Before I let you read any of this, I should really explain what I'm trying to do here.
You know those Tony/Michelle scenes that you go back and watch again and again? The kiss in season 2, the "I'm not infected" or the reunion after the hostage exchange in season 3?
Well. What I've tried to write here are those scenes for season 4, except we don't actually know yet what will actually happen between them (and I try not to spoil myself for the actual plot), so it's all just speculation.
Because I'm just writing the "T/M Moments", all the plotty stuff with Jack isn't supposed to make sense. It's not important. What we care about is the T/M, so even though logically there are scenes which should be continued, I won't continue them because whatever happens next is not important to the T/M. Similarly, it may seem sometimes like I'm starting in the middle of a scene. Well, I am starting in the middle of the scene, but the beginning would have just been plotty stuff which, for the purpose of this fic, we don't care about. This is not the story of whatever Jack is trying not to get killed for at whichever moment. That's also why some of the scenes are so short.
These are the seven most important "T/M Moments" in the last few hours of season 4.
Well, they're not really, 'cause I have no idea what's actually gonna happen on the show, though I hope it's something along these lines (but better!).
But anyway, just to reiterate: The plot is not supposed to make any kind of sense. It's just there because, as much as we love the T/M Moments, there will undoubtedly be some plot in the show too.
And now... you may read.
Yes, this file, this one, this one...
Tony resisted the urge to glance furtively around the room as he worked at the computer in Tech 1. He would hear if someone came in, and would have enough time to send this stuff before whoever it was rounded the corner and saw what he was doing, so a furtive glance would just be a waste of time.
He probably wouldn't make it out of CTU again even if no one walked in on him, but what did it matter, really? It wasn't as if there was anything for him to go back to. Oh, sure, there was Jen, but having to work with Michelle earlier had made him realize how little his current girlfriend actually meant to him.
He might even have to go back to jail if he was caught. At least there he wouldn't have to worry about anything complicated like that.
He heard the door open behind him.
Sorry Jack, that's all we have time for today...
He hit "send" and logged out of the system as he heard footsteps coming closer.
"Tony?"
Oh God. Michelle.
He swiveled around in the chair, leaning back and putting his hands behind his head in a faux-relaxed pose. "You still remember my name. Good job. So it's just everything else that you've forgotten."
"What are you doing here?" she hissed. "You left hours ago."
"I came back. Weren't expecting that, were you," he said snidely. "Thought I'd just disappear and forget about you, like you did to me."
"Tony, you're not supposed to be here."
"Well gee Michelle, I didn't know that. I forgot that I'd been fired and convicted for treason and left to rot in jail for a year."
Michelle sighed exasperatedly. "Tony, could you just-"
"Michelle?"
Driscoll's voice. Driscoll's footsteps entering the room, and abruptly stopping when she saw who Michelle was talking to. Without a word to either of them, she picked up the nearest phone and called security.
Tony sighed, deliberately averting his eyes from Michelle, who was looking around with her mouth slightly open, like she always did when she didn't know what to say.
Great. Just... great.
This was definitely another one of those days.