Starting Over Again Backwards
Prologue: So We Meet Again
Western Europe A bar February 1999
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
He was supposed to be on vacation. Arvin had sent him to Europe in hopes that he would actually enjoy himself. But as always Jack Bristow was haunted by his past. He could remember a time where all was well, where he had a loving wife and a beautiful daughter. Laura, the true light of his life.best friend, lover, wife, mother.soul mate. That night, the night that she died, there was no question that a part of him died with her. He was sure that he wouldn't be able to move on ever. But then he saw Sydney standing in the doorway, his little girl. God, she looked so much like her mother. Jack had to go on for Sydney, he had to. But then he was taken way from her and questioned by the CIA for 6 months. There his beautiful wife became nothing but a shattered image.
Jack Bristow had been lied to, plain and simple. His wife was an illusion, a mirage, someone who he loved more than life itself. Her name was not Laura Bristow, wife of Jack Bristow, mother of Sydney Bristow and professor of literature at UCLA. No that was not her, just her illusion, a very good one in fact. Her real name was Irina Derevko, officer of the KGB sent to gather information from the CIA through one of its top agents. For 10 years he had been deceived, duped into believing he had a perfect life. While in truth, his wife was putting on an act and then when she obtained the information she needed, she disappeared leaving devastation in her wake. Why would he be thinking of this now? Why today? Jack glanced at the calendar that was hanging above the bar. He felt his heart sink; today was his 33rd wedding anniversary.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
At the opposite end of the bar, the door from the outside opened. A woman came in, dressed in a black dress that clung to her like a second skin with matching black stiletto heels. She wore her hair up in a French twist. Her make up was minimal and she wore no jewelry. Several patrons looked up at the newcomer with some interest before returning to their drinks. She sat down at the end of the bar.
"What will you be having?" the bartender asked "A bloody Mary," the woman replied.
Jack looked up, that voice was familiar. But when he turned his head, all he saw was a blonde woman with a bloody Mary. He squinted in the dimly lit club; he looked at the woman closer. She looked so familiar, but why? His heart raced as he came to his conclusion. He got up from his seat and approached the woman quietly.
"Irina," he whispered.
The woman turned around, her dark eyes glinting.
"You found me Jack," she replied.
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
Song-"Iris"-Goo Goo Dolls
Prologue: So We Meet Again
Western Europe A bar February 1999
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
He was supposed to be on vacation. Arvin had sent him to Europe in hopes that he would actually enjoy himself. But as always Jack Bristow was haunted by his past. He could remember a time where all was well, where he had a loving wife and a beautiful daughter. Laura, the true light of his life.best friend, lover, wife, mother.soul mate. That night, the night that she died, there was no question that a part of him died with her. He was sure that he wouldn't be able to move on ever. But then he saw Sydney standing in the doorway, his little girl. God, she looked so much like her mother. Jack had to go on for Sydney, he had to. But then he was taken way from her and questioned by the CIA for 6 months. There his beautiful wife became nothing but a shattered image.
Jack Bristow had been lied to, plain and simple. His wife was an illusion, a mirage, someone who he loved more than life itself. Her name was not Laura Bristow, wife of Jack Bristow, mother of Sydney Bristow and professor of literature at UCLA. No that was not her, just her illusion, a very good one in fact. Her real name was Irina Derevko, officer of the KGB sent to gather information from the CIA through one of its top agents. For 10 years he had been deceived, duped into believing he had a perfect life. While in truth, his wife was putting on an act and then when she obtained the information she needed, she disappeared leaving devastation in her wake. Why would he be thinking of this now? Why today? Jack glanced at the calendar that was hanging above the bar. He felt his heart sink; today was his 33rd wedding anniversary.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
At the opposite end of the bar, the door from the outside opened. A woman came in, dressed in a black dress that clung to her like a second skin with matching black stiletto heels. She wore her hair up in a French twist. Her make up was minimal and she wore no jewelry. Several patrons looked up at the newcomer with some interest before returning to their drinks. She sat down at the end of the bar.
"What will you be having?" the bartender asked "A bloody Mary," the woman replied.
Jack looked up, that voice was familiar. But when he turned his head, all he saw was a blonde woman with a bloody Mary. He squinted in the dimly lit club; he looked at the woman closer. She looked so familiar, but why? His heart raced as he came to his conclusion. He got up from his seat and approached the woman quietly.
"Irina," he whispered.
The woman turned around, her dark eyes glinting.
"You found me Jack," she replied.
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
Song-"Iris"-Goo Goo Dolls