Title: Goodbye

Author: SunReyes

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Jack's been asked to do the unthinkable. J/S & D/M

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, the network, the show, etc. I just write, plain and simple. Thanks to DM for beta-ing and for everyone's support

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Jack's POV:

I glance down at my watch, letting out a sigh as I unlock the door to my apartment. The girls should be in bed by now and I have no clue what Maria is up to.

I step inside and see her harsh gaze on me.

"Maria." My eyes meet hers as she crosses her arms defensively, standing in the entranceway to our bedroom.

"I saw you again, with her."

"We had a case we were working on. I told you that over the phone." I hang up my jacket and untie my shoes, leaving them by the closet.

"You never mentioned she'd be there with you." Her words are accusatory and I can't say it surprises me.

"Maria, what do you want me to say?"

"I want you to stop lying to me. Are you still sleeping with her?"

"No." My eyes are honest as Maria stares me down. Her expression is stoic.

"Then why her? Why not have Martin or Danny stay late with you?"

"Maria, I swear to you it was completely professional. Nothing happened."

"It didn't look like nothing to me. I saw the two of you on the news earlier on television." She shakes her head in dismay and heads into the bedroom.

I follow after her, making my way inside our bedroom. She sits on the edge and I close the door, not wanting the girls to overhear us.

"Don't lie to me, Jack. You were with her again, weren't you?"

"I have never lied to you." I eye her intently. She huffs out a loud annoyed breath. "When you asked, I gave you the truth," I remind her.

"Was it just her?" She stares me down.

"Yes," I nod my head, feeling my eyes grow heavy with guilt. I approach the bed, taking a seat beside her.

"How can I ever really trust you again?" she questions.

"Tell me what I can do. How can I fix this between us?"

She shakes her head. "You think it's so easy?"

I feel myself crumbling with guilt. "Maria, I never meant for any of this to happen."

"I know," she nods her head and stares at the door. "I'm not sure I can really ever trust you again, but knowing you're working late with her--"

"Maria."

"I want her off your team, Jack. I need to know it won't happen again. Do you have any idea what it feels like hearing your voice tell me you're staying late and wondering if it's to be with that office whore of yours."

I close my eyes, fighting the temptation to lash out at her. She has a right to be angry with me.

"Maria, I can't do that."

"You better, if you want this marriage to work." She stands up, heads into the bathroom and slams the door. I groan, grabbing a pillow as I head for the sofa—a safe place to sleep for the night.