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Finally
He stared out over the city. The fresh air helped clear his brain, and it calmed him after another hectic day at CTU. Sometimes he was still surprised by his decision to come back. But he had nowhere else to go.
“Jack?”
He turned to see
“Yeah?” he asked as
“I kinda got a question for you.”
Jack smirked. “Kind of?”
“What?”
“Wait – are you armed?”
Jack chuckled. “No,
“I’ll try not to.”
“Okay.”
Jack looked at him sharply. “Excuse me?”
“I mean, you keep choosing women who can’t understand you. They can’t live in your world and they can’t deal with who you are and what you do.”
Jack turned his attention back to the scene below him, his face a dark mask.
“For example, and please remember your promise to not hit me – Teri. Now Jack, “ he rushed to calm the other man’s evident anger. “I know that you loved her. And that she loved you. Nobody is disputing that or belittling it. But you have to admit, she could never understand you. She could never make allowances for who you were or what your job demanded. It doesn’t matter how much you loved each other – she never would have come to accept it.”
It took a while, but Jack finally nodded. He knew that
“Keep going,” he said quietly.
“What?”
“It seems like you have a list. So keep going.”
“And then there was Claudia. But I think she was an anomaly too. You felt you had to save her. And in that kind of intense situation, it led to more…but I don’t think you two ever would have hooked up otherwise.”
“It couldn’t,” the older man whispered. “It didn’t.”
“I just don’t understand why you don’t choose a woman who can accept all of you.”
Jack laughed a mirthless laugh. “And where do you expect me to find one,
But he was still surprised when Jack went tearing past him, rushing off the roof and down the stairs.
Jack looked around wildly, searching for something. His eyes rested on Chloe as she walked across the floor, completely oblivious to everything around her as she read a file she was carrying. Taking a deep breath, Jack rushed up to her, brought a hand behind her head, and pulled her mouth to his.
Everyone watched in shock as Chloe’s files fell to the floor completely forgotten. She reached her hands around Jack’s waist as his settled in her hair. She returned his kiss with equal passion, her tongue meeting his in a wild crash. They pulled away as the room erupted in applause and cheering, Jack blushing as he smiled down at her.
“It’s about damn time,” she snapped at him.
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I totally agree with Chloe! Way to go Milo! Thanks sweetie!
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I'd love to see Milo and Jack as friends :)
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Glad you liked - and thanks for the help!
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Glad you liked!
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I came down with an icky cold earlier, but after this, I feel a little bit better - especially since I passed the time tonight by watching s4 and listening to Audrey whine about everything Jack did for about 4 straight episodes. (But I ended the night with the Field Agent Chloe episode, which never fails to redeem that season).
So yeah, as usual, I love it. And I really hope Milo lives to see Day 7. :)
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Milo better live. Otherwise Nadia's just left with icky Doyle.
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And I think I finally had a breakthrough on your prompt!
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Great fic :D Loved the run down of Jack's women and how they don't measure up to Chloe... now, all we need to do is compile a list and send it to TPTB over at Fox...
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I hate to say it but apparently AWWWWWdrey has some kind of magical powers over those people.
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(Anonymous) 2007-04-29 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)I hate to say it but apparently AWWWWWdrey has some kind of magical powers over those people.
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Glad you liked it :)
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