Two drabbles - Season Three Spoilers
Oct. 25th, 2003 02:46 am
His Boss's Daughter
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Short thing about Chase and Kim.
There was no excuse, they had no reason to see each other and she was a full year younger than his youngest sister. Chase was a new agent, Kim was his boss's daughter, his co-worker, yet he felt that she'd been through more than seasoned agents.
He'd been an outside contact when Jack was undercover. She'd started talking to him only to find out how her dad was doing because no one would tell her anything. "Any news?" she would ask with a heartbreaking look. He'd have to lie.
Slowly, it turned into something else. He'd find himself in Jack's office looking at her picture on the desk, wondering if he could ever see her smile like that. When exchanging information, Jack would ask him about his baby girl and Chase would tell him that she was fine, but just talking about her made him feel a way he had to hide.
He started dating Kim because he began to feel his heart race whenever she entered the room.
When facts about Jack's situation started to come out, Kim had come to him first, and he held her tightly and let her dig her nails into his back. As he looked at her, all thoughts of work went away and she was no longer a co-worker, but his girlfriend.
It wasn't his choice to keep it a secret.
"Dad's always wanted me to be with someone safe. You're not safe," she'd whispered over coffee when he brought up the possibility.
It was only later that he realized what she meant was that Jack never wanted her to be with someone like him.
Disintegration - Kate
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Yes. I wrote this. I can't believe it.
It had happened so fast she'd fallen for him before really knowing all that much about him. He'd saved millions of lives and had almost died, but she desired him in a way that had nothing to do with duty.
Kate's family was forever shattered but she felt free, away from taking care of anyone but herself. Commitments that she'd used as excuses melted away so that when Jack survived the nuclear threat, she thought here's someone I'd like to know better.
Dating him wasn't a decision but a pull. She visited him at the hospital. It was an awkward strained meeting. She met Kim in the hall, who looked at her and said, I meant what I said before, I just want him to be happy.
Jack had so many good qualities that she never noticed the bad. She was still haunted by Marie, her own personal blonde haired wraith. There were two Marie's: the saccharine baby sister and the hardened killer. She could never reconcile them.
He moved into her house. She liked having him around.
When he came back from being undercover, he had changed.
"He makes me miserable," she told her therapist.
It wasn't until he shook her awake at 3 am, held a gun on her, and accused her of being just like her sister that she knew it was over.
Maybe now I'll be able to write those papers.