Title: Jake 2.0 --- 2007 25 chapters

Author's Name: Zucht

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Spoilers : Jake 2.0 – the series, my short story "Thanksgiving, thanks" and much of Keegan Connor Tracy's work. While Chris is great, Keegan is closer to a character actor, which makes it easy to draw mannerisms and actions into the story. If you are familiar with her work you will recognize a lot.

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Jake 2.0 --- 2007 Chapter 1

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Jake was getting tired, he'd only been running for an hour but when you run at a speed of 12 miles per hour it temds to tire one out. "Diane!" He called from the treadmill, "Hey Diane! Can we hurry these tests along?"

"Go ahead and stop Jake." Diane asked looking in from her lab. "What's the hurry, big Friday night date?"

"The biggest. I've got to buy flowers, clean up, get into my new suit; gotta make a good impression."

"New girl?"

"Nah, same one for a year now."

"Anyone I know?"

"Come on Diane, you know we agreed to keep the people we see in private, well, private."

"I know, it's just that your vitals elevated when you were talking about her. It is a her, isn't it?" Diane asked smiling sweetly.

"Diane! Of course… you know me better than that." Realizing how completely he had fallen into her teasing he smiled. "Are we through yet?"

"Almost Jake. I'm about ready to leave myself. How about walking me to my car?"

"Yeah, Ok."

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Jake felt good, a shower and a shave can do that for a guy – especially when he's in love. He hated the conversation he had had with Diane, but the life of a super-secret-experimental-enhanced-spy called for some demands. Like never admitting that tonight was his first wedding anniversary. OK he thought: new suit, red and pink roses, paper present - tickets to the Andre Rieu concert, and a bottle of her favorite wine. Time to leave his "apartment" and meet her at home. He was thankful that Lou was on his side; it was a stroke of genius to convince the brass that the marriage was part of a deep cover plan to make him seem normal to his fellow agents. The only stipulation being that his wife remain unknown.

The 30-minute drive home seemed longer than usual. The sidewalk to his front door seemed mush longer. His key wouldn't work the lock until he turned it right side up. Finally he was home. He could smell their favorite take out and followed the sounds of laughter back to the den, wondering who could be intruding today of all days. When he stepped into the den all he saw was his wife, with her hair pulled up, wearing that little black dress…

"Jake, it's about time."

"You look beautiful!" He said advancing to kiss her.

"Not now Jake, we've got company."

It was than that he noticed Lou and Kyle standing by the couch with glasses of Champaign, just like the one being offered to him. "Why are you here?" He wondered out loud.

"Relax Jake; we just stopped by for a toast." Lou said.

"And to let you know that you don't have to be back at work until Tuesday." Kyle added.

Lou stepped forward, "I would like to propose a toast. I could say a great many things about you two, but I'll be merciful." Raising her glass she pronounced, "To the happy couple: Jake and Diane."

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Mourning found Jake waking up happy. A romantic dinner by the fire, slow dancing, whispering sweet nothings that actually meant something, and a lot of foreplay. I fact, as Jake looked around he wasn't sure if he was in their bedroom or a demolition site! No, there was Diane's PDA and their wedding album, definitely their bedroom.

Just then Diane came in wearing Jake's favorite Georgetown sweatshirt and carrying a tray with toast and orange juice.

"Hello legs!"

"What's wrong with my legs?" She demanded warily, setting the tray down on the nightstand.

"They look great."

'They are too short."

"They reach the ground don't they?"

"So?"

"You'd argue with a President?"

"Lincoln was asked about a man, not a lab rat."

"Stop that!"

"Stop what?"

"Insulting my wife in my presence. She is absolutely beautiful, sexy and smart." At this point Jake notices that Diane is holding back tears. He pulls her into his arms and comforts her with caresses and words of love. After she cry's softly for a while she calms down.

"Tell me what's wrong?" He gently asks.

"I missed a period."

"Diane does that mean…"

"I had it this morning."

"I'm sorry." Jake held her tight. "I'm so sorry."

"It had been a month." She sobbed, "I bought a test and we were going to do it this morning. Jake I feel like I failed you."

"No failures in this bed. Someday you're going to be an awesome mom and I'm going to be twice blessed."

"You want two kids?"

"You were included in that blessing sweetheart."

"I'm a blessing?"

"Very much so. Every time I wake up next to you I wonder what I did to deserve you."

"Jake, I feel the same way!" She snuggled in close, "Can you just hold me for a while."

Jake started to say something stupid like, "Hold a pretty girl, me?" Instead he pulled the comforter over her and said, "As long as you need… we need."

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Later that afternoon Diane was dressed and feeling better. "It's strange to miss what you never had."

"I know we've talked about children, but such a close opportunity… It feels like someone's missing, you know?"

"I called mom."

"How is she?"

"She talked for 20 minutes before I said goodbye."

"Did you tell her?"

"Never got a word in, so I called your mother."

"How did, uh… she Ok?"

"She listened, and we talked. Did you know your parents "had the same thing happen?"

"Really? They never mentioned it. So, how are you?"

"Want to go on a picnic?"

"Sure. Are you avoiding my question?"

"I'm fine. Let's enjoy the rest of this long weekend." Diane smiled lustily, "I feel like seducing a very handsome man. Any volunteers?" She teased.

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The afternoon was great: pizza in the park, a stroll by the lake, watching families playing together. Jake saw the gun's muzzle a second before it started firing. Instinctively he pulled Diane behind him as the gunman opened fire on the park. When the bullet passed through his body he felt Diane sag. "No!" was the last thing from his lips.

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TBC…

A/N : This is the first of a multi-chapter saga that I will be adding to over the next few months. It is how I see the show progressing. Some things to think about in upcoming chapters: Jake obviously lives, but does Diane? Why is Sarah living in Jake's house? Aren't the Roadrunner and Coyote cartoons? How does Kevin keep Jenny happy? Why was Director Skerrit running? What is Lemon Zinger? How many women are in Foley's harem? Who sleeps with the coy? Why is Jake's Wolf pack scar back? Does this author ever learn how to spell? And lastly, who is Nora Lee and why is she running things?

AA/N : Any one wanting to beta my Jake stories let me know.

SAA/N: There are three things that I have found that I find interesting. 1) Both Chris and Keegan have played characters that have had their heads used to break the driver's side window in a car –Chris in Jake 2.0 episode: Middleman and Keegan in Blackwoods. 2) Keegan has had 2.0 in three of her gigs – Jake 2.0, the Net 2.0 and Seven Days episode: Frank Parker 2.0. 3) In Seven Days episode: Frank Parker 2.0 nanites are mentioned and controlled by Keegan's character – interestin' ain't it?

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