Sydney
Sydney dumped her father unceremoniously in the cargo compartment. He'd have to wait until they got moving. She quickly moved forward into the cab to see her mother securing the hatch.
Sydney plugged the coordinates for the extraction point into the GOFER, and fired up the engine. They began tunneling out. She paused the GOFER after about 2 minutes and detonated another explosion.
She turned to her mother and grinned, "That should slow them down. They won't be able to figure out where we're coming up now." She noticed her mother still looked slightly distracted. Must have been a rough few hours.
"It'll take us about 2 hours to get back," she shouted, over the noise. "Why don't you relax here and I'll go back and check on Dad. You'll both need to get changed into your mission clothes."
"That's okay," said her mother, "your father and I have a lot to talk about. I'll go take care of him."
Sydney was surprised. She thought that 2 hours together would have been more than enough for her parents, but she shrugged and turned back to the readout.
Jack
Jack lay on the cargo area cot, deep in thought. His mind spun. He could feel his mind clearing as the serum started to wear off, but it was still too much to process all at one time. He smiled to himself. He could always play the tape again. The door opened from the cab and Irina came through, keys in her hand.
Jack gazed at her surreptitiously through his eyelashes. With everything they had been through she was still incredibly desirable. She sat down next to him on the bunk and fumbled with her handcuffs.
She took them off with relief and massaged her wrists, saying casually, "It's 2 hours to the extraction point. Nothing really to do between now and then."
"Really?" said Jack, catching on quickly. He looked pointedly at the door to the cab. Irina stepped over and threw the latch. "My clothes are still wet," he said, suspiciously meekly.
"Hmm, need to do something about that." Irina stepped over to the bunk and started to slowly unbutton Jack's shirt, caressing him as she went. She pulled his shirt out of his pants and ran her hands along his chest, curling her fingers through his chest hair. Some, she noticed, was going gray. She gently ran her fingers over scars she did not recognize.
"Irina, would you mind unlocking these handcuffs?" said Jack hoarsely.
"In a minute, Jack. First things first." She reached for his belt.
"Irina!" Jack said warningly.
She smiled at him and reached for the keys. "Do you promise to be good?" she asked with a twinkle.
"I promise," he drawled slowly, "to be very, *very* good."
Sydney
Sydney reached over and turned the intercom from Auto to Off. Really, she had not needed to hear that. "Things to talk about" indeed. Weren't they a little old for that? She smirked.
Sydney dumped her father unceremoniously in the cargo compartment. He'd have to wait until they got moving. She quickly moved forward into the cab to see her mother securing the hatch.
Sydney plugged the coordinates for the extraction point into the GOFER, and fired up the engine. They began tunneling out. She paused the GOFER after about 2 minutes and detonated another explosion.
She turned to her mother and grinned, "That should slow them down. They won't be able to figure out where we're coming up now." She noticed her mother still looked slightly distracted. Must have been a rough few hours.
"It'll take us about 2 hours to get back," she shouted, over the noise. "Why don't you relax here and I'll go back and check on Dad. You'll both need to get changed into your mission clothes."
"That's okay," said her mother, "your father and I have a lot to talk about. I'll go take care of him."
Sydney was surprised. She thought that 2 hours together would have been more than enough for her parents, but she shrugged and turned back to the readout.
Jack
Jack lay on the cargo area cot, deep in thought. His mind spun. He could feel his mind clearing as the serum started to wear off, but it was still too much to process all at one time. He smiled to himself. He could always play the tape again. The door opened from the cab and Irina came through, keys in her hand.
Jack gazed at her surreptitiously through his eyelashes. With everything they had been through she was still incredibly desirable. She sat down next to him on the bunk and fumbled with her handcuffs.
She took them off with relief and massaged her wrists, saying casually, "It's 2 hours to the extraction point. Nothing really to do between now and then."
"Really?" said Jack, catching on quickly. He looked pointedly at the door to the cab. Irina stepped over and threw the latch. "My clothes are still wet," he said, suspiciously meekly.
"Hmm, need to do something about that." Irina stepped over to the bunk and started to slowly unbutton Jack's shirt, caressing him as she went. She pulled his shirt out of his pants and ran her hands along his chest, curling her fingers through his chest hair. Some, she noticed, was going gray. She gently ran her fingers over scars she did not recognize.
"Irina, would you mind unlocking these handcuffs?" said Jack hoarsely.
"In a minute, Jack. First things first." She reached for his belt.
"Irina!" Jack said warningly.
She smiled at him and reached for the keys. "Do you promise to be good?" she asked with a twinkle.
"I promise," he drawled slowly, "to be very, *very* good."
Sydney
Sydney reached over and turned the intercom from Auto to Off. Really, she had not needed to hear that. "Things to talk about" indeed. Weren't they a little old for that? She smirked.