Characters: Jack, Kim, Teri
Summary: Jack comes home early for Mother's Day.
A/N: I don't own anything from 24. Please don't sue. This is dedicated to Cpl. Michael Starker and all the others who won't be coming home for any more Mother's Days. I appreciate your sacrifice. Rest in peace.
Rating: M for drug use and some cuss words.
Characters: Jack, Ramon, Chase, Juan and Diego (OC)
Summary: Stoned!Jack does a raid for Ramon
A/N: Don't own it, please don't sue. I know it's not Saturday, but it's done and I'm impatient. Plus, if I post I can get back to work instead of fiddling with it for a few more days.
Summary: Jack has a special meal in prison in China
A/N: I've got to post this tonight b/c I'm out all day tomorrow at my workshop, and then a par-tay in the evening. My first China fic! It's kind of long and a bit crack!fic because I have no self-control. Enjoy.
Rating: M for language
Summary: Teri tells Jack she's pregnant
A/N: Don't own it, please don't sue. Okay, this is really, really, the last one. This is just for you, Chips.
I met a boy and a boy met me
And we got together and we made a bay-bee.
And that sucks.
Rating: M for post-sexual content. (Hee.)
Summary: Teri considers her options when she thinks she might be pregnant.
A/N: Don't own it. I think I'm going to stop it here. DISCLAIMER: The medical advice contained in this fic is fictitious and should not be considered a viable solution to actual situations. In other words, don't try this at home, kids. Talk to a real doctor.
Rating: M for sexual situations
Summary: Teri comes home for a visit and sees Jack again
A/N: Don't own it. This is something I'm trying out. I'm not sure if it will be my personal canon or not, but I liked the idea of an independent Teri. One more to come. Fluff.
Rating: M for inferred sexual situations
Summary: Teri meets Jack
A/N: Don't own it. After the fantastic darkness of Saturday, I needed some fluff and optimism. Enjoy!
Summary: Jack calls his sponsor
A/N: Don't own it. Total crack fic. (If you'll pardon the expression, ha, ha.) This is in response to the prodding with a large stick that marinwgave me based on a comment I made to xbedhead's wonderful 12 Steps. Still not thinking well enough for actual work. Enjoy it well it lasts. As always, O/C man is Dave.
Spoilers: Up to Season 6
Summary: Jack finds his old surf board, Kim's POV
A/N: Don't own it, please don't sue. I was thinking about this the whole time I was away and it was killing me that I didn't have a computer!
Summary: Jack faces the most difficult interrogation of his career.
Disclaimer: Don't own 24.
So this is the way it was, then. She wasn’t going to tell him. Dammit. For a moment he doubted himself. Was it true? Were they right about her? About him? He could feel the bile rising in his throat. No. Not her. Never her. So why? What was she afraid of? Why was she holding back?
He turned back to her, his lip in an angry curl.
“Why did you lie to me?”
His words lashed against the hard grey walls of the interrogation room, telegraphing the threat of what his hands would do if she failed to answer. It was only a matter of time before he got the truth, and they both knew it. She was quivering, cowering, reduced to tears. Like so many suspects before. Usually he was proud of his abilities. Not happy with them, necessarily. Although sometimes, with some suspects, he had to admit in the darkest part of himself that he truly enjoyed this part of his job. But not today. Seeing her afraid of him was almost more than he could bear. He had to do it. He couldn’t show any mercy. He knew they were watching.
“Because I thought you’d think less of me.” Audrey looked at him, imploring him to believe her. He was confused.
“You thought I’d think less of you for sleeping with someone when you thought I was dead?” It didn’t sound plausible, even to him. Sh*t. Come on, Audrey. You’ll have to do better than that. He thought about what was waiting for her if he failed.
She looked at him, eyes brimming. “No, Jack. I thought you’d think less of me for sleeping with someone who turned out to be a traitor.”
He looked at her, trying not to show how much her words hurt him. Trying not to let them see his heart breaking. Oh, Audrey. Sweetheart. Don’t you know me at all? How could you think that I would not be able to understand that?