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Thanks guys for all the reviews, Umm and yes this is a Jack/Irina piece, well it started out that way, But Syd kinda moved in as well... so it became a Spyfam piece!
Hmm... and as for the Syd and Sark question... well I might see what I can do... but I won't make any promises!
Thanks guys, here is part III
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Sydney jolted awake, breathing hard. Another nightmare. She knew it would take a few weeks for them to subside. The pain of her electro-shock session was still all too real, and she shivered slightly as she closed her eyes. Sydney lay in the quiet for several moments, willing herself back to sleep. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice. But it couldn't be the last she had known, It was only her and Jack in the warehouse. Sydney strained to listen, but then she heard it again. Her Father was talking to someone. He was talking to her mother.
Sydney got out of the bed and walk out of the room, she lent against the doorframe while her eyes adjusted to the light, the voices were louder now and she could make out the words, they were talking about her.
Sydney squinted her eyes and she could make out her mother pacing the room, her arms folded over her chest and her face a mask of, what could only be worry. Her Father was seated, just watching Irina pace, she couldn't read his expression.
"I don't like this Jack," Irina spoke while continuing to pace the room. "We should just eliminate Lindsey and be done with it; she'll be a lot safer with him gone."
Sydney waited for her Fathers reaction, as much as she wanted to say her Mother was wrong, she couldn't. Lindsey was an ass. After what she had just been through because of him, she would rather see him dead.
"Irina think rationally about this..."
"I am thinking rationally Jack," Irina cut him off.
"You know we can't do that Irina, he is too high in the NSC. Don't you think I've considered this." Jack rubbed his tired eyes, exasperated.
Sydney also knew that what her Father said was true. To have Lindsey killed would just stir up a hornets nest, she was sure her Mother would love to do it. But there would be too many complications from this.
Suddenly Irina stopped pacing and turned to face Jack. Her eyes soft.
"I'm sorry Jack; we're both tired we should continue this in the morning."
Jack then stood up and moved towards Irina. Once he was standing in front of her, he reached out and took her hand in his, his thumb rubbing the top of her knuckles gently. Then slowly laced their fingers together
"I know you just want what's best for Sydney Irina, we both do." He spoke so softly, that Sydney had to strain to hear.
"I just don't want her, to live a life like I did. Always on the run, I don't want that for her." Irina replied her eyes transfixed on their hands.
Sydney watched her parents, fascinated. She wondered what had happened between them in her missing two years, for them to be this open with each other. It was as if they were still happily married.
Jack moved closer to Irina and brought his other hand up to her chin, then he lifted her head till she was looking at him.
"She won't have to Irina, we'll help her through this."
Irina searched his eyes, looking for some sign of doubt, but she couldn't find any. Slowly she closed the rest of the gap between them, and pressed her lips to his, for a tender kiss. Jack returned the kiss capturing her bottom lip and sucking on it gently. His hand moved from her chin to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her chestnut tendrils.
Sydney's eyes went wide. Her Father, a CIA Agent, was standing in the middle of a warehouse kissing, Her Mother, a wanted Terrorist. So much had changed. As a child all she wished for was to see her parents together again and now seeing them here, now, it was just too surreal, given their past history.
"I think you loved Mom so much, that when she left you, you lost your soul"
That was the thing about broken hearts, Sydney mused, they heal.
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TBC
Thanks guys for all the reviews, Umm and yes this is a Jack/Irina piece, well it started out that way, But Syd kinda moved in as well... so it became a Spyfam piece!
Hmm... and as for the Syd and Sark question... well I might see what I can do... but I won't make any promises!
Thanks guys, here is part III
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Sydney jolted awake, breathing hard. Another nightmare. She knew it would take a few weeks for them to subside. The pain of her electro-shock session was still all too real, and she shivered slightly as she closed her eyes. Sydney lay in the quiet for several moments, willing herself back to sleep. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice. But it couldn't be the last she had known, It was only her and Jack in the warehouse. Sydney strained to listen, but then she heard it again. Her Father was talking to someone. He was talking to her mother.
Sydney got out of the bed and walk out of the room, she lent against the doorframe while her eyes adjusted to the light, the voices were louder now and she could make out the words, they were talking about her.
Sydney squinted her eyes and she could make out her mother pacing the room, her arms folded over her chest and her face a mask of, what could only be worry. Her Father was seated, just watching Irina pace, she couldn't read his expression.
"I don't like this Jack," Irina spoke while continuing to pace the room. "We should just eliminate Lindsey and be done with it; she'll be a lot safer with him gone."
Sydney waited for her Fathers reaction, as much as she wanted to say her Mother was wrong, she couldn't. Lindsey was an ass. After what she had just been through because of him, she would rather see him dead.
"Irina think rationally about this..."
"I am thinking rationally Jack," Irina cut him off.
"You know we can't do that Irina, he is too high in the NSC. Don't you think I've considered this." Jack rubbed his tired eyes, exasperated.
Sydney also knew that what her Father said was true. To have Lindsey killed would just stir up a hornets nest, she was sure her Mother would love to do it. But there would be too many complications from this.
Suddenly Irina stopped pacing and turned to face Jack. Her eyes soft.
"I'm sorry Jack; we're both tired we should continue this in the morning."
Jack then stood up and moved towards Irina. Once he was standing in front of her, he reached out and took her hand in his, his thumb rubbing the top of her knuckles gently. Then slowly laced their fingers together
"I know you just want what's best for Sydney Irina, we both do." He spoke so softly, that Sydney had to strain to hear.
"I just don't want her, to live a life like I did. Always on the run, I don't want that for her." Irina replied her eyes transfixed on their hands.
Sydney watched her parents, fascinated. She wondered what had happened between them in her missing two years, for them to be this open with each other. It was as if they were still happily married.
Jack moved closer to Irina and brought his other hand up to her chin, then he lifted her head till she was looking at him.
"She won't have to Irina, we'll help her through this."
Irina searched his eyes, looking for some sign of doubt, but she couldn't find any. Slowly she closed the rest of the gap between them, and pressed her lips to his, for a tender kiss. Jack returned the kiss capturing her bottom lip and sucking on it gently. His hand moved from her chin to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her chestnut tendrils.
Sydney's eyes went wide. Her Father, a CIA Agent, was standing in the middle of a warehouse kissing, Her Mother, a wanted Terrorist. So much had changed. As a child all she wished for was to see her parents together again and now seeing them here, now, it was just too surreal, given their past history.
"I think you loved Mom so much, that when she left you, you lost your soul"
That was the thing about broken hearts, Sydney mused, they heal.
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TBC