They arrived outside Sydney's building, and entered. There were a lot of people there. Carrie and Marshall bickering in the corner, Weiss and Sydney chatting with various people surrounding them. Sydney spotted her father and waved. She approached the couple and smiled. "So did you have a lot to talk about in the car?" she asked hoping they would hit it off. "Yes we chatted about all sorts. It turns out your father is quite an interesting man." "You're a very interesting woman." Jack added much to his daughter's glee. "Well grab a drink and a corner. But stay away from Carrie and Marshall, it's not good." They all turned to see the couple still arguing. "He thinks she knows the sex of the baby but just wont tell him." "Does she?" Constance asked "We don't know. I think she just likes baiting him." Eric joined their group. Dixon entered the room and Sydney followed by Weiss went to greet the director.

Later on into the night everything was going well and a few people were dancing. The night was going quite well for Sydney. Her father and Constance looked like they were having a good time and various people had approached her saying what a good time they were having. Even Carrie and Marshall had stopped fighting and had joined a group to chat with. Vaughn hadn't turned up even though she had invited him. She didn't really expect him to. She knew what betrayal like that did to a man. She had watched her father drink himself away many nights thinking about her mother. At least they didn't have kids. Then again she had turned out ok so they couldn't have done that bad.

"Hey Jack?" Constance was a little tipsy by now. "Wanna go and make out under the coats?" Constance giggled. "I think I may be a bit old for that agent Waters." He replied smiling at her adventurous streak. "Didn't you know agent Bristow that your only as old as you feel...and I'd say you feel ooh how many inches is that?" she asked her hand brushing his crotch. They disappeared into the bedroom in which all of the coats had been tossed. As they shut the door, Jack pulled Constance into his arms and placed his lips onto hers. He kissed her simply with no tongue so as not to upset her after her experience the previous night. Agent waters put her hands around Jack and ran her fingers through his hair. He moaned as her tongue pushed its way past his lips and explored his mouth. He repaid the favour and soon they were deep in each others mouths. Jacks hand ran up her leg and stopped on her thigh. The door opened and Sydney stood there looking at them her mouth wide open and a look of complete surprise on her face. "Sydney I..." Jack was stuck for words. "Hi Sydney" Constance smiled awkwardly pulling her skirt back down. "Ok... I'm too drunk to care right now but be warned dad. I'm gonna be scarred for life in the morning when I get this memory back." Sydney left the room shaking her head muttering to herself. "You just can't leave em alone for two minutes." Jack started to laugh.

"What do you say we get out of here?" Constance was shocked at his laid back attitude and said ok.

They arrived back at jacks house and walked in. he put the fire on and they sat in front of it with a cup of coffee each.

Constance sipped slowly so as not to burn her mouth. Jack watched as she did so thinking about what he had done to Sark. How could he stay with her after what he had done? He was no better than Sark. The disgust she felt for him would be felt for Jack too if she ever found out. He knew this yet as he laid her out on his bed and kissed her neck he felt no remorse.

He had done it for the woman he loved and gotten revenge for the wrong done to her. Jack pulled her dress up over her head as she unbuttoned his shirt. Constance felt the warmth of his hands explore her body and make her shiver as the cool sheets were pulled back. This was what she craved more than the lustful sex they had, on the plane. She wanted Jack to make love to her in a bed not screw or rape her as Sark had done even though she somehow felt he was a very aggressive lover.

She feared is ability to be sensual, as he had pushed her onto the floor on the plane. Jack moved his tongue down to her belly button and circled it softly. He pulled her panties off and kissed her thighs. Constance knelt up and undid jacks pants pulling his boxer shorts down with them. All she had left on was her bra and as Jack reached out to unclip it, she flinched falling back onto the bed.

"What's wrong?" he asked "The bruises. They're pretty dark." Constance turned her head away. Jack moved forward and moved her face to meet his with the tips of his fingers on her chin. "Do they hurt?" Jack enquired "No. But if you see them..." she was interrupted by jacks lips on hers. "I love you" he whispered. "I have for a long time." "I love you too Jack." Constance replied.

Jack unclipped her bra and released her breasts. He ran his hand along the purple marks and kissed them better. She groaned as he moved down along her stomach to her hips and then he wanted to kiss the other place Sark had hurt better. His tongue travelled along her moist opening and flicked at her. Constance wriggled in pleasure as jacks tongue went to work making her wetter and wetter by the second. He seemed to enjoy the taste as he lapped it up wanting more. She could feel the build up of her climax coming as he delved into her. Constance found herself thrusting her hips up to meet jacks mouth as he worked harder to please her. Jack felt her muscled clench around his tongue as she trembled above him. "Oh god yes" she screamed as her orgasm took over. Constance lay back and caught her breath as Jack disappeared into the bathroom. When her breathing returned to normal she grabbed his shirt and put it on. Jack heard a tap at the bathroom door as he pumped at his erection. "Just a minute" he said as he grunted and came with a huge explosion onto the tissue paper. "What are you doing Jack?" Constance knocked again. Jack unlocked the door and walked out. Constance looked at him. "I didn't want to have to put you through anything after... you know so I gave myself a hand." Constance looked down at his now limp penis and understood. She walked over to him. "Thank-you." She whispered as she put her arms around him. They got into bed and slept in each other's arms awaiting the morning.