I have to admit that this is a topic that makes me want to either laugh or just shake my head. Because in my line of work, I have done it and in some cases, it was done without a thought or without hesitation, it was simply done ( Read more... )

Jack sits with a pen and an expression on his face that not even he would have recognized or accepted a long time ago ( Read more... )

That’s easy, I would pick my parents, I loved them both to pieces but they weren’t really the best in terms of teaching me how to protect my daughter from myself. And I thank them for ensuring that while I wasn’t the worst parent, we’ve now ensured that Sydney’s a far better parent for Isabelle and baby Jack ( Read more... )

Married Irina … enough said
Never killed Sloane when I had all those chances
Let Sydney grow up free of all of this, never harming her in the ways I did

Nah, I’ll go with marrying Irina ... making me think that marriage was always over-rated.

Character: Jack Bristow
Fandom: Alias
Word Count: 54

I dislike how Alias ended at least for Jack, so hence except for the few things I have done with him that were canon, from here out .. are AU, because there’s only so much you can do with sand and sloane Jack doesn’t remember Sydney being so small, so helpless as Isabelle does whenever he holds her. Maybe it is the passage of time and all the ( Read more... )

Jack isn’t one for parties. Never has been but fate decrees otherwise and so hence he stands and listens, one ear on the guests while the other ear listens to Weiss or Sydney or any other of former operatives who would feed him info he already knew from studying long into the night ( Read more... )

( I ripped it off of friendspage )

Jack thinks about this one with a shake of his head and a glance at a photo that for the longest time he would disavow even having in his wallet. Not that anyone would even look for it behind the donor card and all ( Read more... )

You Have a Melancholic Temperament
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I do believe in ghosts. It’s a surprising revelation isn’t it to hear Jack Bristow admit that but for that first year, after I believed Laura to have been lost to me, I believed in ghosts. I allowed myself to think that maybe somewhere inside, that this whole life hadn’t of been faked ( Read more... )