Jack's office. "Is Agent Bristow in?" Sydney inquired to the secretary.
"Yes he is."
"Could you tell him his daughter is here to see him?" Sydney told the secretary. Her father seemed to get a new secretary each month and this month was no exception. The new secretary was a younger woman, a few years younger than Sydney and seemed to be a touch on the nervous side. 'Must come with working for my dad.' Sydney thought as the young woman told her that she could proceed.
Jack stood to meet his daughter and son-in-law as they entered his office. "Sydney. Mike."
"Hi Dad."
"Jack."
"What are you doing here today, Sydney?" Jack asked as they all sat down, Jack behind his desk with Sydney and Vaughn sitting in chairs opposite him.
"Well, Dad, I'm meeting Francie and Will for lunch."
"That's nice. But what I meant was what are you doing *here*, in my office? You usually don't just show up like this." Jack looked at her pointedly.
"Can't a daughter visit her father?"
"Most daughters, yes. However, *you* are not most daughters and you are sitting here looking a touch on the nervous side and are gripping Mike's hand pretty tightly. So I'm guessing there's a reason other than you just wanted to say Hi." Sydney shifted uncomfortably and Vaughn squeezed her hand for reassurance.
"Ok. Well, you're right. I do need to talk to you about something. Well, not so much talk as tell."
"Get on with it Sydney." Jack stated recognizing his daughter's ploys of procrastination. "Procrastinating never worked when you were a child, it most certainly won't work now."
"Gee thanks Dad." She rolled her eyes and took a deep breath. "Fine. Mike and I just wanted to tell you that you're going to be a grandfather. We're having a baby." She spoke with a blasé tone.
"You're what?" Jack sat up straight, completely shocked.
"We're. Having. A. Baby." Sydney spoke slowly in a mocking tone, like she was talking to a 3 year old.
Jack stood and walked over to his daughter, his face hard as ice. "Sydney Ann Bristow." She shook at the sound as he spoke her name. She felt like she was 10 again and she had just broken something. Suddenly his face softened and he picked up his daughter in a tight hug. "Congratulations."
She let out a breath and smiled as she hugged her father tightly. "Thanks Dad."
Jack turned to Vaughn, who stood, and shook his hand. "Pray it's not a girl."
Vaughn smiled as he shook Jack's hand. "Why?"
"Because they drive you nuts; at every age." He smiled towards his daughter and she smiled back. "On second thought, pray it is a girl. Because they complete your life."
Sydney and Vaughn made their way back to Vaughn's office so that he could collect his things. She took the keys from him and collected her bag and cell phone. "So you'll call when you get done with Devlin?"
"Yeah. So are you just going to be a Francie's?"
"Yes."
"Ok." He leaned over and kissed her. "Give them my love and I'll talk to you later."
"Ok. Tell Eric I said Hi and that we'll have him over for dinner soon." She started towards the door when she stopped and turned back. "Oh, don't forget to call your mom to double check the time she's coming over tomorrow. And find out if she wanted anything special for dinner so that I can stop by the store later."
"Ok. I love you."
She rushed back to him and kissed him deeply. "I love you too." She turned back around and left.
She pulled up to Francie's Restaurant right on time and stepped out of her car. She pulled her coat around her as the January wind flew through her hair. It may have been LA but it was still January and it was still cold. She walked in and saw her two friends sitting at a table having a drink. She walked over and joined them. "Hey."
"HEY!" Francie stood and hugged Sydney.
"Hi." Sydney leaned over and kissed Will on the cheek.
"How are you guys?" Sydney asked as she took off her coat and sat down.
The three began to chatter about how life was when the waiter came over. Sydney peered at her menu quickly, though she already knew what she wanted. She had a wicked craving for a huge bowl of pasta. Each ordered what they wanted and the waiter left only to return a minute later with 3 large margaritas.
"Francie, what's this?" Sydney asked as the waiter left.
"Sydney, *that's* a margarita." Francie giggled.
"We didn't order these though."
"No. I told the bartender about them earlier, since it's your favorite." Francie replied as she took a sip.
"Oh." Sydney eyed it and pushed it to the center of the table. They were her favorite and she was instantly saddened by the fact that it would sit there looking at her all afternoon. She noticed Francie and Will's questioning stares. She wanted to do this further in the lunch, but it looked as though she would have to tell them now. "Thanks, but no thanks."
"What's wrong?" Will asked immediately, his reporter's skills jumping in.
"Nothings . . . wrong. I just . . . don't want it." She replied slowly.
"Because . . ." Will was persistent, however and she sighed. 'Now or never' she thought.
"Because alcohol really shouldn't be consumed when you're pregnant."
"PREGANT?!" Francie exclaimed.
Sydney nodded. "Yeah. I am."
Will bounced up and hugged his friend tightly. "Congrats!"
"AH!" Francie bounded upon Sydney next, tears flying out of her eyes.
"I know." Sydney felt herself begin to cry. They all sat back down and began to talk endlessly.
After almost 3 ½ hours, Sydney's phone rang. "Hello?"
"Thank God I only do these stupid things once a month."
"That bad?"
"You have *no* idea. Consulters have the most *BORING* job on the face of this planet. Thank *GOD* this is only part time."
Sydney smiled as Vaughn vented. "Note to self: never become a consultant." She giggled. "So are you all set?"
"Yeah. Whenever you guys are done, just meet me in my office."
"Ok. Well I'll probably be another 15-20 minutes, what with traffic and all. Call your mom."
"Yes dear." She smiled. "Take your time and I'll see you soon."
"Ok. Bye. I love you."
"Love you too."
Sydney hung up; a huge smiled on her face and looked at her friends. "Mike?" Will asked.
"Yeah." She nodded. "I've gotta get going."
"Ok, sweetie." Francie stood to give her friend another hug. "I'll call you tomorrow and we'll plan a shopping day." Francie smiled widely.
"Ok." Sydney laughed knowing that despite the fact that she had said that she was *only* 7 weeks along, 12 times, Francie wouldn't give up. "Bye Will." She turned to him and hugged him.
"Bye. Tell Mike I'll call him soon and we'll go catch a Kings/Coyotes game and see just whose team is best." He smiled menacingly.
"Ok." She smiled. "Bye guys!" She turned and made her way to her car and to CIA headquarters.
She walked into his office to find him on the phone, pacing behind his desk. She smiled and sat down in his big leather chair behind his desk and plopped her feet on the edge of his desk. He smiled slightly at the sight but went back to seriousness at the voice coming from the other end of the phone.
She closed her eyes and relaxed at the sound of his voice. He sighed angrily as he hung up and turned to look at Sydney. "Sorry about that." He leaned down and stood her up before sitting down and bringing her to his lap. "I seriously hate this position sometimes."
"Hmmm." She leaned against him. "I know you do." She looked at him once more before standing up. "Come on. Let's get out of this city."
"How are you feeling?" He asked as they locked up his office and headed towards the parking garage.
"Like I could eat a horse." She laughed "Seriously. I don't remember *ever* being this hungry before. Not after any mission, nothing." He smiled as they entered the car.
"At least your not having morning sickness yet." He offered as he pulled out of the CIA and began to drive home.
"Yeah, I'm sure that'll be just a thrill!" He laughed lightly.
They were nearing the highway when Sydney suddenly exclaimed, "Make a right, here!"
Vaughn followed suit but turned to his wife as he did so. "Why exactly am I turning here?"
"Because." She smiled as he parked and she began to leave the car. "It's a Friendly's and I want ice cream!" She smiled adoringly at him and he laughed as he followed her to the take out window.
10 minutes later they were on the highway, Vaughn sipping on a coke while Sydney munched on a double chocolate sundae. "Mmm." She murmured. "Thank you so much for this . . . Mmm." She giggled, taking another bite.
"Why is that so good?"
"Because it's Kailua ice cream!" She took another bite as Vaughn raised his eyebrow. "This is the closest I can get to alcohol for the next like year and a half."
"Ah." He nodded. "So I talked to my mom."
"And?"
"She'll be at our place around 1:30 or 2:00."
"Ok. Did she say if she wanted anything special for dinner?"
"No. We can have whatever you want."
"Hmm. Well right now I'm thinking we'll be having these." She joked as she took another bite. "But really, hmm, oo I know. Pasta. Any kind of pasta . . . OO! No! Fettuccini Alfredo with Chicken!" She exclaimed.
"Sounds good. Pasta a big thing with you?"
"Ooh yeah. I ate so much pasta today."
"That's good. Load up on those carbs!"
She laughed and raised her eyebrows. "Why?"
"It's a good thing for hockey players. Gives energy." He smiled.
"And if it's a girl?"
"Female hockey player, of course!" He smiled and she just rolled her eyes.
At noon the next day, Sydney and Vaughn were sitting in their living room, a fire going, after having cleaned the house thoroughly. Sydney turned to Vaughn and smiled meekly. "How much do you love me?"
He laughed and turned to face her. "Depends on what exactly you want me to do."
"Run to the store."
"For . . ."
She looked at him sheepishly and smiled. "Ice cream."
He smiled. "Kailua?"
"Please." She became giddy and bounced in her seat. "Thank you."
"Yeah, yeah. You owe me." He leaned over and kissed her before leaving.
"I love you!" She called as he closed the door.
At 2:00 Brigitte Vaughn entered their home to find them sitting on the couch, watching a hockey game as Sydney munched away on ice cream that she ate straight from the carton. "Hello?" Brigitte called as she entered the house.
Sydney and Vaughn turned and saw Brigitte standing in the hallway. "Mom." Vaughn stated as he switched off the TV and walked to embrace his mother.
"Bonjour Michel."
"Bonjour Maman."
"Bonjour Sydney." Brigitte turned to Sydney who had placed the ice cream on the table and stood to greet the woman.
"Bonjour Brigitte. How are you?" She asked embracing her mother-in- law.
"I'm wonderful!" The three all made their way to the living room and sat down, with Sydney in the big chair facing Vaughn and Brigitte on the couch, ice cream back in her lap. "So, I'm guessing that I'm here because you want to talk to me about something."
"What makes you say that?" Vaughn asked remembering Jack's phrase being something extremely similar to that. 'Parents.' He thought.
"Because I know you. Now . . ." She looked at Sydney and Vaughn. "It's either that you're moving again, which I doubt since you just moved here. Or . . ." She looked at Sydney and watched her closely as she ate another bite of ice cream. "Judging by the way you are simply devouring that ice cream, its flavor and the look the two of you seem to have . . ." She thought for a moment, a smile coming across her face. "You're having a baby." She smiled at the shocked expression on Sydney's face and she knew that she had hit it on the nose.
"Wow." Sydney smiled. "You're good. My dad, Mr. Spy, didn't even figure it out."
Brigitte smiled widely at the compliment and embraced her daughter-in- law. "I'm so happy for you two."
"Thank you." Sydney smiled back as Vaughn was swept into his mother's arms.
"When are you due?"
"August." Sydney replied.
"OO! I'm going to be a grandmother! I'm just warning you, this child will be severely spoiled." She laughed as they all sat down again.
The afternoon was spent in great spirits as Brigitte recalled stories from Vaughn's childhood, many which caused him to blush a violent shade of red.
That night, Sydney sat in front of the fire, a bowl of ice cream on her lap, when Vaughn walked in from his walk with Donovan and sat down next to her. She smiled and leaned against him. He draped one arm around her shoulders and with his other hand, stole a bite of her ice cream. "You still feeling ok?"
"Yeah. My back's a bit sore, but I'm fine." Vaughn brought his hand down from her shoulders and placed in on her lower back, rubbing into it in a circular motion. "Hmm." She moaned. "Thanks." She leaned against him more as he continued to massage her back.
He kissed the crown of her head and smiled. "No problem. Come on, let's go to bed." She smiled as he helped her up from the couch and they walked slowly up the stairs.
A/N: Ok, first chapter done. Wow, it took me forever to get this thing typed! Blame school! But I'm on vacation now for about 2 weeks so I'll be updating a lot more frequently than I usually do. This isn't going to be a story where it goes through each stage of pregnancy. If you want to read a really fabulous story about that read Coming to Terms by UConn Fan, it is ABSOLUTLY AMAZING! Me, I like the confrontation of Sydney and her mother so expect A LOT OF THAT! Tell me what you think. Reviews make me smile! - Secret Agent Girl
Oh, any suggestions about what this whole series should be called?