Just a Scratch
May. 3rd, 2007 04:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
failegaidinOkay. It's pointless fluff. I needed a pick-me-up after the last one where I killed Chloe three times. So yeah...fluff...enjoy :)
Jack stopped breathing the second he heard gunfire over his comm unit. Chloe had been set up with her computer in one of the CTU vans, with only one of the rookies to protect her. But the mission had been a small one, and the risks had seemed almost negligible. That was the only reason Jack had let Bill send Chloe out with them…
With the eruption of gunfire, Jack immediately ran for the van. As he rounded the corner and the scene came into focus, he stopped dead in his tracks. Chloe was lying on the ground, gun in hand, while her attacker was sprawled out nearby, blood spilling out of his three gaping chest wounds. Stirring from his stupor, Jack ran over to Chloe, eyes quickly scanning her body to make sure that she hadn't been shot.
"Are you alright?" he asked worriedly, pulling her to her feet.
Chloe rolled her eyes. "I'm fine, Jack. Here," she handed him the gun. "Take this."
"Where did you get a gun?"
She pointed behind him. "The new guy got knocked out. I took his gun. Figured it would come in handy."
Jack didn't even spare the guy a look. "You're sure you're alright?"
She sighed. "Yes. I'm fine. Can we go now?"
He ran his eyes over her again. "You're bleeding."
Chloe looked down and saw that her jeans were ripped and her knee was skinned. She turned her eyes back to Jack with an incredulous look. "Are you serious? It's a scratch."
"You're bleeding."
"I'll live."
"Let me see."
"No."
"Chloe…"
"Seriously, Jack. It's not life-threatening. And we need to get back to CTU."
He sighed. "You're letting me check it out when we get back."
"If I do, will you promise to leave it alone after?"
"Yes."
"Fine," she muttered, climbing into the van.
***
She thought that he had forgotten about it. Not that it bothered her, but he had made such a fuss about checking on her knee before that she was a little surprised when he let her go back to work and have her debrief with Buchanan. Even though his concern had been annoying…she had found it touching as well. But he had disappeared somewhere as soon as they got back, and she supposed that he had found something else to do.
Chloe sat down at her station, trying to clear her head and focus on work. She had a job to do, and thinking about Jack was only going to distract her. Scowling at her screen she began typing furiously.
It wasn't long before she felt someone standing behind her. She tried to ignore it, hoping that the person would go away. Instead, she had to stifle a small yelp as someone leaned over her shoulder, their lips right against her ear.
"Let's go."
It took an enormous amount of self-control for Chloe to not pass out right then and there. She had never heard Jack Bauer's voice that low, and she was embarrassed at how much it turned her on.
"Excuse me?" she managed to choke out, refusing to turn around.
"I told you we were going to take a look at that cut when we got back. I let you get all your important work done. Now it's time for you to come with me."
Chloe frowned. "Jack, you can't just order me around-"
"Chloe," he somehow managed to lower his voice even more. "If you don't get up and come willingly, I will manhandle you in front of the entire floor."
She fought to control her breathing as images of Jack touching her came unbidden. Willing them to go away, she stood up abruptly, forcing Jack to take a couple steps back.
"You are so difficult," she muttered.
***
He took her to one of the holding rooms, closing and locking the door behind him. She saw that a first aid kit was already on the table. Jack took her by the elbow and led her over to it, patting the tabletop and looking at her expectantly.
"What?" she snapped.
"Hop up."
"Why?"
He sighed. "Just do it, Chloe."
She didn't know why she was arguing with him so much. His attitude at her station had really thrown her off and she was on unfamiliar ground. That always made her cranky. Giving him another hard glare, she sat on top of the table, her legs hanging down.
Jack pulled the chair right in front of her left knee, sitting down and opening the first aid kit. He had noticed how tense she had gotten when he'd whispered in her ear, and now she was snapping more than usual. He hoped that wasn't a bad sign.
Pulling out an antiseptic wipe, he gingerly applied it to the scrape on her knee. She was right – it was just a scratch, and there was hardly any blood, but he continued to clean it anyway.
She hissed as soon as the antiseptic hit her cut. Jack looked up at her, amusement in his eyes. "Don't be such a baby."
Chloe scowled at him. "A baby? I took down a bad guy all by myself!"
Jack laughed as he continued cleaning the wound. "Yeah, but you're hissing at a tiny scrape now."
"A tiny scrape that you insisted had to be checked out."
"I didn't want it to get infected."
She stuck her tongue out at him. Jack laughed again, drying the cut and placing a band-aid on it. He let his fingers linger, letting them run along the rip in her jeans, tracing her kneecap. Chloe watched him, wondering why he hadn't moved yet. The feeling of his fingers on her skin distracted her from forming any coherent sentences, until she saw that his hands were shaking. Frowning in worry, she took them in her own, forcing him to look up at her.
"Jack, what's wrong?"
He shook his head and tried to pull his hands away. "Nothing."
Chloe grip tightened. "You're shaking," she whispered.
"I was scared to death that I'd find you dead when I got back," he explained. "I heard the shots, and I came running, but I was afraid I wouldn't get there in time…"
"But I'm okay. It's just a scratch, Jack."
"I know," he whispered.
Her breath hitched when Jack leaned over and placed his lips on her knee. He waited nervously for her to say something, to stop him, but she remained silent. Bringing both hands to hold her leg, he began to kiss up the top of her thigh slowly. His hands ran down her calf to her ankle and back up again, forcing Chloe to close her eyes in pleasure.
She opened her eyes again when his hands left her leg, wondering why he had stopped. But she found that he had stood up and moved to stand between her legs, looking down at her. His hands moved up and down her arms, eventually coming to rest in her hair, his fingers combing through the brown tresses. His gaze was intense, and Chloe found herself drowning in it.
"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice small.
His fingers froze. "Do you want me to stop?"
Chloe bit her lip. "That depends."
His eyes widened in surprise. "On what?"
She looked around the room nervously, trying to gather her thoughts. "On what happens after."
Jack nodded in understanding. Leaning in, he brought his lips to her ear, his voice lowering and making her shiver. "After I make-out with you on this table, I'm going to take you home – I've already told Buchanan that you were done for the day," as he spoke, his hands came down to her hips, running just under her shirt along her sides. "When we get home, I'm going to kiss every inch of you, over and over and over again until you can't think straight, slowly pulling off every stitch of clothing you have on. Then I'm going to tease you until you're begging for me to come inside you. And then I will, again and again until you're screaming my name at the top of your lungs."
"J-jack…" she stuttered, her body responding to his touch and his words. Unable to resist, she wrapped her legs around his waist, dragging him up against her. He groaned at the contact, and Chloe gasped at how hard he was. Her nails dug into his arms as he brought his lips tantalizingly close to hers.
"And then," he continued, his voice husky with desire. "I'm going to spend every night showing you how much I love you." When she looked up at him in surprise, Jack chuckled. "I want to come home with you, Chloe. And I don't want to leave. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life making sure you never forget that."
Before she could respond, his lips were on hers, coaxing them open slowly and gently. Chloe smiled to herself – it seemed that Jack was more nervous than he sounded. He kissed her with a slight hesitation, as though waiting for her to pull away. Wanting to quell his anxiety, Chloe cradled his face and tilted her head to deepen the kiss. As they're tongues moved together, Jack pulled her closer, losing himself in the feel of her.
***
Ten minutes later, they left the holding room, Chloe furiously trying to fix her hair and straighten her clothing. Jack smiled at her, moving some stray hairs out of her face. Chloe scowled at him.
"You mussed me," she hissed.
"Isn't that what I was supposed to do?"
"Not at work! You're lucky I love you."
Jack stopped, looking down at her. "You love me?"
"Okay, were you paying attention at all in there?"
"You never said you loved me."
"No, but I was practically dry-humping you."
Jack nearly swallowed his tongue. "I thought…I thought I was going to have to persuade you."
Chloe grabbed his face, pulling him to her. "Jack Bauer, I love you. I have loved you since…" she frowned. "Okay, well, I'm not going to admit that because it makes me sound really pathetic. But I love you."
He smiled and kissed her, pulling her body close to his before someone cleared their throat behind them. They jumped and turned to see Bill Buchanan standing behind them.
"I thought you two had left already."
"On our way out now, Bill," Jack told him.
"Jack, you told me you were leaving almost fifteen minutes ago," Bill replied, a twinkle in his eye.
Jack blushed, but Chloe just grabbed his hand and started dragging him down the hallway.
"It's about damn time, you two!" Bill yelled after them.
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Date: 2007-05-03 09:03 pm (UTC)Best thing since sliced bread I tells ya!
*lights after-fic cigarette*
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Date: 2007-05-04 12:08 am (UTC)Thank you!!!
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Date: 2007-05-03 10:14 pm (UTC)Some of the best lines ever!!! Great job!
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Date: 2007-05-04 12:09 am (UTC)Glad you liked it!
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Date: 2007-05-03 10:29 pm (UTC)And me next! Yay!
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Date: 2007-05-04 12:10 am (UTC)Glad you liked it :)
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Date: 2007-05-03 11:02 pm (UTC)*Fans self* Wonderful fic, Loved it! :)
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Date: 2007-05-04 12:11 am (UTC)Sorry, done ranting now.
I'm glad you liked it!!!
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Date: 2007-05-04 12:35 pm (UTC)Thank you muchly for the praise! Glad you liked it :)
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Date: 2007-05-04 07:27 pm (UTC)And was that my Bill I saw at the end there? <3
This was very hot but in a subtle way, really love it!
I also laugh at my own lines, so don't worry!
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Date: 2007-05-04 07:41 pm (UTC)I'm glad you liked it! And I'm glad I'm not the only one who laughs at my own lines...
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Date: 2007-05-05 09:36 pm (UTC)Glad you enjoyed :)
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