Title: The Truth About Jaye - Chapter 1 (Rewrite)
Disclaimer: I do not own the GI Joe, Marvel, Image and Hasbro does (lucky
them). I have nothing so please do not sue.
Summary: A look into Lady Jaye's past.
Rating: PG to PG-13
Feedback: PLEASE! I am rewriting this so please let me know if I should continue Email: alison_hart_burnett@hotmail.com
Warnings: Light adult situations
Chapter One
THE BRIEFING ROOM "Here are your orders," General Hawk addressed the team of four GI Joes as he handed the team a series of briefings to read over. The team consisted of Flint, Lady Jaye, Duke and Scarlett, the most qualified for this mission.
"Where are we going?" Scarlett asked as looked over the papers Hawk just handed her.
"And how long are we going to be gone?" Duke asked.
"You are going to Boston, Massachusetts and you will be gone for as long as it takes," Hawk answered. Nobody really noticed the almost terrified look on Lady Jaye's face.
"What is our mission?" Flint asked as he reviewed the folder of papers he held in his hands.
"Okay soldiers open your orders and let's go over them. You're going on a recon mission. Intel says that Cobra is there and they are trying to buy weapons from an arms dealer. This dealer lives on a little island just off the coast of Boston called Martha's Vineyard," Hawk told them as he looked from one member of his team to the other, searching their faces for reactions. Lady Jaye gasped with a mixture of shock and horror and everyone in the room turned to look at her.
"Are you all right, Jaye?" Scarlett asked, with concern.
"I.I'm fine. Please go on, Hawk," Jaye said.
"All right. Here is the plan. Flint and Duke, I have you on surveillance. You will be following Destro and the Baroness. Try to stay out of sight and do not confront or use any force unless it is absolutely necessary. Scarlet and Lady Jaye, I have you on surveillance of the arms dealer. The same orders apply to you. Report back to me, and, if need be, wait for backup. I will be placing backup teams at different points in Boston and Martha's Vineyard. Any questions?" Hawk finished.
"I have one. Who is the dealer that Jaye and I will be tailing?" Scarlett asked, flipping through her folder.
"His name is Edward Nevens. His profile should be in with your orders. Anything else?" Hawk replied.
"Are you sure you want me on this mission Hawk?" Jaye queried, a worried glint in her eyes.
"What do you mean?" Hawk questioned, meeting her gaze. "Well, you know that I am from Martha's Vineyard," Jaye stated.
"Yes. That is one of the reasons you were chosen. So?" Hawk continued to watch her carefully.
"Well, I kind of know this guy," Jaye responded.
"How do you know him Jaye?" Flint turned to look at her, concern filling his expression as he realized something was really bothering his partner.
After a short silence Jaye finally responded, "Let's just say that he was one of my father's clients."
"All right, everyone dismissed. Except for you, Lady Jaye. I want to speak with you for a moment," Hawk said.
"Yes sir," Jaye responded dejectedly, remaining in her seat. They watched as the three other Joes left. After they were gone and the door was shut Hawk turned, "Alright, what is this all about?"
"I would rather not discuss this with you, sir," Jaye murmured, glancing at the desk.
"Well you need to give me a better reason than he was one of your father's clients if you want to get out of this mission," Hawk stated.
"I'm sorry, sir, but I am not at liberty to discuss this with you or anyone else. I'll get my stuff ready for the mission. Am I dismissed, sir?" Jaye continued refusing to meet her commanding officer's worried gaze.
"You're dismissed soldier," Hawk ordered, shaking his head as he turned away.
Jaye turned and left the room. Lost in thought, she made her way down the corridor, not lifting her head until she ran into Scarlett. "Oh, sorry Scarlett," Jaye apologized, color staining her cheeks.
"That's all right. Hey, what was with you in there? You looked like you saw a ghost," Scarlett asked with care.
"I really can't talk about it. Maybe someday I'll tell you but I just can't right now," Jaye answered.
"Okay. But remember that I'm here for you if you need me," Scarlett said, placing her hand gently on Jaye's shoulder.
"I know and thanks," Jaye gave Scarlett a small smile before moving away.
LATER THAT EVENING
Flint was in his quarters he had just finished packing. He sat down on his couch, thinking to himself, "Man, I wonder what was wrong with Jaye earlier; I've never seen her like that before. I hope she's all right." Flint walked into his kitchen to grab something to drink and was coming back into the living room area when there was a knock on his door. "It must be Jaye," he said to himself as he changed direction. He opened the door to see her standing in the hallway.
"Hey, beautiful," Flint said, with a grin. She came in and they both sat on his couch after she declined his offer of something to drink.
"Are you all ready?" Flint asked, resting his hand on her knee.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Jaye replied.
"What does that mean?" Flint queried, with a frown.
"I'm just not looking forward to this mission I guess," Jaye murmured, dejectedly.
"Why? Is it because it's your hometown or something else?" Flint asked.
"Both."
"Care to elaborate?"
"Flint, I really don't want to talk about it." She turned away from where he was gazing at her, and fixed her own sight upon a scratch in his wall. The last thing she wanted to do tonight was have this conversation a third time.
"All right, but."
"You're here if I need you. Thanks," she sighed softly, wishing this day would just end. They sat cuddled together on the couch for a while before Flint leaned down and kissed her. They started kissing more passionately, their breathing filling the air with sharp gasps, while their hands moved to compensate for what their bodies desired. Even still, as Flint started to undo Jaye's shirt, she froze, trying to push him away as his hands became more insistent.
"Flint, no, stop!" Jaye cried. Flint paused, his fingers motionless on her second button as he looked at her.
"Why?" he asked, his darkening at her look of fear.
"I'm just not ready, Flint," she turned away from him once more, wrapping her arms around her legs as she shivered quietly.
"You say that every time. Man Alison, we've been together for three years. When are you going to be ready?" Flint asked her, frustrated to a point near explosion.
"I don't know!" Jaye yelled at him with tears in her eyes.
"You don't know? Allison, I'm not going to leave you afterwards if that's what you are worried about!" Flint exclaimed, trying to reach out for her.
"It's not that," Jaye cried, pulling away once more.
"Then what? Why are you so scared? Alison, I love you, please just talk to me!" Flint pleaded, trying desperately to understand.
"Just leave me alone!" Jaye yelled, jumping to her feet and running out of his apartment, leaving a stunned Flint to stare in silence at the door she had slammed it in his face. Frustration overwhelming him, he picked up a book from the end table and hurled it at the closed door before collapsing on his couch and wondering how it all had gone wrong.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Summary: A look into Lady Jaye's past.
Rating: PG to PG-13
Feedback: PLEASE! I am rewriting this so please let me know if I should continue Email: alison_hart_burnett@hotmail.com
Warnings: Light adult situations
Chapter One
THE BRIEFING ROOM "Here are your orders," General Hawk addressed the team of four GI Joes as he handed the team a series of briefings to read over. The team consisted of Flint, Lady Jaye, Duke and Scarlett, the most qualified for this mission.
"Where are we going?" Scarlett asked as looked over the papers Hawk just handed her.
"And how long are we going to be gone?" Duke asked.
"You are going to Boston, Massachusetts and you will be gone for as long as it takes," Hawk answered. Nobody really noticed the almost terrified look on Lady Jaye's face.
"What is our mission?" Flint asked as he reviewed the folder of papers he held in his hands.
"Okay soldiers open your orders and let's go over them. You're going on a recon mission. Intel says that Cobra is there and they are trying to buy weapons from an arms dealer. This dealer lives on a little island just off the coast of Boston called Martha's Vineyard," Hawk told them as he looked from one member of his team to the other, searching their faces for reactions. Lady Jaye gasped with a mixture of shock and horror and everyone in the room turned to look at her.
"Are you all right, Jaye?" Scarlett asked, with concern.
"I.I'm fine. Please go on, Hawk," Jaye said.
"All right. Here is the plan. Flint and Duke, I have you on surveillance. You will be following Destro and the Baroness. Try to stay out of sight and do not confront or use any force unless it is absolutely necessary. Scarlet and Lady Jaye, I have you on surveillance of the arms dealer. The same orders apply to you. Report back to me, and, if need be, wait for backup. I will be placing backup teams at different points in Boston and Martha's Vineyard. Any questions?" Hawk finished.
"I have one. Who is the dealer that Jaye and I will be tailing?" Scarlett asked, flipping through her folder.
"His name is Edward Nevens. His profile should be in with your orders. Anything else?" Hawk replied.
"Are you sure you want me on this mission Hawk?" Jaye queried, a worried glint in her eyes.
"What do you mean?" Hawk questioned, meeting her gaze. "Well, you know that I am from Martha's Vineyard," Jaye stated.
"Yes. That is one of the reasons you were chosen. So?" Hawk continued to watch her carefully.
"Well, I kind of know this guy," Jaye responded.
"How do you know him Jaye?" Flint turned to look at her, concern filling his expression as he realized something was really bothering his partner.
After a short silence Jaye finally responded, "Let's just say that he was one of my father's clients."
"All right, everyone dismissed. Except for you, Lady Jaye. I want to speak with you for a moment," Hawk said.
"Yes sir," Jaye responded dejectedly, remaining in her seat. They watched as the three other Joes left. After they were gone and the door was shut Hawk turned, "Alright, what is this all about?"
"I would rather not discuss this with you, sir," Jaye murmured, glancing at the desk.
"Well you need to give me a better reason than he was one of your father's clients if you want to get out of this mission," Hawk stated.
"I'm sorry, sir, but I am not at liberty to discuss this with you or anyone else. I'll get my stuff ready for the mission. Am I dismissed, sir?" Jaye continued refusing to meet her commanding officer's worried gaze.
"You're dismissed soldier," Hawk ordered, shaking his head as he turned away.
Jaye turned and left the room. Lost in thought, she made her way down the corridor, not lifting her head until she ran into Scarlett. "Oh, sorry Scarlett," Jaye apologized, color staining her cheeks.
"That's all right. Hey, what was with you in there? You looked like you saw a ghost," Scarlett asked with care.
"I really can't talk about it. Maybe someday I'll tell you but I just can't right now," Jaye answered.
"Okay. But remember that I'm here for you if you need me," Scarlett said, placing her hand gently on Jaye's shoulder.
"I know and thanks," Jaye gave Scarlett a small smile before moving away.
LATER THAT EVENING
Flint was in his quarters he had just finished packing. He sat down on his couch, thinking to himself, "Man, I wonder what was wrong with Jaye earlier; I've never seen her like that before. I hope she's all right." Flint walked into his kitchen to grab something to drink and was coming back into the living room area when there was a knock on his door. "It must be Jaye," he said to himself as he changed direction. He opened the door to see her standing in the hallway.
"Hey, beautiful," Flint said, with a grin. She came in and they both sat on his couch after she declined his offer of something to drink.
"Are you all ready?" Flint asked, resting his hand on her knee.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Jaye replied.
"What does that mean?" Flint queried, with a frown.
"I'm just not looking forward to this mission I guess," Jaye murmured, dejectedly.
"Why? Is it because it's your hometown or something else?" Flint asked.
"Both."
"Care to elaborate?"
"Flint, I really don't want to talk about it." She turned away from where he was gazing at her, and fixed her own sight upon a scratch in his wall. The last thing she wanted to do tonight was have this conversation a third time.
"All right, but."
"You're here if I need you. Thanks," she sighed softly, wishing this day would just end. They sat cuddled together on the couch for a while before Flint leaned down and kissed her. They started kissing more passionately, their breathing filling the air with sharp gasps, while their hands moved to compensate for what their bodies desired. Even still, as Flint started to undo Jaye's shirt, she froze, trying to push him away as his hands became more insistent.
"Flint, no, stop!" Jaye cried. Flint paused, his fingers motionless on her second button as he looked at her.
"Why?" he asked, his darkening at her look of fear.
"I'm just not ready, Flint," she turned away from him once more, wrapping her arms around her legs as she shivered quietly.
"You say that every time. Man Alison, we've been together for three years. When are you going to be ready?" Flint asked her, frustrated to a point near explosion.
"I don't know!" Jaye yelled at him with tears in her eyes.
"You don't know? Allison, I'm not going to leave you afterwards if that's what you are worried about!" Flint exclaimed, trying to reach out for her.
"It's not that," Jaye cried, pulling away once more.
"Then what? Why are you so scared? Alison, I love you, please just talk to me!" Flint pleaded, trying desperately to understand.
"Just leave me alone!" Jaye yelled, jumping to her feet and running out of his apartment, leaving a stunned Flint to stare in silence at the door she had slammed it in his face. Frustration overwhelming him, he picked up a book from the end table and hurled it at the closed door before collapsing on his couch and wondering how it all had gone wrong.
TO BE CONTINUED.