Author's Note: Okay, last time I repeat myself. J/C shipper piece, got problem with it, go away. Thanks to Jass for finishing this chapter.
A hard kick to the shin woke Jack. Yelping "Hey," he turned to face his attacker who gave him her most innocent smile. "What was that for?" he demanded.
Fauve pointed to the stewardess who was holding some sort of phone. "Are you Agent Bauer," she asked politely.
Covering a yawn, Jack nodded. He shifted the woman still sleeping in his lap to return circulation to his right leg before saying, "How can I help you?"
"A Mr. Buchanan from the CTU is on the line for you," the stewardess handed him the phone with a smile. "Have a nice day, sir."
A long stare was leveled at the phone. It didn't take a genius to figure how Bill had tracked him down. Why had he brought his gun with him? The paperwork and security check would have put him on CTU radar. And now his very pissed off boss was on the phone, most likely to yell at him. Helplessly he looked over at Fauve.
"Give it to me," she mouthed at him. Desperate, and not wanting to wake Chloe, he nodded and handed her the phone. She put it to her ear as she stood up and began walking towards the back of the plane for some privacy. Jack settled back down to finish his nap, wondering if Bill was going to shoot on sight next time they met.
Next time he woke, it was to Fauve sauntering down the isle and back into her seat, the phone still in hand. Nearly shoving it in his face, careful to miss Chloe's head, she gave him a sly, pleased smile. "It's for you,"
He resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he took the phone and pressed it to his ear, muttering a gruff, "Bauer," in greeting.
To his great surprise, Buchanan did not shout at him, nor did he even show any sign in his voice that he was upset in anyway. In fact, he sounded somewhat amused, and simply stated, "Jack, the next time you decide to take an unexpected vacation, give me at least a day's notice, please."
"Excuse me?"
"Relax. Miss Akana explained the situation. Things are under control here for the moment; enjoy your trip." He paused, listening to someone else in the background, before adding, "And, if I could make a suggestion: I'd call Audrey if I were you. She's... not exactly happy with the recent turn of events."
Jack knew that was probably the understatement of the century. Buchanan's end of the line went dead, and Jack gave Fauve back the phone, paused, and then turned to grinning woman. "What did you say to him?"