Jack was sitting in the kitchen reading some files he had acquired on a previous mission. Constance walked in wrapped in a towel. Jack watched her as she knelt down and pulled a skirt from the dryer. She went to walk out of the kitchen when he grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap.

Constance was surprised. They hadn't been very physical lately and there were unsaid issues hanging in the air. She went along just grateful that he would let her in.

"What do you think your doing?" he asked her putting on a fake angry voice. "Well sir I thought I'd get dressed, dry my hair and then go out to dinner with my boring tyrant of a boyfriend and his daughter but I think we might be able to squeeze in a little nookie before he comes home. He's a computer analyst you see. All thumbs. But these fingers..." she lifted his hand and linked it with hers as she straddled him "...look like they could do all sorts of things." She smiled at him. "Like what?" Jack asked playing along. "Well..." she pretended to think for a while. "...I'm sure we can think of something." She whispered pulling him down onto the floor.

Jack unfastened her towel and exposed her naked and still wet body. He trailed his tongue along a bead of water falling down her neck. Constance giggled as his mouth planted soft kisses on her face and finally devoured mouth. This kiss became deeper and deeper as Jack explored her mouth and she travelled around his in return. He unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them off still kissing her. She giggled as he struggled. Finally he pulled away and pulled his t-shirt over his head. Jack now naked fell on top of her. Constance rolled him over. Jack gasped as his back met the cold tiles of the new kitchen floor. Constance reached down and took his hardening penis in her hand. Jack groaned as she did so, reaching up and taking her breasts in his.

The skilled Agent who was now very aware of jack's pleasures massaged him to fullness and guided him inside her as she sat on top of him. He moaned as she moved slowly up and down getting faster as the pleasure increased. Her hair flicked water on jacks face as she ground into him. He moved his hips up thrusting further into her to meet Constance's grinds. Their lovemaking became rougher as they both became more sweaty and excited. Jacks grunts and Agent Waters' screams drown out the sound of the phone when Sydney rang to say she was on her way over.

With no reply, Sydney carried on to their house as she thought they might be getting ready for dinner in an hour or so.

Jack gave an almighty groan and he came deep inside Constance as her own orgasm took over and she clenched her muscles around Jack. They both lay back exhausted and as they calmed down, the doorbell rang. Jack flew to his clothes and attempted to put them on. "Go upstairs and put them on Jack. I'll get the door I can see its Sydney" Constance said as she replaced her towel. "Ok" Jack panted and ran up the stairs, clothes in his arms.

The door opened and Constance stood there in a towel. Strangely her hair was only a little damp to have just come out of the water. Constance saw Sydney looking at her hair and lifted her hand with her skirt in it. "I was ironing my skirt." She said hoping Sydney didn't notice the wrinkles on it. She seemed a little distracted and accepted the lie not wanting to explore the possibilities. "Jaaaaack, Sydney's here." Constance shouted upstairs. "Coming." He shouted down. He appeared a few seconds later in a white shirt and black pants. "I couldn't find my tie. Connie where did you put it?" he asked Constance. She shook her head and said she'd go and look. Jack noticed his daughter looking distressed and he asked what was wrong.

Sydney broke down and spilled out her heart to her father. He listened carefully as she explained her memory. "Oh dad I'm so scared of telling Vaughn. I mean he has a right to know but I have no idea how he's going to take it." She sobbed. Jack, shocked at what he had heard, leant forward and hugged his child. He had no idea what to do or say so he just held her.

Constance had heard most of what Sydney had said and had known not to come downstairs. She also knew not to let on she knew. It would be better for Sydney. Constance grabbed jacks tie and went downstairs dressed in a black dress with strappy sandals and a black choker. She walked into the living room and went straight into conversation. "Hi honey. I couldn't find your tie. I had to search all over for it. You'll never guess where it was..." she pretended to only just notice the situation. "oh Sydney are you ok? What's happened?" "Er Constance. We wont be going out. You can go and get changed. She's fine but we need to talk" Jack shooed Constance upstairs. "Dad its ok. She deserves to know. She's your girlfriend. Plus your living together and you cant really hide things from each other when your..." she realised Irina had kept a whole double life from them both and shut up. "Its fine. I'll go out. Get a take away and some wine. We have nothing in so y'no its fine." Constance went to leave when Jack stood up and grabbed her arm. "Thank-you Connie. I love you." He kissed her and she left.

When she returned, Sydney was asleep on the couch with a blanket over her. "God. Where have you been?" Jack looked worried. "I thought you might need some time so I went to see Weiss. We had a chat and it turns out he was there when she had the flash back and so he knows." She informed him." "And he told you?" Jack looked angry. "No, no, no. I heard from upstairs. She was sobbing pretty loud and I heard most of it. I didn't want to tell her because she might not want me to know." Constance explained as she set the bags of Chinese down and fished out the wine. "Want a glass?" she held it up to Jack. "No. Need a glass!" he sighed and pulled her close.