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The Law of Attraction

Chapter 1: Opposites Attract

Jack couldn't believe the position he'd found himself in. At last, he had Dr. Allison L. Blake in his arms...well not exactly in his arms, but it was a close as she'd ever been. The magnetic force emitted from the electrified fence had crushed their bodies tightly up against one another. Jack had tried to warn her, but she took his offhandedness as another of his attempts at playful banter. In the end, she realized it wasn't a joke as her body was pulled unwillingly and forcefully in his direction. Talk about awkward.

Jack didn't know what to do, so he attempted to pass the time by lightening the mood until Jo was able to release the field that held them clasped together. He could have managed to hold out if not for her attempt at freeing them. When she reached down to unbuckle his belt, his body, emotions and senses all went into overdrive. He implored her to stop, but his request fell upon deaf ears. His body betrayed him, resulting in an instantaneous reaction, the result of which he was powerless to hide if her vocal emission and facial expression was any indication. Jack had an erection, one so stiff that he was surprised it hadn't poked a hole straight through his pants. When she snickered, he wasn't sure if she was laughing at him, or was flattered by the fact she could elect such an impressive response. He chose to think it was the latter.

Trying to take the focus off the...difficulty he was having, he engaged in small talk. They briefly forget about their current condition when a piece of stray hair blew across her face caused by a light breeze. Looping his fingers of his unencumbered hand around the opposite side of her head, he removed the strands from in front of her face. Everything would have been fine if he hadn't looked into her eyes. He was entranced and if he wasn't mistaken, so was she. Time stood still as a battle ensued in his mind. The angelical side knew he shouldn't make a move. What if he offended her? What if she were repelled by his attempt? What if she didn't think of him that way? The devilish side wanted her right then and there. It told him that he knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her. The entire time he deliberated, his mouth lay partially open as if he were in the midst of kissing her and if he wasn't' mistaken, his movements were being mimicked. The seconds ticked by, neither of them moving or making a sound when the still was finally broken.

"Carter?"

Still in a daze, Jack wasn't sure if the voice her heard was real or not. Surely it was, because he could see her lips moving as his gaze lay fixated upon them.

He answered her, his head still in a fog. "Hum?"

"Are you going to kiss me or not?"

Taken aback by how direct she was, Jack stood in stunned silence. But then again, why should he be shocked by how blunt she was. Allison wasn't a woman who was afraid to speak her mind. He just always assumed he would be the one to finally pose the question and not the other way around.

A wicked smile pulled at the corner of his lips. Peering down into her eyes, he could see that same wanting desire for him reflected within. Since she had given him the go ahead, Jack lowered his mouth and kissed her gently and sweetly on the lips. He craned back just to be sure he hadn't misinterpreted her. When she smiled wide in response, he went in the kill. His mouth forming perfectly with hers, Jack kissed her long, hard and deep. How much time spent engaged in their present activity, they were unabashedly unaware as an interruption thrust them back into reality.

Clearing her throat, Jo seemed to have taken great amusement at the sight before her.

"Uh guys? The fence was shut down a while ago."

As they slowly separated, they realized not only were they no longer being held by force next to the fence, they had in-fact been wrapped in a lovers embrace. His arms looped around her waist, her arms draped around his neck and shoulders. They parted quickly, the rush of blood to both their faces apparent as Allison turned and traipsed toward her vehicle.

Calling after her, Jack made it a point to grimace at Jo as he passed her so that he could catch up with Allison.

Unsure of where to go form this point, he nervously began.

"That was weird huh?"

"Yeah."

Shyly she looked away. "Um, Carter, I want to apologize for being so forward. I shouldn't have put you on the spot. I mean, if you didn't want to kiss me, you didn't have to. I..."

Jack cut her off before she said another word, afraid that the spell would be broken, tailspinning them back to where they'd been only minutes before.

"Allison, would you like to go out on a date?"

She stared at him, her mouth agape.

"A date?"

"Yes, a date. With me?" Jack waited with bated breath for her answer.

"I'd like that."

"Okay then. Great."

They stood their grinning like fools, neither wanting to be the first to say goodbye.

Apparently Jo was unmoved by the scene before her and cleared her throat a bit more loudly this time. Jack shrewdly took her hint and parted from Allison. Hands on hips, standing tall, confident, Jack watched as she climbed into her vehicle and headed out.

"I'll talk to you later then."

The woman he had crushed on from the day he arrived in Eureka had agreed to go on a date with him. He wanted to savor this moment, commit it to memory. Sadly, his attempt was broken by a sniggering Jo.

"Come on Romeo, the real world awaits."

And that was how it all began and how four weeks later Jack found himself at Allison's place for a romantic dinner date. They were in the middle of cooking dinner – well, more like she cooked while he took every opportunity to disrupt her efforts. He always managed to find some way of kissing, touching, or holding her. As she stirred the basil pesto sauce for the grilled tuna they were having, Jack would walk up behind her, brush her hair to the side and apply kisses to the nape of her neck. Every so often he would take a nip at her collarbone or her shoulder blade which caused her to burst into a fit of giggles. His passion filled bites were a mere tease as to the pleasures he wanted to inflict on the rest of her body.

They had been secretly dating for several weeks now and this was literally the first night where they'd found themselves completely alone. No Kevin. No Zoë. No S.A.R.A.H. Oh, it hadn't been an easy feat keeping it quiet not only from the townspeople and their superiors, but their close friends. It wasn't that they were embarrassed or ashamed, they only wanted this time to be just for them. Why not be selfish? They routinely gave so much of themselves to everyone else that it felt good for once to think about their own personal lives. Jack had attempted to keep Zoë out of the loop, but clever girl that she was, it was hard for him to put anything past her. What did he expect anyway – like father, like daughter. So, these last few weeks, Kevin, Zoë and Jo became their willing accomplices. When they met for dinner or a movie, they were routinely accompanied by Kevin and Zoë under the guise of accidentally being at the same place at the same time. Besides it wouldn't seem odd or out of the ordinary for the four of them to be together. Jack adored Kevin and Allison felt the same about Zoë. Any other time they wanted to be alone, they had to venture outside of town. Of course the other advantage of not disclosing their courtship was that it gave them the chance to really get to know each other.

But for them, tonight was a special occasion. They decided they were going to make the announcement to everyone on Monday and this was a celebration of sorts of their budding romance becoming official. How those closest to them managed to miss the clues was beyond them. The sly glances, the blush of skin, the knowing smiles, and the never missed opportunities to be near each other if only for a second. Late at night while they talked on the phone, they laughed at how they continued to put one over on everyone. Allison was actually looking forward to sharing her joy, but fun aside, she also knew that the most difficult task of all would be telling Nathan.

Ever since his return to Eureka, Nathan had more than once hinted at the two of them reconciling; a pipe dream as far as she was concerned. Still she had to be tactful, for as stubborn and arrogant as Nathan was, he had feelings too. Even though they hadn't worked out, he was a good man at heart, but ultimately, he wasn't the one for her.

Alas, tonight was not about Nathan. She quickly removed him from her thoughts as Jack sidled up next to her.

His hand upon her cheek, he asked. "Allison, are you okay?"

"I'm sorry Carter. I'm fine, just thinking."

Obviously, he had noticed her blank expression as she stared off into the distance.

"Okay, but you know you can stop calling be Carter."

"Oh God, I did it again didn't I. I'm sorry. I'm still getting used to it."

Jack leaned over and gave her a reassuring peck on the lips. "It's okay Allie."

Reaching in the cupboard for plates so that she could set the table, Allison had an epiphany.

"Car..., I mean Jack. How about we open another bottle of wine?"

"Another?"

They had finished a bottle earlier while they cooked dinner and talked.

Taking a seat at the table, a pseudo look of shock on his face, he playfully teased.

"Are you trying to get me drunk so that you can take advantage of me Dr. Blake?"

When she promptly snapped back with sarcasm of her own, with no uncertainty, he knew he'd met his match.

"I doubt I'd need wine to do that. Besides, you're welcome to stay here and sleep it off."

"Oh, is that right now. Well, the first time I assumed I was staying at your place I was shot down."

"And thats only because we knew each other all of sixty minutes. There was no way I was going to allow you to stay in my home with my child and I. You could have been a psychopath for all I knew. No matter how cute you looked."

Smiling at her coyly, he prodded. "Huh...and now."

Allison crossed from her chair to his and grasped the collars of his shirt in her hands.

"Now, I know the type of man you are and if I'd have had any sense at all, I would've let you stay over that night."

Jack knew she didn't mean it. She wasn't that kind of woman and thankfully he wouldn't have it any other way. Then she kissed him as if it were the very last kiss either of them would ever have.

Pulling away, both breathing heavily, she purred, "Now, why don't you go open the bottle of wine...Jack."

Jack hoped out of his chair and headed straight for the wine cabinet, shivering at the thought of her sexy, throaty timber he loved so much muttering naughty suggestions in his ear. As he began uncorking a bottle of red Zinfandel, the doorbell rang.

Allison turned to Jack, a quizzical look in her eye. "I wonder who that could be? I wasn't expecting any visitors."

He whispered to her. "Just pretend you're not home, they'll go away."

"Stop it." Allison good-naturedly waved him off and bounded toward the door. She sashayed a little harder than usual, knowing he often watched her as she walked away.

Anyway, she was beside herself. She couldn't remember when she'd last been so happy. She didn't think her smile would ever leave her face again. Then she yanked opened the door and an uncontrollable gasp escaped her lips at the site before her.

"Nathan, what are you doing here?"

"I was worried about you. I tried calling and didn't get an answer on your PDA or home phone so I took a ride over. Thats when I saw the Sheriff's vehicle in the driveway. Are you okay? Is it Kevin?"

"No, no. Everything's fine."

Allison stood in the doorway unmoving, watching him and the uncommonly dumbfounded look he had on his face.

"Uh, can I come in?"

"Now's not a good time."

Nathan was about to voice his confusion at her reluctance to allow him entrance when Jack called out to her from the kitchen.

"Allie...?

Nathan glared at her, one eyebrow raised high. He brushed past her and inside, stopping dead in his tracks as he came face to face with Jack.

"What the...?"

Allison rushed in after him, surveying the scene before her. There was Jack in the kitchen, two glasses of poured wine in hand, candle's aglow, soft music playing in the background."

"Well, it seems I am interrupting something. Would someone mind telling me what in the hell is going on?"

Allison crossed in front of him, effectively blocking his path.

"Nathan this is not a good time to talk."

Allison picked up on his the vibe he was so arduously trying to control. He had mastered the art of concealing the emotions on his face, but there was no mistaking the look of rage in his eyes. Focusing his attention back on Allison, he pointed in Jack's direction.

"Him! You're on a date? With him?"

His shoulders squared, he marched on Jack.

"Nathan! I want you to leave...NOW!"

Allison's powerful and stern tone stopped him dead in his tracks.

Jack thought it best he add a piece of advice of his own. "I think you'd better listen to her Stark."

Allison surveyed as Nathan met Jack with a challenging stare and opened his mouth to speak. Wisely he thought better of it and closed it just as fast. Spinning quickly, he lightly bumped Allison's shoulder in the process and out. The force of the slam rattling the panes of glass encased in the doors frame.

Closing her eyes, she tilted her head skyward. This is not how she wanted Nathan to find out. And this was definitely not how she wanted their night to go. Truth be told, she was hoping that her dinner with Jack, led to breakfast in the morning. Allison took a deep breath and focused hard on putting Nathan out of her mind. Opening her eyes she was greeted with an empathetic smile, one that always managed to erase any negative feelings and thoughts she had. Maybe this evening could be salvaged after all.

That's when both their PDA's rang.

"Crap!"

And with that, she knew their night had come to a close.

Allison answered with and unenthusiastic hello, to be greeted by Larry. Coincidentally Jack received a call at the same time. Simultaneously hanging up, they seemed to be able to read each others mind and in unison they pondered...

"Raincheck?"

With that, their romantic evening effectively came to an unceremonious close.

Something told Allison this wasn't the best time to make their announcement after all.

Next – Chapter 2: Two Steps Forward, Two Steps Back

At the suggestion of a FanFiction reader (manufan2312 I'm talking to you) I am writing a story for Season 1.

What if Jack and Allison had begun their relationship earlier? How and what would have changed? Would it be for the better or worse? Lets find out, shall we.

Also, keep the suggestions coming. We have YEARS of Eureka stories to make up for what I feel was SyFy's biggest blunder ever. I'd like to know what you want to read about. Though I won't be able to get to everything right away, I will certainly do my best. For those of you who have previously offered story ideas, you are not forgotten.

Thank you. Your feedback is greatly appreciated.