Total Vaughn Lover An S/V Fic
A/N! Welcome to yet another fic by Total Vaughn Lover!!! This is my first fic where I am actually doing it in first person! Hopefully you'll like it! Same disclaimers apply, I really don't own anybody!!!!!!! So don't sue me! And for those of your who haven't, please review my other fics to tell me whether I should go on or not! Thanks, I'll appreciate it!
*This story is set in the future sometime when perhaps J.J Abrams decides that what the fans really want is for S/V to be truly happy! That is exactly why I call this fic
"The moment we've been waiting for~~~"
(Told in Vaughn's POV!)
Earlier this morning I'd run out of the chambers after the paper had been signed, clutching it in my fist, unable to believe it.
I was finally free.
And I was finally standing right before the door to Sydney's beach- side house. The residence my best friend Weiss had helped her move into. I'd passed this place so many times by vehicle and in my dreams but I've actually never gotten the nerve to go up and say anything to her, or ask how she was doing.
But this time it was different. I wasn't biting my lip, thinking that though this was what I wanted, what Syd and I wanted, that it was a bad idea. I wasn't turning in all directions every five minutes, making sure my former wife Lauren hadn't followed me here.
I was here on my own free will, with no one to answer to. Truthfully, this idea in my opinion was the genius one I'd made since the mess had started with Sydney disappearing from her house and being abducted by the Covenant.
I reached my hand up to knock on the door. Fear, love, relief and grief all mixed up as a torrent of emotions within my being. I wasn't sure which one I was feeling the most.
I would have liked to believe it was love because~~~well, I loved her, didn't I? Wasn't that why I'd run out after we'd gone into our house, not bothering to help Lauren with the packing she'd started doing the moment we'd returned to our house to separate things?
So why was I having mixed feelings as I stood there? Why did 50% of me want to run back to my ex-wife and tell her I'd made a mistake? Who knows! Who knew anything anymore! I felt I deserved some slack for putting up with this confusing situation this long and didn't think anything of it.
"V~Vaughn?"
The utterance of my name broke me out of my thoughts and after I got the courage to look into the face of my former lover, all doubt disappeared. All I saw now was her beautiful make-up free face, confusion and awkwardness spread all over it, adding an interesting depth to her beauty that filled me with longing.
"Hi," I found myself stammering, fighting my first instinct which was to stare down at my newly scuffed up shoes from the beach sand that had covered her walk way.
I didn't realize how confused I sounded until I let that sound out of my mouth. I sounded just like I had when I had snuck away from wife and had somehow ended up on the beach, only two feet from her back porch.
This time it should have been different. This time I had come because I wanted to be there. I cursed myself for my lack of confidence that I needed more now than ever to convince Sydney I was finally here to start where we'd left off.
I shoved my hands into my pockets so she wouldn't see them trembling, hence letting her see how nervous I was. Though my green eyes trembling in my sockets was probably a day give away, not to mention my piss-poor greeting.
"W~what are you doing here?" she asked next as she pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear that had come loose from her ponytail. "I thought I was off today."
I didn't heard her question. All my other four senses felt as though they'd been teased and I was overcome by the strong urge to kiss her, hold her and tell her everything would be all right. I found myself staring dumbly at her, this time making sure I appreciated the fact that I was able to see her, be here, so close to the woman I'd almost lost not once, but twice.
"V~Vaughn, are you going to say anything?" she barked, and I noticed her impatience with me was growing because of my inability to speak.
"No Syd," I stammered. Sydney raised an eyebrow at me and I realized that I had made a huge blunder. "No, I mean, you're not working today." I went for the dramatic pause, took a quick swallow of air and added, " This isn't about work."
Just as I expected I saw her expression tighten and she put her arms around herself the way she always did to show she was uncomfortable or was close to having an emotional breakdown.
"Vaughn, we have nothing to talk about," she put in as calmly as she could but I knew my words had sparked her interest and maybe a little of that hope that had slowly started to die in her.
"No, we do," I pressed in the form of a statement, which pushed her over the top. Obviously directness wasn't the best approach, but I didn't know how else to do this than to come straight out and say it.
"We don't Vaughn! All that went out the window when I was kidnapped, when you decided to marry someone else!" she screamed and I backed up. I couldn't bear to hear the agony of her cries, especially since I knew for a fact that I had triggered it head on this time. It was as if I had opened up a pandora's box that she'd finally managed to reput a lid on.
But, no~~~I had to make her listen to me! There was no if or buts about it.
"Sydney, just give me a minute to explain before you say or assume anything," I pleaded with her as she turned on one heel. "I promise after that I'll leave you alone if that's what you want me to do."
I stared at her backbone, not liking it too much but I supposed after all I'd put her through I deserved it. I closed my eyes, telepathically urging her to turn to me and let me get a word in.
"Why don't you start now, since you should have started already" she spit then she glared at me with an anger in her eyes that I'd grown so accustomed to seeing. "Let me go Vaughn, and go back to Lauren!"
That last bit snapped something in me and the words I'd been straining to get out of my system since I'd stepped on her doorway came rushing to the surface like a strong current. I knew I shouldn't be so geared up for this moment, especially since just my being there was so agonizing for her but there was no other way to let these news out. She wasn't going to listen till I cam down hard.
"I have no Lauren to go back to!"
Everything froze. The clouds seemed to stop moving, or they were moving so slowly that I couldn't see them shift. I could barely hear the waves and to top it off, a seagull gave off one sad crow then took off leaving nothing but the quiet bare sand.
I watched Sydney with burning eyes. She was also still.
Had I ruined it? Did she not believe me! Was she going to let me tell her that I loved her and that I always had?
Finally after about a minute, Sydney raised her head, her eyes wide as though she'd been caught in the five seconds of shock that proceeded a human collision with a car.
"What? I don't' understand~~~what do you mean you have no Lauren to go back to?" she stammered then flashed me an apologetic glance as she stated very bluntly. "She's your wife, unless you did something stupid enough to make her want to kick you out."
Great. Now she was ridiculing me. I couldn't believe she could be so sarcastic when I was putting my heart on the line.
"Sydney, I'm not married," I continued, not able to keep the smile off my face, especially when I saw her reward me for my efforts, the growing hope in her amber eyes, tears began to sparkle on her eyelashes and her mouth slowly dropped.
"Y~you're not married?' she asked, quietly, afraid that she would start bawling the moment she said anything that was actually audible, or that she would wake up from this dream.
"That's right!" I repeated, feeling elated as the meaning to those words sunk in. "I'm not married, Syd. I'm not married!"
I wanted to shout it from the rooftops, but seeing Sydney's beaming in disbelief expression quieted that feeling for now. Hey, now we were going to be together, I would have a life time to spend screaming that at the top of my lungs!
I felt my heart stopped when she grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand out of its' pocket and slowly held it up to her face. I cringed. The golden wedding ring was certainly gone but a red mark remained, as a sad indicator that I had been and I think Sydney saw that too. I felt extremely disgusted with myself. Divorced and my soulmate still had to see a reminded that I had been married.
I watched her mouth, "oh my god!" then she impulsively through her arms around me before I could react. I did though the moment the feeling came back into my body. I held her back tightly as though I hadn't held her for years, welcoming the familiar scent of her shampoo that gently wafterd through my nostrils.
This was true bliss. This was the moment I'd been waiting for. The moment we'd been waiting for.
"I cannot believe this!" she cried as she whispered it into my ear. I felt her tears seep into my shirt and that was enough to start my eyes moistening. I squeezed her shoulders, pulling her body close to mind until I was sure I could feel her heart beat directly next to mine. And we stood there, for how long, who knows. Who even cared? I don't think we wanted this moment to end.
It wasn't until a gust of the cold salty wind rustled through my hair and whipped at her bare legs that she invited me in and we made it through the door clumsily, our arms wrapped around each other, as though afraid the moment we got disentangled, that we would lose each other again.
So what do ya think? Think I should continue? I still have at least three parts to go so let me know if you want more and I'll definitely post! Oh and come one, please, I need some encouragement on my other fics! And always thanks to all my readers, I never thought I would enjoy getting my stuff read so much but you truly have made this one of my priorities!!!!!
Lots of love for ya,
Total Vaughn Lover
A/N! Welcome to yet another fic by Total Vaughn Lover!!! This is my first fic where I am actually doing it in first person! Hopefully you'll like it! Same disclaimers apply, I really don't own anybody!!!!!!! So don't sue me! And for those of your who haven't, please review my other fics to tell me whether I should go on or not! Thanks, I'll appreciate it!
*This story is set in the future sometime when perhaps J.J Abrams decides that what the fans really want is for S/V to be truly happy! That is exactly why I call this fic
"The moment we've been waiting for~~~"
(Told in Vaughn's POV!)
Earlier this morning I'd run out of the chambers after the paper had been signed, clutching it in my fist, unable to believe it.
I was finally free.
And I was finally standing right before the door to Sydney's beach- side house. The residence my best friend Weiss had helped her move into. I'd passed this place so many times by vehicle and in my dreams but I've actually never gotten the nerve to go up and say anything to her, or ask how she was doing.
But this time it was different. I wasn't biting my lip, thinking that though this was what I wanted, what Syd and I wanted, that it was a bad idea. I wasn't turning in all directions every five minutes, making sure my former wife Lauren hadn't followed me here.
I was here on my own free will, with no one to answer to. Truthfully, this idea in my opinion was the genius one I'd made since the mess had started with Sydney disappearing from her house and being abducted by the Covenant.
I reached my hand up to knock on the door. Fear, love, relief and grief all mixed up as a torrent of emotions within my being. I wasn't sure which one I was feeling the most.
I would have liked to believe it was love because~~~well, I loved her, didn't I? Wasn't that why I'd run out after we'd gone into our house, not bothering to help Lauren with the packing she'd started doing the moment we'd returned to our house to separate things?
So why was I having mixed feelings as I stood there? Why did 50% of me want to run back to my ex-wife and tell her I'd made a mistake? Who knows! Who knew anything anymore! I felt I deserved some slack for putting up with this confusing situation this long and didn't think anything of it.
"V~Vaughn?"
The utterance of my name broke me out of my thoughts and after I got the courage to look into the face of my former lover, all doubt disappeared. All I saw now was her beautiful make-up free face, confusion and awkwardness spread all over it, adding an interesting depth to her beauty that filled me with longing.
"Hi," I found myself stammering, fighting my first instinct which was to stare down at my newly scuffed up shoes from the beach sand that had covered her walk way.
I didn't realize how confused I sounded until I let that sound out of my mouth. I sounded just like I had when I had snuck away from wife and had somehow ended up on the beach, only two feet from her back porch.
This time it should have been different. This time I had come because I wanted to be there. I cursed myself for my lack of confidence that I needed more now than ever to convince Sydney I was finally here to start where we'd left off.
I shoved my hands into my pockets so she wouldn't see them trembling, hence letting her see how nervous I was. Though my green eyes trembling in my sockets was probably a day give away, not to mention my piss-poor greeting.
"W~what are you doing here?" she asked next as she pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear that had come loose from her ponytail. "I thought I was off today."
I didn't heard her question. All my other four senses felt as though they'd been teased and I was overcome by the strong urge to kiss her, hold her and tell her everything would be all right. I found myself staring dumbly at her, this time making sure I appreciated the fact that I was able to see her, be here, so close to the woman I'd almost lost not once, but twice.
"V~Vaughn, are you going to say anything?" she barked, and I noticed her impatience with me was growing because of my inability to speak.
"No Syd," I stammered. Sydney raised an eyebrow at me and I realized that I had made a huge blunder. "No, I mean, you're not working today." I went for the dramatic pause, took a quick swallow of air and added, " This isn't about work."
Just as I expected I saw her expression tighten and she put her arms around herself the way she always did to show she was uncomfortable or was close to having an emotional breakdown.
"Vaughn, we have nothing to talk about," she put in as calmly as she could but I knew my words had sparked her interest and maybe a little of that hope that had slowly started to die in her.
"No, we do," I pressed in the form of a statement, which pushed her over the top. Obviously directness wasn't the best approach, but I didn't know how else to do this than to come straight out and say it.
"We don't Vaughn! All that went out the window when I was kidnapped, when you decided to marry someone else!" she screamed and I backed up. I couldn't bear to hear the agony of her cries, especially since I knew for a fact that I had triggered it head on this time. It was as if I had opened up a pandora's box that she'd finally managed to reput a lid on.
But, no~~~I had to make her listen to me! There was no if or buts about it.
"Sydney, just give me a minute to explain before you say or assume anything," I pleaded with her as she turned on one heel. "I promise after that I'll leave you alone if that's what you want me to do."
I stared at her backbone, not liking it too much but I supposed after all I'd put her through I deserved it. I closed my eyes, telepathically urging her to turn to me and let me get a word in.
"Why don't you start now, since you should have started already" she spit then she glared at me with an anger in her eyes that I'd grown so accustomed to seeing. "Let me go Vaughn, and go back to Lauren!"
That last bit snapped something in me and the words I'd been straining to get out of my system since I'd stepped on her doorway came rushing to the surface like a strong current. I knew I shouldn't be so geared up for this moment, especially since just my being there was so agonizing for her but there was no other way to let these news out. She wasn't going to listen till I cam down hard.
"I have no Lauren to go back to!"
Everything froze. The clouds seemed to stop moving, or they were moving so slowly that I couldn't see them shift. I could barely hear the waves and to top it off, a seagull gave off one sad crow then took off leaving nothing but the quiet bare sand.
I watched Sydney with burning eyes. She was also still.
Had I ruined it? Did she not believe me! Was she going to let me tell her that I loved her and that I always had?
Finally after about a minute, Sydney raised her head, her eyes wide as though she'd been caught in the five seconds of shock that proceeded a human collision with a car.
"What? I don't' understand~~~what do you mean you have no Lauren to go back to?" she stammered then flashed me an apologetic glance as she stated very bluntly. "She's your wife, unless you did something stupid enough to make her want to kick you out."
Great. Now she was ridiculing me. I couldn't believe she could be so sarcastic when I was putting my heart on the line.
"Sydney, I'm not married," I continued, not able to keep the smile off my face, especially when I saw her reward me for my efforts, the growing hope in her amber eyes, tears began to sparkle on her eyelashes and her mouth slowly dropped.
"Y~you're not married?' she asked, quietly, afraid that she would start bawling the moment she said anything that was actually audible, or that she would wake up from this dream.
"That's right!" I repeated, feeling elated as the meaning to those words sunk in. "I'm not married, Syd. I'm not married!"
I wanted to shout it from the rooftops, but seeing Sydney's beaming in disbelief expression quieted that feeling for now. Hey, now we were going to be together, I would have a life time to spend screaming that at the top of my lungs!
I felt my heart stopped when she grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand out of its' pocket and slowly held it up to her face. I cringed. The golden wedding ring was certainly gone but a red mark remained, as a sad indicator that I had been and I think Sydney saw that too. I felt extremely disgusted with myself. Divorced and my soulmate still had to see a reminded that I had been married.
I watched her mouth, "oh my god!" then she impulsively through her arms around me before I could react. I did though the moment the feeling came back into my body. I held her back tightly as though I hadn't held her for years, welcoming the familiar scent of her shampoo that gently wafterd through my nostrils.
This was true bliss. This was the moment I'd been waiting for. The moment we'd been waiting for.
"I cannot believe this!" she cried as she whispered it into my ear. I felt her tears seep into my shirt and that was enough to start my eyes moistening. I squeezed her shoulders, pulling her body close to mind until I was sure I could feel her heart beat directly next to mine. And we stood there, for how long, who knows. Who even cared? I don't think we wanted this moment to end.
It wasn't until a gust of the cold salty wind rustled through my hair and whipped at her bare legs that she invited me in and we made it through the door clumsily, our arms wrapped around each other, as though afraid the moment we got disentangled, that we would lose each other again.
So what do ya think? Think I should continue? I still have at least three parts to go so let me know if you want more and I'll definitely post! Oh and come one, please, I need some encouragement on my other fics! And always thanks to all my readers, I never thought I would enjoy getting my stuff read so much but you truly have made this one of my priorities!!!!!
Lots of love for ya,
Total Vaughn Lover