A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter and suggested I continue. I hope you enjoy!

Jack gently tried to slide out of bed without waking Audrey. He smiled at the sight of her sleeping. He didn't know how it was possible for her to look so beautiful in the morning. He wanted to crawl back into bed to be there when she woke up but he had something to do. He threw on clothes and went over to Audrey's purse which was lying on the floor where they had left it last night. Jack took out the gun and tucked it into the waistband of his jeans. He grabbed his keys and drove over to Audrey's apartment. As Jack approached the door, he saw Paul banging on it.

"She's not there," Jack said, getting Paul's attention. Paul whipped around.

"Yeah, I'm sure she jumped into your bed the minute she got back," Paul accused. "You were supposed to back the hell off."

"That was before I realized that you're a lying son of a bitch," Jack spat. "How dare you hurt her?"

"That was an accident," Paul said. "I wasn't trying to hurt her. Now, I need to go talk to my wife."

Paul tried to move past Jack to the stairs behind him but Jack grabbed Paul's throat and shoved him against the wall.

"You aren't going anywhere near her!" Jack yelled.

"She's my wife! I am the only guy who should be anywhere near her," Paul choked. Jack tightened his grip around Paul's neck and took the gun from his jeans. He pointed it at Paul's temple.

"You will stay away from her. You'll sign the divorce papers and never come near us again. Or I will kill you," Jack threatened. Paul could barely breathe and felt like he was about to pass out. "Are we clear?"

Paul nodded, unable to speak. Jack released him and started to walk away.

"Whatever. She's fucking me one night and you a few days later. She's just a whore." Paul said. Jack turned around suddenly, and connected his fist to Paul's chin. Paul fell to the ground and Jack wound up to hit him again but hesitated. He knew that he could kill Paul if he went too far. He took one more swing, hitting Paul in the eye. Jack walked out of the building. He just wanted to go home to Audrey.

"Where did you go?" Audrey asked worriedly, as Jack came through the door. She watched as he pulled the gun from his jeans and put it on the table by the door. "Jack?"

"I went to talk to Paul," Jack told her.

"Talk?" Audrey asked, looking at the gun.

"I told him that he needs to stay away from you," Jack explained. He decided to omit the part where he choked Paul and punched him. The last time he was violent with Paul she had been disappointed in him.

"You think he'll listen?" Audrey asked. Jack shrugged in response. Jack took a look at Audrey's shoulder which was looking better than it did yesterday.

"How'd you sleep last night?" Jack asked, holding her close.

"Great," Audrey said. "Until I woke up all alone."

"I'm sure you weren't that upset about it," Jack teased. "You love having all the covers to yourself."

"Very true," Audrey said, melting into his embrace. "But, I like waking up next to you even more."

Audrey kissed Jack, who ran his hand through her hair. Audrey's hands made their way under his shirt and touched his stomach and chest. But, Jack's mind was elsewhere. He thought back to Paul saying that she had been sleeping with him only a few days earlier. Of course, Jack knew that was most likely the case. Audrey had been honest about the fact that she had started a relationship with Paul again. But, it still bothered him to think of Audrey kissing Paul the way she was kissing him right now. He was pulled out of his thoughts as Audrey pulled back from their kiss.

"Is everything okay?" Audrey asked.

"Fine," Jack lied.

"Are you sure?" Audrey looked at him, nervously wondering why he had suddenly seemed so uninterested in their kiss. "Please. Tell me what you're thinking."

Jack stared into her eyes and immediately regretted it. He couldn't deny her. "I was thinking about the fact that you and Paul were together not so long ago. It's just hard for me to think of you with him. Especially knowing how terribly he treats you."

"Then don't think about it," Audrey suggested. "Look, I'm really sorry that I went back to him. But, I can't change that now."

"I know. I'll get over it," Jack said. "I'm not trying to pressure you but are you going to file for divorce soon?"

Audrey cringed, guiltily. "D.C. has a separation policy before you can file for divorce. But, I think that period might have to be restarted now because we got back together."

"Oh," Jack said.

"I'm sorry," Audrey apologized. "If I could do it right now, I would."

"I know," Jack said, pulling her close. "I'm sorry too."

"What for?"

"It's my fault that you went back to him."

"No, Jack. Don't blame yourself," Audrey insisted. "I love you."

Jack smiled. "I love you too."

Audrey was walking into work on Monday when she saw Paul sitting on a bench outside the building.

"Hey," Paul said, noticing Audrey's hesitation to walk any closer to the door. "Audrey, we should really talk. Please."

She walked towards him feeling comforted by the fact that it was a pretty busy street. As she did she noticed that half of his face was bruised.

"What happened to you?" she asked, not feeling the least bit sympathetic.

"Your boyfriend nearly killed me. Choked me and held his gun to my head and then punched me." Paul told her. "Look, I know I hurt you. I'm so sorry. It was an accident. But, Jack is purposefully violent. You shouldn't feel safe around him."

"I don't know," Audrey said. "Seems to me like you deserved it."

"Audrey, please. I'm sorry," Paul begged. "It will never happen again."

"Paul, I want a divorce," Audrey told him.

"If you really did, you'd have already sent papers," Paul said. "I think you still want this to work."

Audrey shook her head. "We need to separate again before I can."

"If you think I'm going to agree to a voluntary separation again, you're insane," Paul said. Audrey sighed. Voluntary separation meant only a six month wait while a one-sided separation meant a year long wait before filing for divorce.

"Please," Audrey begged. "Eventually you're going to have to give me a divorce. Nothing you do is going to change my mind. Why put it off longer?"

"Because, I can change," Paul insisted. "You'll see."

Paul walked away leaving Audrey feeling frustrated. Audrey went into work and sat down across from Jack in his office.

"Hey," Jack greeted. "You look frustrated."

"I just saw Paul," Audrey told him.

"Where?" Jack asked, ready to move into action.

"He's gone now. Don't worry. You don't have to choke him or take out your gun or punch him in the face," Audrey teased.

"I was just trying to scare him off," Jack tried to explain. "I'm sorry."

"I'm not mad that you did that. He deserved it," Audrey said. "I'm mad because you told me that you just went to talk to him. Why?"

"Last time I hurt him, you were angry with me. I didn't want you to look at me that way again," Jack admitted.

"Look at you in what way?"

"Like I'm a monster."

Audrey walked around his desk to stand next to him and put her hand on his cheek. She leaned down and kissed him quickly.

"I overreacted that day. You were doing what you needed to do to protect the country. I'm sorry. I promise I don't think you're a monster."

Jack grabbed her hand telling her that he forgave her. They heard a knock on the door and quickly put more distance between them as Heller walked in.

"Busy?" Heller asked, noticing that they seemed closer together than they had been last week.

"No," Jack and Audrey said simultaneously. They spent the day preparing for a trip to Seattle that they were leaving for tomorrow. Heller took notice of how well they worked together. Nothing had changed there. But, he wondered how he hadn't noticed their relationship before. They did a pretty good job of hiding it but he could now see the flirtatious smiles and glances that Jack and his daughter shared.

The next day, the three of them were on Heller's private jet. They had finished preparing for the trip yesterday so they decided to just relax on the flight over. Jack and Audrey sat across from Heller. Despite flying frequently, Audrey was always a nervous flyer. She hated takeoffs and turbulence. Audrey shifted towards the armrest between her and Jack. Jack moved closer too so that his shoulder was touching hers in an attempt to comfort her without being too obvious.

As the plane moved onto the runway, Audrey slowly inched her hand closer and closer to his. Jack grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently. He glanced at Heller expecting him to look upset but instead saw what seemed to be a look of approval. Once the plane was situated in the air, Audrey loosened the grip she had on Jack's hand.

"Do you ever think you'll get over your fear of flying?" Heller asked his daughter. "It was one bad flight over thirty years ago."

"Yeah, but it was my first flight and it was terrifying," Audrey said.

"What happened?" Jack asked.

"We had just bought a beach house near L.A. and were flying there for the first time. There was some turbulence," Heller told him.

"That was not some turbulence," Audrey argued. "The plane kept dropping and shaking. We went right through a storm."

"She's exaggerating," Heller told him.

Jack looked at Audrey who shook her head in protest. "It was like a ride at an amusement park."

"Carousel or Ferris wheel?" Jack teased. Heller laughed.

"Like a roller coaster," Audrey corrected.

"Yeah, but you've never been on a roller coaster so how can you compare?" Heller asked.

"You've never been on a roller coaster? Ever?" Jack asked.

"She's always been afraid of them," Heller said, remembering back even to when she was five and refused to go on even the smallest roller coaster.

"You know, not everyone likes feeling like they're about to die," Audrey joked.

The three of them continued to talk and joke for the rest of the flight. They had often had relaxed, non-work related conversations in the past. But, this was the first time Heller felt like he was having a conversation with his daughter and her boyfriend. Heller loved how happy Audrey looked and was happy that they were feeling more comfortable being a couple around him. They would make references to the fact that they spent time together outside of work which they had never done before. The dynamic between the three of them was definitely moving to new heights. Heller was surprised by how much he liked the fact that Jack and Audrey were together.

"That was nice," Audrey said, as she and Jack settled into their hotel room. "Not having to hide from my dad."

"Almost like we should have told him from the beginning," Jack smiled and winked at her.

"Okay," Audrey admitted, wrapping her arms around him. "Maybe just this once, you were right."

She kissed him passionately and started to push his jacket off his shoulders. Jack stopped her and pulled away.

"Later," he whispered into her ear, making her shiver. He kissed the side of her neck. "I made dinner plans for us."

Audrey smiled. They held hands as they walked through the hotel and down the street to a restaurant that Jack had picked out. Jack held the door to the restaurant open for her and placed his hand on the small of her back as they walked through. It was exactly the kind of place for them. It was comfortable and not too fancy. They looked through the menu and waited for the waitress to take their order.

"Let me guess," Jack said, knowing that he could guess what she was going to order. "Chicken francaise."

"You don't know that," Audrey countered, playfully. "I can be unpredictable."

"Every time a restaurant has it, that's what you get," Jack told her. "I actually know you pretty well."

Audrey smiled, "You do."

The waitress came over and took their orders. Audrey ordered the chicken and Jack ordered a steak.

"So what other things do you know about me just from your observations?" Audrey asked.

"Let's see," Jack thought. "You start getting excited for Christmas in August which I know because you start humming Christmas carols. You hate baseball but you watch it with me anyway. You are really particular about the way your clothes are folded. You snore when you sleep on your stomach."

"No I don't!" Audrey argued.

"You wouldn't know because you're sleeping," Jack told her.

"Sorry," she said, hoping that it didn't bother him too much.

"It's cute," Jack said, making Audrey blush. Their food came and they dug in.

"Are you going to L.A. next week?" Audrey asked him.

"No. Why would I be?" Jack asked, confused by her question.

"Thanksgiving," Audrey reminded him. "Are you going to Kim's?"

"I'm going to her place for Christmas this year," Jack said.

"Well, I was thinking you could come with me to Thanksgiving dinner this year," Audrey suggested. "I'm cooking at my dad's house."

"I'd like that," Jack agreed, which made Audrey light up.

They finished their meals and left the restaurant. They stepped outside and saw that it was pouring outside.

"Ugh. I forgot how much I hate Seattle," Audrey said, referring to the fact it always rains.

"Here," Jack said, taking off his coat and putting it over her shoulders since it was cold out. They ran out into the rain back to the hotel and were soaked by the time they got there.

"Brr," Audrey said, as she walked into their room. "It's so cold."

"I can help with that," Jack said, closing the door behind them and pulling her into his arms. He kissed her and started taking his wet jacket off of her and taking off her jacket underneath.

"I don't think taking off clothes will help me be any warmer," Audrey teased. With that, Jack picked her up and walked her into the bathroom. He turned the hot water on in the shower and they got inside the shower. They made love against the shower wall while the hot water fell between them.

"Remember when I said I hate Seattle," Audrey said, as they got out of the shower and dried off.

"Yeah, like half an hour ago."

"I think Seattle might be one of my favorites now," Audrey said, looking into Jack's eyes.

"Me too," Jack agreed.