A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, just setting up for the next chapter: the debriefing, which should be up sometime tomorrow, but for now, here's chapter 5. Enjoy!

Chapter 5

Around 7:30 the next morning, Audrey woke up, with her head lying on Jack's chest. She smiled up at him and began to trail patterns on his chest with her fingertips. Feeling her touch against his bare skin, Jack began to stir. He looked down to see her staring up at him with a smile on her face. He smiled back and leaned down to give her a kiss.

"Morning," she breathed, after pulling back from the kiss.

"Morning, sweetheart," he replied.

"What time's your debriefing this morning?" she asked.

"It's at 9," he replied, looking down from her gaze. She could here the sadness in his voice at the mention of the meeting.

"Hey," she said, tilting his chin back up to meet his eyes, "remember what you saidlast nightabout savoring every moment? Now I'm saying it to you."

His reply was a simple nod of acknowledgement and a smile. She reached up and touched his face, trying to reassure him that everything would be alright.

"Listen, why don't you go get a shower and get ready, and I'll order something from room service for breakfast, ok?" she suggested.

"Ok," he replied simply.

Jack climbed out of bed a retrieved his boxers off the floor, throwing them on, and headed into the bathroom. Once Jack had gone into the bathroom, Audrey threw on her robe and went out into the living room to order breakfast for the two of them.

Ten minutes later, Jack stepped out of the shower,wrapped a large white bath towel around his waist and headed back into the master bedroom. He found his suitcase that CTU had shipped over from Diane Huxley's house, and opened it, pulling out a pair of black pants and a blue dress shirt. He put them on, fixed his tie, and emergedfrom the bedroomto see Audrey closing the door and holding a tray of food.

"Wow," she said, taking in his appearance, "don't your look dashing."

"Dashing?" he said, with a smirk.

"Yes, dashing, or would you prefer, incredibly sexy," she retorted playfully.

"Both work for me. So what did you get for breakfast?" he asked, accepting the cup of coffee she offered.

"Well, I got scrambled eggs and bacon for you, and pancakes and sausage for me," she answered, pointing out each on the tray of food.

"Perfect choice," he said, as he took a seat across from her and began to eat.

When they both finished their meals, it was 8:20, which meant Jack had to leave in ten minutes. Audrey silently got up and went out onto the porch while Jack went to grab the jacket to his suit and put his shoes on. She stood there, just gazing out over the Los Angeles skyline, when Jack came out and took her in his arms. They walked back inside, holding each other, and went to the door. Jack turned to face her and looked her in the eyes, not wanting to leave.

"It's getting late you should go, Jack," said Audrey, thinking that if he just left it wouldn't be as hard as saying goodbye, in case he didn't come back.

"This isn't goodbye, Audrey," he said softly, caressing her cheek. "Whatever decision is made, I will always love you and always be with you."

"I know, Jack, just promise me you'll do everything you can to come back," she said, tears beginning to well up in her eyes.

"I promise, sweetheart," he replied gently, as he leaned down and covered her mouth with his. They continued to kiss, holding on to each other, afraid to let go. Eventually, Jack pulled back and stared into her eyes.

"I have to go," he said reluctantly.

"I know, I love you so much, Jack," she replied.

"I love you too, Audrey, with all my heart," he said, leaning down to kiss her on the cheek. He held her hand for a moment longer before he let go and backed out the door, pulling it closed behind him. Audrey slowly walked back into the bedroom and laid down, trying to put thoughts of what would happen if Jack didn't come back, out of her mind. She continued to sob quietly, before falling asleep and having sweet dreams of Jack.