Author's Note: Don't own 24. This one also belongs to Jess. Thanks!

By the time Jack finally did catch up to Chloe and her friend, they were just about to climb into Fauve's car. Fauve was still complaining, loudly, but wasn't trying to escape any long. Chloe was simply nodding her head, completely ignoring Fauve's tirade.

Just as she was about to step inside the car, Fauve caught sight of Jack, and the look in her eye was nothing if not predatorial. Chloe barely had time to figure out what had happened before her friend pounced, storming over to Jack, already shouting loud obscenities.

"You! The nerve of you, following us!" Chloe hurried over, listening as Fauve shrieked, shouted, and generally made a spectacular scene. "How dare you! You son-of-a-"

"Fauve." Chloe called, trying to step in. Things were going to get ugly, fast, if she didn't.

"-self-centered, egotistical-" Fauve was ignoring her.

"Fauve!"

"-conceited, cynical-"

"FAUVE!"

"WHAT!"

Chloe took a glance at her watch. "We're going to miss our flight." Fauve, ever the drama queen, threw her hands into the air and stormed over to Chloe.

"Chloe, honey." Fauve stated, sweetly, and Chloe took an involuntary step back. She caught sight of Jack over Fauve's shoulder, who was giving them both strange looks. Fauve got in her line of vision, took a deep breath, and then shouted, "Forget the stupid flight! This is WAY too good an opportunity to pass up!"

And then she spun on her heel and went back to shouting at Jack. Chloe smacked her forehead and ran her hand down her face, exhaustion setting in. So far, however, Fauve had to yet to get physical, which was good. But, still, Chloe was actually kind of looking forward to her 'vacation'. And she really did want to leave.

"Fauve, come on. Leave him alone. We gotta go." She grabbed her friend by the arm. Fauve turned to face her.

"Not this time, Chloe." she stated. "Why are you trying so hard to keep me from ripping him a new one? He's not good enough for you! The idiot needs to get his head out of his ass long enough to figure out that either you two are perfect for each other, or you're not. I'm sick of him playing with you like you're some sort pet." Fauve either didn't notice, or didn't care that she was embarrassing Chloe, who was now red enough to make a tomato jealous, to no end at this point. A dangerously wicked look passed over her face suddenly as an idea formed. "We need to show him."

Chloe looked at her as though she'd grown a second head. "You're not going to kiss me again, are you?" She ignored Jack's startled look of confusion. Fauve shook her head.

"No. Not unless you want me to, that is."

The look on Chloe's face was one of pure horror. The look only grew as Fauve grabbed both her and Jack by the arm and dragged them towards the car.