Title: Don't Mess With Irina
Author: toria55
Rating: Hard P-13 Spoilers: This is just another accounting of what life may have been like for Jack and Laura.
Disclaimer: Alias and all it's characters are owned by JJ Abrams and ABC. This story is not intended to infringe on the copyrights of the original creators. It is written for entertainment purposes only and is not intended for profit in any way.
Author's note: This story was first done over at the SD-1 boards. It was first posted 3/5/2003. The idea for this story is taken from Irina's Bad Mood, which is found in this forum. This is just a detailed description of what is discussed in Chapter 2 of that story. Reading this story only has a small minor spoiler to the first story.
Also, in most of this story I refer to Irina as Irina. I'm taking the position that she was Laura only to Jack.
CHAPTER 1
The lights in the security area were dimmed at 10 P.M. What a day it had been. Irina had been depressed, lonely, angry, and now, content. She was also hopeful that maybe she still had a small connection to the family she left so very many years ago.
As she lay in her bed, savoring the scent of her flowers, she thought about Jack. There was no doubt that he was the one responsible for sending the flowers.
She couldn't picture him asking Kendall for authorization to do it. She figured he must have enlisted Sydney's assistance. She'll find out tomorrow when Sydney returns to discuss the Sloanes.
She also thought about how vicious she was to Jack, this afternoon. He certainly wasn't expecting what happened. That was one thing that hadn't changed about him; he never knew when she was going to verbally attack. If he did know, then he'd know that it was always after she had a meeting with her handler. How vicious she attacked him depended on what happened with her handler.
The day she caught him changing the neighbor's tire was a day that she had a bad time with her handler. For the last six months she had been working with Karl Yegor. She despised him. He was fat and sloppy. His breathe smelled to the point of almost making her ill. He'd been touching her during the last few visits and implying that he wanted more. She was always able to avoid doing more, until that day in April.
She never took Sydney with her when she meet with her handler, but today she had no choice. Jack was called into the office and would not be back before she had to leave. Their regular sitter had taken ill.
Sydney had been fussy all day. She had talked to her all the way to the meeting to try and convince her to behave. How can you be sure a three year old would understand?
When she entered the hotel room, Yegor had been drinking. He smelled of vodka. "Why did you bring that brat with you?" he snarled.
"I couldn't find anyone to watch her," Irina tried to explain.
"You should have left her at home," he yelled at her.
"What, and have her father return and find her all alone?"
He knew that leaving the child home alone was not an option. He told Irina to sit down. "Give me the information you got from him."
He was referring to information she obtained from Jack regarding the progress he was making on Project Christmas. Yegor was elated when she also gave him information on Jack's latest overseas mission.
After Irina gave him the information he needed, Yegor gave Irina her next assignment. She had three weeks to complete it. She cringed when she saw that it involved eliminating a CIA officer. She told herself that she was doing this for her country. To keep the Soviet Union the strongest nation on earth and to keep the imperialistic Americans from invading their lands. This is what she was trained for. This is what she was going to do.
By the time Yegor had finished giving Irina her assignment, Sydney had fallen asleep. "Put her on the bed," Yegor ordered. Irina hated the thought of laying her child on the same bed that he had laid on.
All during their meeting he had been drinking. Once she laid Sydney down Yegor order her to take off her clothes.
This is the moment she was dreading. "Not in front of my child," she told him.
"Then come with me," he said as he grabbed her arm and dragged her into the bathroom.
"Your drunk," she said, trying to get out of what she knew was the inevitable.
He grabbed Irina's face. He pushed her into the bathroom door and told her, "You do as I say bitch, or I will report your insubordination to your superiors." He then pushed her head back causing it to slam into the door.
She knew what it meant to be reported to her superiors. It meant an end to this assignment. She was not ready for the assignment to end, so she did as she was told and removed her clothing.
She was thankful that Yegor did not remove his. She knew men like him. All they wanted to do was take from their women. He could do that with his clothes on. She also knew that he'd take what he wanted and he would be done with her in less than 10 minutes.
After admiring Irina's nudity, Yegor used his tongue to invade the inside of her mouth. It was all she could do to not gag, as she tasted his breath. While he was kissing her, he was also using his hands to crush her breasts. He was squeezing so hard that she knew he would leave bruises.
"Oh, god," she thought to herself, "just get it over with." She'd been in this situation before. There was no point in fighting. Just let him take what he wanted so that it would be over with quickly.
After he was done assaulting her mouth and breasts, he stepped back and unzipped his pants. Then he removed his rod and pushing her against the door he drove himself into her. "You like it don't you bitch," he kept saying to her. "I bet that American husband of yours doesn't know how to treat women, does he? I bet he asks before taking a piece of you, doesn't he?"
All the while he was talking he was viciously pounding into her. Irina was right, it didn't take him long to reach his climax. When he was done he rested his sweaty face in her neck. "You remember who you work for," he said as he wrapped his hand around her throat.
He then stepped back and while zipping up his pants up, he ordered to get dressed and to get out. He also told her not to bring the child to their next meeting.
Irina didn't say another word. She dressed quickly. While dressing, she told herself that one day she would be the one in charge and the first thing she would do would be to take revenge on all the men that had assault her.
After dressing she went and picked up Sydney who was still asleep. Unfortunately she woke up while being strapped into her car seat. She cried all the way home. All Irina wanted to do was to get home, give Sydney some dinner, put her to bed, and then take a scolding hot shower.
As she pulled onto her street she saw Bonnie Sullivan. Who could miss that red hair? She also saw Jack. "What the hell are they doing?" she wondered.
As she got closer to the house she saw that he was changing a flat tire on her car. She also saw how close Bonnie was to him. "I'm going to kill her," she said to herself. She squealed the car tires as she pulled into the driveway.
Sydney was still screaming. She was probably hungry. Irina grabbed her screaming child and stood with her in the driveway. She didn't care that the neighbors on either side of her had looked out their windows to see what all the noise was about. She stood in the driveway with Sydney screaming, until Jack was finished changing the car tire.
When he was done Bonnie offered him her hand. Jack looked across the street at his wife. He gave Bonnie one quick shake of her hand and said he had to go. He walked across the street and as he was preparing to ask his wife what was wrong, she handed him their crying baby and she went into the house. On the way in she informed him that Sydney was hungry and he should feed her.
Irina went straight to the master bedroom so that she could shower. She had now transferred all her anger and hatred of Karl Yegor to her husband and neighbor. She stayed in the shower until all the hot water was used up. She spent another ten minutes standing under the ice-cold water.
She turned the water off when she heard Jack knocking on the bathroom door. "Laura, are you ok? Can I get you anything?"
tbc....
Author: toria55
Rating: Hard P-13 Spoilers: This is just another accounting of what life may have been like for Jack and Laura.
Disclaimer: Alias and all it's characters are owned by JJ Abrams and ABC. This story is not intended to infringe on the copyrights of the original creators. It is written for entertainment purposes only and is not intended for profit in any way.
Author's note: This story was first done over at the SD-1 boards. It was first posted 3/5/2003. The idea for this story is taken from Irina's Bad Mood, which is found in this forum. This is just a detailed description of what is discussed in Chapter 2 of that story. Reading this story only has a small minor spoiler to the first story.
Also, in most of this story I refer to Irina as Irina. I'm taking the position that she was Laura only to Jack.
CHAPTER 1
The lights in the security area were dimmed at 10 P.M. What a day it had been. Irina had been depressed, lonely, angry, and now, content. She was also hopeful that maybe she still had a small connection to the family she left so very many years ago.
As she lay in her bed, savoring the scent of her flowers, she thought about Jack. There was no doubt that he was the one responsible for sending the flowers.
She couldn't picture him asking Kendall for authorization to do it. She figured he must have enlisted Sydney's assistance. She'll find out tomorrow when Sydney returns to discuss the Sloanes.
She also thought about how vicious she was to Jack, this afternoon. He certainly wasn't expecting what happened. That was one thing that hadn't changed about him; he never knew when she was going to verbally attack. If he did know, then he'd know that it was always after she had a meeting with her handler. How vicious she attacked him depended on what happened with her handler.
The day she caught him changing the neighbor's tire was a day that she had a bad time with her handler. For the last six months she had been working with Karl Yegor. She despised him. He was fat and sloppy. His breathe smelled to the point of almost making her ill. He'd been touching her during the last few visits and implying that he wanted more. She was always able to avoid doing more, until that day in April.
She never took Sydney with her when she meet with her handler, but today she had no choice. Jack was called into the office and would not be back before she had to leave. Their regular sitter had taken ill.
Sydney had been fussy all day. She had talked to her all the way to the meeting to try and convince her to behave. How can you be sure a three year old would understand?
When she entered the hotel room, Yegor had been drinking. He smelled of vodka. "Why did you bring that brat with you?" he snarled.
"I couldn't find anyone to watch her," Irina tried to explain.
"You should have left her at home," he yelled at her.
"What, and have her father return and find her all alone?"
He knew that leaving the child home alone was not an option. He told Irina to sit down. "Give me the information you got from him."
He was referring to information she obtained from Jack regarding the progress he was making on Project Christmas. Yegor was elated when she also gave him information on Jack's latest overseas mission.
After Irina gave him the information he needed, Yegor gave Irina her next assignment. She had three weeks to complete it. She cringed when she saw that it involved eliminating a CIA officer. She told herself that she was doing this for her country. To keep the Soviet Union the strongest nation on earth and to keep the imperialistic Americans from invading their lands. This is what she was trained for. This is what she was going to do.
By the time Yegor had finished giving Irina her assignment, Sydney had fallen asleep. "Put her on the bed," Yegor ordered. Irina hated the thought of laying her child on the same bed that he had laid on.
All during their meeting he had been drinking. Once she laid Sydney down Yegor order her to take off her clothes.
This is the moment she was dreading. "Not in front of my child," she told him.
"Then come with me," he said as he grabbed her arm and dragged her into the bathroom.
"Your drunk," she said, trying to get out of what she knew was the inevitable.
He grabbed Irina's face. He pushed her into the bathroom door and told her, "You do as I say bitch, or I will report your insubordination to your superiors." He then pushed her head back causing it to slam into the door.
She knew what it meant to be reported to her superiors. It meant an end to this assignment. She was not ready for the assignment to end, so she did as she was told and removed her clothing.
She was thankful that Yegor did not remove his. She knew men like him. All they wanted to do was take from their women. He could do that with his clothes on. She also knew that he'd take what he wanted and he would be done with her in less than 10 minutes.
After admiring Irina's nudity, Yegor used his tongue to invade the inside of her mouth. It was all she could do to not gag, as she tasted his breath. While he was kissing her, he was also using his hands to crush her breasts. He was squeezing so hard that she knew he would leave bruises.
"Oh, god," she thought to herself, "just get it over with." She'd been in this situation before. There was no point in fighting. Just let him take what he wanted so that it would be over with quickly.
After he was done assaulting her mouth and breasts, he stepped back and unzipped his pants. Then he removed his rod and pushing her against the door he drove himself into her. "You like it don't you bitch," he kept saying to her. "I bet that American husband of yours doesn't know how to treat women, does he? I bet he asks before taking a piece of you, doesn't he?"
All the while he was talking he was viciously pounding into her. Irina was right, it didn't take him long to reach his climax. When he was done he rested his sweaty face in her neck. "You remember who you work for," he said as he wrapped his hand around her throat.
He then stepped back and while zipping up his pants up, he ordered to get dressed and to get out. He also told her not to bring the child to their next meeting.
Irina didn't say another word. She dressed quickly. While dressing, she told herself that one day she would be the one in charge and the first thing she would do would be to take revenge on all the men that had assault her.
After dressing she went and picked up Sydney who was still asleep. Unfortunately she woke up while being strapped into her car seat. She cried all the way home. All Irina wanted to do was to get home, give Sydney some dinner, put her to bed, and then take a scolding hot shower.
As she pulled onto her street she saw Bonnie Sullivan. Who could miss that red hair? She also saw Jack. "What the hell are they doing?" she wondered.
As she got closer to the house she saw that he was changing a flat tire on her car. She also saw how close Bonnie was to him. "I'm going to kill her," she said to herself. She squealed the car tires as she pulled into the driveway.
Sydney was still screaming. She was probably hungry. Irina grabbed her screaming child and stood with her in the driveway. She didn't care that the neighbors on either side of her had looked out their windows to see what all the noise was about. She stood in the driveway with Sydney screaming, until Jack was finished changing the car tire.
When he was done Bonnie offered him her hand. Jack looked across the street at his wife. He gave Bonnie one quick shake of her hand and said he had to go. He walked across the street and as he was preparing to ask his wife what was wrong, she handed him their crying baby and she went into the house. On the way in she informed him that Sydney was hungry and he should feed her.
Irina went straight to the master bedroom so that she could shower. She had now transferred all her anger and hatred of Karl Yegor to her husband and neighbor. She stayed in the shower until all the hot water was used up. She spent another ten minutes standing under the ice-cold water.
She turned the water off when she heard Jack knocking on the bathroom door. "Laura, are you ok? Can I get you anything?"
tbc....