Chapter 2

Jack had infiltrated the Giovanni family on Division's orders. They were a gangster family who toyed with terrorism. They would buy weapons of any kind; biochemical, nuclear, ect and resell them for a higher price. They would find scientists all over the world and employ them to create weapons of mass destruction to be sold to any terrorist group in the world. They did not care who, how many and where the victims were murdered.

Jack infiltrated this group in a matter of months. His skills were needed and treasured. He was climbing up in the family's hierarchy and in a matter of months; he was in a position of power. He had his own men and his job was to protect the family and their interests. He was hired to take out enemies and was also asked to act as the Boss's, Joe Giovanni, only surviving child's bodyguard. Women were not really treasured in this type of business. They were often kept out of the business, even children of the boss but this girl was different. She was the Boss's baby girl. Her three older brothers were all murdered the previous year during a turf war. This had hit the Boss hard. His wife had died, he was an old man, he adored his boys and now, all he had worked for was gone. He only had one daughter left; beautiful Isabelle. He was too old to have more sons. He did not have time to raise more boys and did not want to have another man raise them. So he concentrated on his daughter. She would have boys of her own who then take over the family business. But before that was possible, he had to train her. So he put her in his best man's hands. He would have to train her physically and mentally for her job. When that was done, he would train her in the business side. He would make her ruthless.

Jack was a godsend. He became the Boss's best man. The Boss felt no qualms of placing his baby girl's life and education in his hands. He would train her well. He would train her to lead the next generation and to be able to deal with the good and bad sides of this business. When Jack first met her, he thought she was a spoiled brat. Her only talent was shopping: the girl sure knew how to spend her daddy's money and he had to train her to be more.

When he first met her, he didn't think much of her. He had so much work in front of him. He had to fix her body which meant lots of physical activity to make her strong. She didn't like him either. She would not obey him, never follow his orders and complain to her father about everything. But he refused to listen and she got the message: Jack was her boss until she was fit to lead. He had to power to punish her if he felt she deserved it. He had the power to tell her what to do, to the smallest detail and she would be punished if she did not obey. His mentality was that she had to deserve her position; she had to earn her spot on the top before she was respected. Of course, she never had to bunk with the other men and the other men had to show her respect. She was the one who made decisions and was taught this by Jack. After a month of training, she stopped hating Jack and started appreciating his teachings. They would spend the evenings together discussing tactics and such. Eventually, a close friendship developed between the two. After two months, she was nearly ready.

They had spent the night out partying with the men, who were all drunk beyond belief. Jack had only had one or two drinks and Isabelle had not touched alcohol at all. She was not allowed. This was a rule, she had to always be in control. They were talking quietly together, laughing quietly at odd jokes, making fun of the drunks their soldiers had turned into. Jack couldn't remember exactly what they were talking about when she leaned into him and kissed him on the mouth. She had pulled away suddenly, embarrassed and had asked him if he liked her. He had looked into her eyes for a few seconds before answering yes. He was not lying. He had come to respect and love this woman. All traces of a spoiled brat were gone. She had smiled at him and had kissed him again. This time their kiss was more passionate and deeper. She noticed some people were watching so she suggested they leave to get some privacy. He agreed and she led him to a private room. They sat together on the bad and started kissing deeply. Their kisses were frantic. She sat on top of him facing him. He ran his hands down her neck, to her shoulders and down her shirt. She pulled away from him to take it off. He unhooked her bra and placed her on the bed under his body. He kept kissing her and slowly kissed her down her neck, towards her breasts. He cupped her left breast in his hand and started playing with her nipple. He started sucking on her nipple like his life depended on it. She moaned softly every time he pulled away. He couldn't help groaning as he moved on to the next nipple. He was on top of her, his hard body pressing against her soft one. He had one hand on her hip and the other touching her genitals. He could feel his erection pressing against her body. Her hands were running up his chest, she loved the feel of his chest. It was chiselled and muscled. She slowly ran her hands down his chest towards his erection. She started unbuckling his pants. He stopped sucking on her nipples to help her take them off. He then turned his mind towards her pants. He slowly pulled them off of her. When they were both naked, He lifted her legs on both sides and approached her. She was looking at his erection. She moaned. "Please." And he slowly entered her. He watched her face the whole time. Her eyes were wide open and she moaned when he entered her. He smiled and started making love to her. When they had both orgasmed, he pulled out. The sex was slow and passionate, so they could feel every thrust. He came into her after half an hour of lovemaking and they both moaned loudly. He lied down next to her, exhausted. It had felt good. He held her in his arms all night long.

The next month had passed without a problem. Jack and Isabelle were an item but they decided to keep this from the men and her father for the time being. One month later, when she had finally finished training, he returned her to her father. The Boss was pleased. There was a big feast to celebrate. They told her father of their relationship that same evening. He was pleased. Jack was a strong man, he would be able to provide enough help to make a great leader out of her. He was happy. She needed to get pregnant soon if he were to watch a grandson grow. Isabelle went to get some drinks for her father and lover and Joe informed Jack that he would need to father a child soon. He explained his lack of sons and told him it was necessary for his daughter to have a child to insure their line before he was too old. He told Jack that he would only truly accept him in his organisation when the man conceived a child with his daughter. This would prove Jack's loyalty. Jack smiled and agreed but was in a tight spot. He loved this girl and having a child with her would help his work for CTU but he did not want one of his children to even possibly grow up near terrorists. He could not get her pregnant. Anyways, he nearly had all the information needed to bring them down. Before Joe left him, he whispered in Jack's ear: "From now on, you will stop using condoms. If I find out that you have been using them, I will kill you." He smiled maliciously, tapped him on the shoulder and left to attend other guests.

It didn't take long for Isabelle to get pregnant; 1 month to be exact. When she was in her fourth month of her pregnancy, CTU stepped in and arrested everyone. Only thing was that Joe Giovanni got away, with a couple of his associates. CTU had grabbed Isabelle and was now protecting her. She had not put up a fight. She was not arrested or being charged with anything, they were protecting her and her child from the Boss. Everything was going well, Jack was planning on marrying the girl. She was now 8 months pregnant.

That evening, the Giovanni's had grabbed Jack on his way home from work, which was now a safe house. He had been driving his black government SUV, when they had swarmed it and captured him.