AN- Thank-you, thank-you, thank-you, for all of your reviews people. I'm such a terrible author for not updating sooner but I have been working on two new fics that I have promised myself I won't upload until they are finished so as not to let people down. In my defence, I have been waiting for a Jack/Irina fic to update for almost a year now so you should count yourselves lucky it hasn't been longer! Also, I noticed a few missed spaces in the last update and I'll go back at the end and fix it all so don't be frustrated!

Jack sat at his desk thinking about the plan he had formed over the last few days. He had come up with the idea of faking his family's death and then leaving the country. They could do it within the week and she would be ok. The CIA had to think that they were dead and so would the KGB. Then, no-one would come looking for them. They would be ok. The only thing was how?

"Jack? I asked you how Irina was doing." Arvin Sloane interrupted his line of thought. Not that it was going anywhere.

"Oh, sorry Arvin. I was miles away. I was thinking about how much I'd like to get away. You know, just leave for a while to spend some time with the girls." He sighed.

"I know how you feel. Emily has been away for a few days visiting her family and I've missed her so much, I could hardly leave her this morning." The agent smiled to himself.

"Enough of this moping." Jack laughed. (For the first time in weeks, Arvin noted) "What was it that you wanted?" He asked, getting back to business.

"I have a message from Director Vaughn. He wants to see you in his office as soon as possible." Sloane patted his friend on the back and left.

Jack smiled at Rita, the secretary and walked down the corridor into the director's office. Bill motioned for him to sit and shut the door.

"Jack, I read your letter and I really have no idea what to do. I don't want to loose you as an agent but I fear I already have. No matter which way we look at it, you're destined to leave. If Laura leaves, you'll go with her and if we take her in, you'll leave out of anger. I just don't know how to act. I have a son to think about before I go and give you a means to get a member of the KGB of the hook entirely. If anyone found out…"

"I know Bill. I know. I've been running scenarios since we left the hospital." Jack rubbed his forehead as he felt a migraine on its way.

"The only conclusion I can come up with is that of you and her leaving for a holiday and never coming back. If you do that then maybe you can outrun the KGB and I can get the CIA to drop the case." He sighed.

"I don't know. What if they won't drop it, what if I become a wanted criminal?" Jack thought about the life that Sydney would be looking forward to if that happened.

"I'll just have to make sure that they do, Jack. It's the only option." Bill gazed down at the photograph of Michael on his desk. He was playing hockey with his friends and looked so happy. He sympathised with Jack and the decision he was about to make.

"Can I at least discuss it with Laura first?" Jack asked, hopefully.

"Yes of course."

That evening, Jack pulled up outside his house and noticed that something was wrong. There was a dark blue car parked across the street that he knew didn't belong to any of the neighbours and the lounge blinds were drawn. It all seemed wrong to him. Sydney was usually in his arms by now. Not even her recovery had been able to stop her from running to meet him every night.

He walked around to the back of the house and peered in through the window. Sydney was crying on the floor and Laura was trying to calm her down while a strange man shouted at them both. Jack couldn't hear what was going on as there were no open windows. Suddenly the man drew a gun and aimed it at his family. Laura was quick as she jumped up and twisted his arm behind his back.

At that moment, Jack smashed through the patio window and charged into the kitchen, gun drawn.

"What the hell are you doing in my home?" He shouted to the man. Sydney looked from person to person and ran for the cupboard under the stairs. The man looked at Jack in shock and twisted free from Irina, pulling a knife from his sock.

"We'll have to get rid of him now Irina. There's no going back from here. I'll kill him and you can take care of the girl." The man yelled as he lunged at Jack. Jack fired three shots into his chest wondering how he thought he was going to escape a gun aimed at his chest.

Irina seemed to read his thoughts. "I told them that the CIA makes their agents unload their guns when they leave so as not to cause any accidental harm to anyone."

Jack put the gun back in its holster and dragged the man from the kitchen before he began to bleed everywhere. Meanwhile, upon Jack's instruction, Irina went to the place that Sydney was hiding in. She slowly pulled open the door only to be hit in the head with a can of shoe polish. When she had recovered, Sydney saw that it was her mother and scrambled out hugging her.

Jack returned some time later to find his wife and daughter huddled on the floor crying. Irina looked up and raised her eyebrows.

"I'm going out for a dive. You load up the car with the essentials only. We need as much food and water as we have." He bent down to Sydney. "We're going on vacation honey. To try and forget about the bad man. Ok?" He smiled as his daughter's eyes lit up.

"Are we going to lake Diffy?" She jumped up at the thought of returning to their usual holiday destination.

"No sweetie, we're not. We're going to find somewhere new. Maybe at the beach. He smiled.

"Why don't you go upstairs and pack. Bring anything you can't live without for a few weeks, ok Sydney?" Irina smiled as her daughter nodded and ran to her room.

"Ok, what we need to do, is make everyone believe that we're dead. We have to set the house on fire and get as far away from here as possible." Jack stated as he grabbed a large bag and began loading their survival equipment into it.

"But when they fail to find bodies, both agencies will know what we've done." Irina shook her head and began to help Jack.

"That's what I'm going to take care of. We have some of Sydney's baby teeth in a jar that the 'tooth fairy' took so we can leave those amongst her bedroom. We have a vial of your DNA from the mission to find the antidote and I can take care of myself. All we need are some bodies to burn well beyond recognition. We'll plant the DNA on the bodies and they'll be identified as us. If the fire looks accidental, then they may not even investigate it. I need you to fetch a pair of curling tongues and we'll leave them on, next to some tissues and start the fire that way. If I leave a bottle of turpentine and a few canisters next to it, then the explosion will seem plausible but they won't be able to put the fire out for hours." Jack stopped and headed outside and Irina watched the man she loved with awe. He was doing all of this so that they could be together and for that, she knew that she would never stop loving him.

The next few hours went as a blur to Irina, she had no idea where the bodies came from, and didn't ask. They got Sydney to sleep in the car and set the fire. One last look at their home, and they drove off in the KGB Agent's car, leaving theirs in the garage.

AN- Thanks for being patient guys. Please let me know your thoughts and review!