Title: More Guy Talk
Part 2 of Guy Talk
Summary: Weiss and Vaughn talk about Syd
Spoilers: Up to and including Q&A
Authors Note: I'm liking writing for Weiss and I love their dynamic that I think I'm gonna keep this an on going series.
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Distribution: Sure take it, just tell me where!

"Vaughn, what's up?" Agent Weiss flops down in the chair in front of Vaughn's desk.

"God, everthing."

"Bristow again, am I right? Of course I'm right, who else could it be?"

"Just a lot has gone in the past few months, hell in the past few weeks."

"'The Prophecy,' you mean?" He finger quoted the words "the prophecy."

"Yes, you know I broke into the Vatican with her."

"Again, balls of steel."

"It's not like that, I just can't seem to say no to her, if she asked me to jump off a bridge I'd probably say, 'Which one?'"

"Ok, I retract the balls of steel moniker, you are ball-less, without balls."

"I have balls."

"Not when it comes to Bristow."

"I have balls."

"Yeah, sure you do."

"I HAVE BALLS!" He stood up and shouted, only to notice his secretary in the doorway." Weiss tried to stifle a laugh at her beat red face.

"Mr...mr...Vaughn, you have a-a c-call on line one." She stuttered timidly before retreating out of the office.

"Great, now my secretary thinks I'm nuts."

"You are nuts, you just don't have any." Vaughn shot him an evil look as he picked up the phone.

"Vaughn speaking."

"Vaughn? It's Sydney."

"Syd, whats wrong? Where are you?"

"I'm on a secure line, so I only have a minute, literally."

"Talk fast."

"I think my mother's alive."

"Woah, that's huge, are you sure?"

"I can't get into it now, just meet me at our usual place in an hour."

"Yeah sure."

"Bye, see you in an hour."

"An hour, bye."

"What was that?" Weiss asked as Vaughn hung up the phone.

"Sydney, she has some shocking news about her mother, but she couldn't get into it." Weiss nodded, before getting back to the subject at hand.

"Are you gonna tell her?"

"Not, now, she's going through too much as it is."

"God, grow a spine or a..."

"Don't say it, I swear to god if you say it I'm telling Haladki that you want to go to Pizza with him after work."

"Now that's just cruel."

"Don't tempt me."

"You wouldn't."

"Wouldn't I?" Weiss considered this for a moment.

"Fine, I won't say it anymore, but that's just wrong and goes way beyond cruel and unusual punishment, which I think there is a law against in our fine US constition which we are here to uphold."

"I know."

"You are a sick sick man." There was a long pause and Vaughn flashed a wicked grin.

"Say it."

"What, you just forbid me too..."

"Not that, I want to hear you say it or I will call Haladki in right now. Say 'I have balls.'"

"I have balls." Weiss deadpanned, Vaughn just rolled his eyes.

"Say, 'Vaughn has balls, big ones.'"

"I'm not saying that." Vaughn picks up the phone and Weiss picks it out of his hand and hangs it up.

"Fine, Fine, Vaughn has the biggest balls I've ever seen." Vaughn busts out laughing and Weiss looks behind him to see the blushing young women who was Vaughn's secretary.

"I'm not even gonna ask." She stated before quickly putting a stack of papers on Vaughn's desk and making a hasty exit.

"Great she's probably going to call Barnett on me."

"Hey it's better than Haladki getting her on you for being 'emotionally attached' to Bristow. Which I can't blame you, the girl is hot."

"She's much more than 'hot'."

"You have eyes, you had to have noticed how gorgeous she is."

"Of course I've noticed, but that's not why I like her and you know it."

"You much more than like her." He smiled and started to sing tauntingly, "Vaughn and Sydney sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G..."

"And how old are you now 3?"

"Talk to her man, what's the worst that could happen."

"She could slap me or kick me in the region you keep saying I don't have and ask to be reassigned to a new handler, and someone like Lambert will get her and then I'll be so unsettled I'll quit my job and become a homeless bum on the street."

"See, that's not so bad. All the fresh air you could ever need. And what's the best that could happen."

"She could kiss me like there's no tomorrow and we live happily ever after until SD-6 finds us and has us killed."

"Ok, not the best of scenarios, anyone ever tell you, you are way too pessimistic?"

"So you really think I should tell her?"

"Definatly man, you need to be honest, if you want to have any kind of relationship with the girl."

"You're right." Vaughn grabs his coat.

"You're gonna tell her right now?"

"What am I crazy, no, I'm gonna wait for the timing to be a little better." Vaughn walks past him. "If you'll excuse me I'm off to meet my agent." Weiss rolled his eyes as Vaughn left the office.

"Ball-less." Vaughn poked his head back in the office.

"I heard that." Weiss smiled and shook his head and hoped against hope that Vaughn wouldn't follow through with his threat.