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Chapter 2 is here and ready for your enjoyment. Please comment! And I swear, Glory, a beach WILL come into play eventually!!!
Many thanks again to [profile] sparky_girl82

Title: Anything for Love
Rating: R for language
Chapter: 2/?
Prompt: Beach



            Chloe's plan was fairly simple – Curtis would shoot people while she ran in to retrieve Audrey. Before leaving CTU, Curtis had insisted that she carry at least one gun and wear a bullet-proof vest. She had no problem with the gun – there was no way she was going out into the field without one. But the vest was bulky and uncomfortable, and she was certain that it would get in her way if she had to run or fight. Curtis, however, refused to let her out of the building until she gave into his demands.
            "There's no way this is gonna work," Curtis pointed out as they drove toward the docks. "We have no idea how many guards there are, or where exactly they're keeping Audrey. We're not even sure they have her!"
            Chloe scowled at him. "Then why did you agree to come?"
            Curtis sighed. "Because we can't just leave Audrey there if there's a chance we can save her. Besides," he turned to look at her. "I knew you were going in no matter what the odds were. I couldn't let you do it alone." He turned back to the road. "Jack would never forgive me if I let something happen to you," he finished quietly.
 
***
 
            Curtis parked their SUV a good distance from the warehouses along the docks. He didn't know how far out their sentries would be posted, and he didn't want to risk the alarm being raised. He and Chloe slipped out of the vehicle quietly, both with their weapons drawn. They moved away from the car, keeping low and moving quickly toward the water.
            The relative quiet was shattered as gunfire erupted around them. Chloe dove to the ground as Curtis engaged the shooters. Although the sudden onslaught of bullets made it seem as though they were surrounded, she knew that there could be no more than three or four gunmen.
            Curtis quickly eliminated one for the shooters, but he was having trouble with the other three. He scrambled over to Chloe, making sure that she hadn't been hit.
            "Are you alright?" he asked, his eyes still scanning for a clear shot.
            "Aside from the angry Chinese guys trying to kill me? I'm fine."
            He marveled at her ability to be so sarcastic even while being shot at. But he had to admit that their plan was falling apart. They had to get down to the warehouses before the Chinese decided to move – or worse, kill – Audrey.
            "Remember our old plan?" he asked suddenly.
            Chloe looked at him like he'd grown a second head. "You mean the one where you kill people and I rescue the annoying one? Yeah, I remember."
            "Good. So I'm gonna stand up and shoot these guys, and you're gonna haul ass down to the warehouses. Got it?"
            Chloe stared at him. "Don't be stupid, Curtis. They'll kill you. Let's just get rid of them and go down together."
            Curtis shook his head. "If I draw their fire, you'll have a chance to get down there."
            "But-"
            "O'Brian, you had better start running when I stand up, or I swear to God, I will shoot you myself!"
            Curtis sprung from his hiding place, immediately opening fire on the Chinese that appeared when he broke cover. Chloe watched in stunned silence for a moment before shaking herself out of her reverie. Curtis was taking a big risk for her, and if she didn't start running he would get hurt for nothing. When she was sure the shooters were focused on him, she raised herself to a crouch and started scuttling toward the docks. She skirted around behind the Chinese, praying fervently that none of them would see her. Turning her head to check on Curtis, she saw him go down as a bullet found its mark. But before she could do anything, he was up again, his vest having saved him from a mortal wound.
            As Curtis finally took down another shooter, he glanced up to see one of the Chinese aim his gun at Chloe. Before he could do anything, the man fired, and Curtis watched in horror as Chloe fell to the ground. Blind rage spurring him on, he turned to the shooter and killed him with two shots to the chest. He wanted to run to Chloe, but the last guy  was still firing at him. As he engaged him, he saw out of the corner of his eye Chloe staggering to her feet, blood flowing freely down her left arm. She nodded at him to signal that she was okay, and she continued down to the docks.
 
***
 
            Chloe was pretty sure she knew where the Chinese were holding Audrey. She had used satellite images to keep an eye on the place, and she had noticed one building in particular that had a lot of traffic. As she tried to visualize the satellite images in her head, she veered toward a large warehouse to her right.
            As she neared the building, Chloe holstered her weapon, pulling her taser out of her back pocket. She didn't really feel comfortable killing people, and she always thought that shooting caused a lot more noise than was necessary. She opted for making people unconscious instead. Grimacing at where the bullet had grazed her arm, she continued forward.
            The three guards she passed went down without a fight. She managed to come up behind them, shocking them before they even noticed she was there. Everything was quiet as she slipped through the doorway and into the building.
 
***
 
            As Curtis dove behind a rock for cover, his cell phone rang. He picked it up as he fired two more shots at his opponent.
            "Manning."
            "Curtis, where the hell are you?" Jack yelled through the phone.
            "Busy," he replied, cringing as a bullet ricocheted off the rock.
            "Is that gunfire?"
            "Maybe."
            "Curtis…"
            "Yes. It's gunfire."
            "Do you need help?"
            "Nah. I think I got it. There's only one guy left. What do you need?"
            "Do you know where Chloe is?"
            Curtis paused, unsure of what to say.
            "Curtis?"
            "Yeah. I'm here."
            "Do you know where Chloe is?"
            "Why?"
            "Curtis, do you know where she is or not?"
            "Yeah."
            "And?"
            Curtis swallowed, hoping that he wouldn't get killed by either Jack or Chloe before the end of the day. "Here."
            "There?"
            "Yeah."
            "Where there's gunfire?"
            "Yeah."
            "With you?"
            "Not exactly."
            Jack paused, and Curtis could hear him trying to control the anger in his voice. "What do you mean, not exactly?"
            Seeing an opportunity, Curtis dropped the phone and took aim, putting a bullet in the shooter's head. Satisfied that all the gunmen were dead, he picked the phone back up.
            "Curtis? Curtis!?"
            "Calm down, Jack."
            "Where. Is. Chloe?" Jack growled.
            "Probably in the warehouse by now."
            Jack was seeing red as he climbed into his SUV and started the car. "Address, Curtis. Now."
            Curtis sighed. Chloe was definitely going to kill him, if Jack didn't get to it first. "2784 Bestend Street. By the docks."
            "One more thing Curtis."
            "Yeah?"
            "Who was shooting at you?"
            "Some angry Chinese motherfucker."
            "I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
 
***
 
            Chloe was torn between immense relief and disappointment when she found Audrey tied to a chair in the corner of the room. She really hated the woman, but she meant the world to Jack, and she couldn't stand to see him so lost and broken without her. Checking to make sure that there were no more guards in the room, she ran over to her.
            "Hey Audrey," she said as she knelt down untie the ropes. She needed both hands and put her taser back in her pocket, focusing on the knots.
            "Chl-Chloe?" Audrey stammered, shock evident in her voice.
            "Yeah. It's me. I know you would probably rather see Jack, but you'll have to wait until later. For now, you're stuck with me."
            Finally dispensing with the knots, Chloe tried to help Audrey to her feet. But Audrey was incredibly weak from the months she had been with the Chinese, and her knees gave out on her. Chloe half-carried, half-dragged her toward the door, hoping that she had really gotten rid of all the guards.
            She nearly jumped out of her skin when Curtis came bursting through the door, gun drawn and ready. He immediately ran over to them, taking Audrey's weight so that Chloe could pull out her weapon as well.
            "Chloe, look out!" Audrey yelled.
            Chloe turned and saw two men rush into the room from the other end. The warehouse was large and there was a significant distance between them. Pushing Audrey into Curtis' arms, she tried to shove them both toward the door.
            "Go!"
            Curtis fought against her. "No! We leave together!"
            "You'll have to carry her Curtis. She can't walk. And that means you can't shoot your gun. Go. Get her to Jack."
            She turned to face the men again, and watched as one picked up a nail gun from the top of a crate, aiming it at Audrey. Chloe turned her back to them, pushing Audrey into Curtis' arms so that he had no choice but to carry her. She yelled in pain as something ripped into her thigh, forcing her to stumble. She pushed Curtis again, who was frozen in shock.
            "Go! Get her to Jack!"
            Curtis finally nodded, lifting Audrey completely off the ground and running from the building. Chloe turned to face her assailants, only to see that the man with the nail gun had gotten much closer. She pulled her gun, trying to steady her hand and take a shot. Pain burst through her body as the Chinese man pulled his trigger first, and she fell to the ground.
 
 
            Chapter 3
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So, in response to my request for prompt suggestions from that silly little table in my journal, 

[profile] glorylinnemann suggested "Beach." I thought, okay, I can do that. Just look at "Somewhere Warm." So I was wracking (sp?) my brain, trying to come up with another mindless little fluff fic having to do with warm weather and Jack on a beach. Suddenly, the plot bunnies escaped from the cage that I keep them tightly locked in, and began running rampant down hallways where they are most definitely NOT ALLOWED. I managed to get them all back in except one, and that plot bunny has "multi-chapter angst" written in big letters on its side - really not sure who spray-painted the bunnies, but I assure you that the perpetrator will be caught and punished. ANYWAY, this is what resulted. This is just the first chapter, and yes, I realize it's wicked short. But I think it provides a good jumping-off base for the rest of the story. Much thanks goes to [profile] sparky_girl82, because she lets me bug her all day at work for ideas and titles and such. I totally heart her. 

Oh, and the chapters probably won't have titles. But this one was too good to pass up.

Title: Anything for Love
Rating: PG for right now
Chapter: 1/?
Prompt: Beach
A/N: I have completely hijacked the Audrey storyline from S6 and decided to make it work my way since the writers and I are having a bit of a disagreement right now. 

Chapter 1 - Operation: Save the Oddity 

 

 

            "I need your help."
            Curtis turned, jumping slightly at the sudden interruption on his thoughts. His eyes rested on Chloe as she fidgeted behind him. He smiled at her blunt demeanor.
            "Hey, Chloe. What's up?"
            "I need your help," she repeated, looking furtively around the locker room.
            Curtis chuckled. "You already said that. What do you need?"
            Chloe gripped the sides of her skirt, suddenly rethinking her decision to bring Curtis in on her plan. But he was the only one who could help her, and she wasn't sure she could do this on her own.
            "Not here," she whispered before motioning for him to follow her.
            Curtis was so intrigued by her behavior that he followed her without another word. She led him out of the locker room and down the hall, making various turns that soon had them in a more isolated part of the building. She opened a door and Curtis saw that they were in a small room filled with dusty filing cabinets and a lone laptop sitting on the table. When he had shut the door behind them, Chloe turned to face him.
            "I'm pretty sure I've found Audrey," she began, everything coming out in a rush. "Turns out she didn't die in a car crash after all. The Chinese kidnapped her to get to Jack. I need your help in getting her back. I don't want to tell Jack and get his hopes up if I'm wrong. But I can't do this alone."
            Curtis stared at her in shock – his brain struggling to comprehend everything she had just dumped on him. But as his thoughts continued to race, he realized that a decision had to be made. He looked at Chloe critically.
            "You're gonna need to change your clothes."


Chapter 2
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Okay, second prompt fic done! This was requested by [profile] sparky_girl82 and she helped me out with it quite a bit. Enjoy!



                When Jack walked into the apartment, the first thing he saw was Chloe stretched out on the couch, watching TV. She didn't turn or acknowledge him as he shut the door and put his keys on the counter. Walking over to her, he stood by the couch and waited for her to notice him. The minutes crept by, however, and she remained silent.
"Hey," he ventured quietly
"Hey."
"You okay?"
"I'm fine."
"I don't believe you."
"Too bad."
"Chloe, you're obviously upset."
"So?"
Jack sighed. "So what's bothering you?"
"At the moment? You are."
"What?"
 It was Chloe's turn to sigh as she finally turned to look at him. "You, Jack. You're interrupting my movie."
Jack smiled as she turned her attention back to the television. "Well, if you'd
make some room for me, I could watch the movie with you and stop pestering you about what's wrong."
            I'm already comfy," she protested.
            Slipping off his shoes, Jack stepped onto the couch behind Chloe. She gave him a startled look, but he just gently pushed her over so that she was lying closer to the edge. He then laid down beside her, wrapping his right arm around her waist.
            Chloe tried not to freak out. But Jack's body was pressed up against her back and he was using his arm to pull her even closer. She bit back a yelp of surprise when she felt one of his knees pry her legs apart so that he could rest his in between. She was finding it suddenly very difficult to breathe.
            Jack's stomach was tied in knots as he settled his body against Chloe's. He had been staying with her for the past six months, and he had found himself at a level of comfort with her that he hadn't felt with anyone for a long time. It had seemed natural for him to curl up on the couch with her, but now that their bodies were pressed flush against each other, he was suddenly incredibly nervous.
From his new vantage point, Jack could see a bowl full of cookie dough with a spoon in it.
"Must have been a pretty bad day," he commented.
"You said you'd drop it, Jack."
"For now," he said. He turned his attention to the TV. "So what are we watching?"
"The Sound of Music."
"Never seen it," he whispered before finally falling silent.
 
***
 
"The Captain is kind of stupid," Jack pointed out later in the movie.
"Why?" Chloe asked as they watched the Von Trapp children react sadly to their father's engagement to the Baroness.
            "He had a good thing staring him straight in the face. Why on earth would he choose the Baroness?"
            "Because men are stupid," she replied simply.
            Jack snorted in disbelief. "Not ALL men, Chloe. I would never choose the Baroness."
            "You already did," she said quietly.
            Jack reached for the remote and paused the movie. "Excuse me?"
            Chloe shut her eyes and silently berated herself for letting that slip. "Nevermind, Jack. Can we please just watch the movie?"
            "No, Chloe. I want to know what you meant by that."
            "Yeah, well, I don't want to talk about it."
            Jack gently turned Chloe over so that she was lying mostly on her back and facing him. He brushed some stray hairs from her face, letting his fingers linger against her skin.
            "Who, Chloe?" When she gave him a confused look, he hurried to clarify. "Who's the Baroness?" he asked softly.
            Chloe shut her eyes again, fighting back the tears. "Please, Jack...just forget I said anything."
            "Chloe," he urged quietly. He playfully nudged her nose with his own, finally getting her to open her eyes. He smiled at her. "Tell me."
            Looking up at him, Chloe took a deep breath. "Audrey," she whispered so quietly that Jack almost missed it.
            "How?"
            Chloe laughed bitterly. "Oh come on, Jack. Just look at her. She's beautiful, smart. She's comfortable in just about every social situation and pretty much oozes grace. She's the epitome of the Baroness."
            Jack was silent for a moment before responding. "Didn't the Baroness kind of trick Maria into leaving because she knew the Captain was in love with her?"
            Chloe frowned. "Well, yeah. But the Baroness is pretty much evil for the first half of the movie, so you shouldn't be that surprised." She paused. "I take that back. She's not evil. She just knows she can't hold on to the man she loves. And that would make anyone do something mean."
            "So that begs the question, Chloe...who's my Maria?"
            Chloe couldn't answer. The conversation had taken a turn she wasn't expecting, and now she was more confused than ever. She wanted to leave the room, to leave Jack and his intense gaze. But his lower body was draped over hers, and she would have had to throw him off of her in order to get up.
            Jack watched as the gears in Chloe's brain turned. He knew that he had hit on something, and he didn't want to stop until he figured it out. But he could also tell that Chloe was starting to shut down on him - that she was looking for any way out of the conversation. He decided to try a different route.
            "Does this have anything to do with why you were upset today?" he asked suddenly.
            His sudden change of course threw Chloe completely off. She hadn't expected him to be so close to the mark, and her surprise left her floundering for a response.
            He could tell from the look in her eyes that he was right. Stroking her face with his hand, he urged her to open up to him. "Please, Chloe. Just tell me."
            There was really no way out of the conversation, and Chloe knew that. She could push him off and tell him to leave her alone, but the truth was, she really didn't want to. Maybe if she finally told him, she would feel better. Or things would just become incredibly awkward. Either way, she suddenly had to know.
            "I overheard some people talking at work today," she began.
            "About what?"
            "Me," she paused. "Us."
            "What about us?" he prodded.
            Chloe took another deep breath, closing her eyes so that she wouldn't have to see his reaction. "They were talking about how pathetic I am. That you could never love me when you've got someone like Audrey. And I know they're right, Jack. I know I don't compare. I know the hero never chooses the quirky sidekick. He always ends up with the beautiful princess. But it got to me today."
            "So you came home and watched The Sound of Music?"
            Chloe nodded. "The Baroness doesn't get the guy in the end. Maria does."
            Jack smiled. "Does that make you my Maria?"
            Chloe opened her eyes again, scowling at him. "Yeah. Except for the whole getting-the-guy part in the end. I'm pretty sure Audrey wins in this dimension."
            Jack's expression grew serious. "Chloe?"
            "Yeah?"
            "Who have I been living with for the past six months?"
            "Me. Jack-"
            "And who do I have dinner with every night?" he continued, effectively cutting her off.
            Chloe sighed. "Me, but-"
            "Who do I fall asleep next to every night?"
            "Jack-"
            "Answer the question, Chloe."
            She huffed. "Me." She was confused by his line of questioning, afraid that she was misunderstanding and that she was getting her hopes up for nothing.
            "Who am I lying on top of, trying to convince her that I choose her?"
            Chloe just stared at him. Half of her told her that this was a dream, that Jack wasn't looking down at her with that look on his face and saying those things to her. But the other half realized that she was awake and told her that she better not screw this up.
            "Me?" she whispered.
            "You," he confirmed, the smile back on his face.
            "You choose me?" she asked again, needing to hear him say it.
            "I choose you," he said, bring his lips against hers gently, fleetingly. "I love you," he whispered before bringing his lips back down and kissing her with the passion he had been trying to fight for the past six months.
            Chloe kissed him back, ordering her brain to shut the hell up and to let her enjoy this. The movie and the cookie dough lay forgotten, as did the office gossip that had plunged her into her self-pitying depression. All that fell away as she reveled in Jack's touch.
            She didn't know it, but Jack was very much relieved at her response. He had been scared to death that she didn't want him that way – that he was mistaking friendship and loyalty for love. But as she kissed him back and ran her hands up and down his spine, he finally realized what he had been missing all this time.
            Suddenly her lips were no longer on his and he felt himself being pushed off of her. His heart sank into his stomach as he had the thought that maybe she didn't feel the same way. He fought back the lump in his throat and forced himself to look her in the eye.
            "Chloe," he started, his voice hoarse.
            "If you think I'm going to let you have your way with me on my couch, you've got another thing coming, Jack Bauer." She paused, disentangling herself from him and standing up. It was then that she saw the broken look on his face and the crestfallen slump of his shoulders. Realizing her mistake, she took his face in her hands and forced him to look at her.
            "Oh God, Jack. I didn't mean it that way. I just meant I wanted to go upstairs. More room on the bed." She searched his eyes, hoping that he understood. "I love you," she whispered.
            Chloe was nearly blinded by the smile that appeared on his face. Pulling her down into his lap, he kissed her hungrily, plunging his tongue into her mouth. Chloe reciprocated, groaning at the heat erupting between them.
            "Jack," she whispered in between kisses.
            Jack stopped, looking in her eyes. "Right. Bedroom. Sorry, I got distracted."
            Chloe grinned at him mischievously. "I distract you?"
            "You have no idea," he growled. He stood up, still holding her and forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Leaning in he kissed her again, carrying her upstairs to the bedroom.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Back Alley

Apr. 13th, 2007 12:31 pm
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Alrighty, I finished my first prompt fic. This one was requested by [profile] sej_1986. The prompt was "Back Alley." Enjoy!!
 
            Chloe's world turned upside down as their SUV plowed into oncoming traffic and flipped over onto its side. Glass shattered all around her and her body was flung hard against the seatbelt. As the car slid to a halt by the side of the road, Chloe looked out what had once been her window.
            The intersection was now a convoluted mess. Multiple cars had been dragged into the accident, and a couple were now on fire. People were crawling out of their damaged vehicles and were now milling about, trying to piece together what had actually happened. She noticed the car that had been chasing them had crashed as well, and she didn't see any movement from the occupants.
            "Jack," she whispered, praying that he wasn't seriously injured.
            She shook him – gently at first and then with more force. Her panic began rising as she took in the large cut on his forehead. Just as she was about to get out and call for help, Jack stirred.
            "Jack?"
            When he didn't immediately respond, Chloe took his face in her hands and forced him to look at her.
            "Jack! Come on, Jack! Look at me!"
            She watched as his eyes finally focused on her. Relieved that he was coming around, she began to unbuckle herself.
            "What happened?" Jack asked, still somewhat groggy from slamming his head into the steering wheel.
            "We crashed," she answered tersely, finally untangling herself from the seatbelt. "But luckily, so did the bad guys. So we need to run. Now."
            Jack continued to stare at her blankly, not fully comprehending what was going on. Chloe sighed and leaned over to help him out of his restraint as well. He watched for a moment as her hands fumbled with the button, and then everything hit him in a rush. He remembered the field mission they'd been on and the car chase that had resulted. He remembered losing control of the SUV and spinning out into the middle of traffic.
            With his brain functioning again, Jack swatted Chloe's hands away and undid the buckle himself. The pair scrambled out of the demolished vehicle, climbing up and out of Jack's window since Chloe's was against the pavement. Glancing at their pursuers' vehicle to make sure they weren't being followed, Jack grabbed Chloe by the arm and raced away from the intersection.
            The confusion from the accident and the dark of night helped them make their escape. They ran quickly, getting off of the main roads as soon as they could. Ducking down a dark side street, Jack led Chloe through a maze of back alleys that soon had her turned around.     
            Just as Chloe was sure her heart was going to explode, Jack finally stopped. Looking around, she saw that they were in an alley that looked just like all the others they had raced through. As the sound of blood pounding in her ears began to fade, Chloe heard the sound she most dreaded right then – footsteps. Both she and Jack turned to look behind them in disbelief. It seemed impossible that anyone could have followed them.
            Chloe's brain worked furiously to find a way out. To continue running was absurd – they were already winded, and the noise would lead their pursuers right to them. Standing their ground didn't sound much better. They had no way of knowing how many there were or what kind of weapons they carried. They might be able to hide and create an ambush…
            "Chloe, get in."
            She turned at the sound of Jack's voice to see him standing in front of a dumpster, holding the lid open for her. He looked at her expectantly.
            "No."
            Jack sighed. "Come on, Chloe. It's the only place to hide."
            "Since when do you hide?" she shot back.
            "Chloe…" he said, his voice low in warning.
            The footsteps were getting closer. From the sound, there more than two, and they were running hard. Scowling and stamping her foot, Chloe moved toward the dumpster.
            "I hate you, Jack Bauer," she muttered as she climbed in. She could have sworn she saw the faintest hint of an amused grin on his face.
            The dumpster was disgusting – there was no getting around that. Chloe covered her nose in an attempt to block out the smell, and sat down gingerly as Jack crawled in after her and shut the lid. He sat down next to her, the bags around him crunching beneath his weight.
            Chloe tried to keep her composure as the oppressive heat and smell crowded in around her. She wasn't fond of enclosed spaces to begin with, and this was the most unpleasant one she'd had to endure. She worked on controlling her breathing to keep from hyperventilating, but she let out a frightened squeal as something furry rubbed against the small of her back. Jack looked at her sharply, afraid that her outburst would draw attention to them.
            "Something just touched me," she whispered, her voice full of tension.
            "Get over it."
            "Excuse me?"
            "It's probably just a rat, Chloe. It's not a big deal."
            "Just a rat!?" she exclaimed, her whispered voice rising a couple notches. "I swear to God, Jack Bauer, if something else touches me I will leap out of this dumpster. I don't care WHO'S chasing us."
            Realizing that she was telling the truth, Jack reached over and grabbed her arm, dragging her until she was sitting in his lap. Wrapping his arms around her waist and bringing his lips to her ear, he whispered, "Then I guess I'll just have to protect you from the rats."
            Chloe shivered at the feel of his breath against her skin. She began to forget their surroundings, only being able to focus on his proximity, and the beat of his heart against her back. She tried to think of something witty to say, but voices outside saved her from having to come up with anything.
            "That was insane!" they heard a boy exclaim.
            "Yeah! There were like, ten cars piled up! Did you see that SUV flip?"
            "And then some of them caught fire!"
            "Come on! Hopefully the cops haven't noticed the alarm going off yet. That accident will keep them busy for a while. Let's go!"
            Chloe and Jack sighed in relief as the boys ran off, realizing that they hadn't been chasing them after all. They sat in silence for a few minutes, just to make sure there was no one else coming. As time passed, Chloe grew more and more uncomfortable. Not only was she still sitting right up against Jack, but the smell in the dumpster was growing stronger, and the heat was becoming unbearable.
            "Jack?" she whispered.
            "Yeah?"
            "They're gone."
            "I know."
            "So you can let go now."
            "I know."
            But he didn't let go. Chloe was enjoying the feel of his arms around her, but she desperately needed to get out the enclosed space before she went raving mad.
            "Jack?"
            "Yeah?"
            "You can hold me again when we get out of the dumpster, you know."
            "Really?"
            "Yeah."
            Jack's hands slowly slid around her waist as he released her, and Chloe tried hard not to shiver at his touch. When he had let go of her, she stood up and pushed up the lid, breathing in the fresh air that rushed at her. Climbing out of the dumpster, she brushed her hands all over her body, trying to rid her clothing of the random flecks of garbage that clung to her. She glanced down at her pants in disgust, seeing stains forming from whatever she had stepped in. She turned at the sound of Jack shutting the dumpster lid.
            "We should get back to CTU," Jack said, awkwardly avoiding her gaze.
            "We're closer to my place," Chloe pointed out.
            Jack's head snapped up. "What?"
            "Now that we're not running for our lives, I know where we are. My place isn't far."
            "Why would we go to your apartment instead of CTU?"
            Chloe looked at him pointedly. "I need a shower, Jack. I'm not walking back into CTU smelling like this. Milo will never let me live it down. Besides, it's close enough to walk and our car was destroyed, remember?"
            Jack nodded. "Alright. Your place it is."
            "You could use a shower too, Jack."
            "Chloe, we don't have time-"
            "We would if we showered together."
            Jack's mouth fell open at the baldness of her suggestion. His brain tried to comprehend what she had just said, but he found himself stupidly devoid of most of his vocabulary.
            "Really?" he asked, shocked at how breathless he sounded.
            "Really," Chloe whispered as she placed a slow and gentle kiss on his lips. Jack smiled as he kissed her back, amused at how their field mission had turned out.
            Chloe broke away and took his hand, leading him back down the alley and toward her apartment.
           
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yeah, Prompt table for the

[profile] 100_situations Fic Challenge

 

001.Tired002.Back Alley003.Sunrise004.Late005.Son
006.Hot007.Friend008.Floor009.Cheat010.Think
011.Disgust012.Shelter013.Borrow014.Chair015.Alter
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