Who is Chloe O'Brian Chapter 6
Chloe stood up and picked up the plates. He watches her as she starts rinsing them in the sink. With a growl, he’s behind her in three strides. Roughly grabbing her arm, he turns her around to face him.
“Answer me!” He demands.
Suddenly, his arm is twisted behind his back in one swift move. Chloe painfully pulls his wrist up between his shoulder blades and with a kick of her foot to the back of his knee, he’s on the ground.
With an "oomph", his knee hits the floor and instinct takes over. Going limp, he flips his body around and has her back to the floor in seconds. He traps her hands between them, his breaths coming hard and fast, he grunts as she thrusts her knee against his ribs. In a quick roll, she’s back on top with her forearm against his throat, pinning him to the floor with her body.
“Don’t ever..” She hisses through clenched teeth; “manhandle me again, Bauer.”
Surprised, he relaxes his body and looks into her eyes. What he sees there causes his breath to hitch. A mixture of anger and pain shines in her wide eyes. Just a flash and it’s gone, replaced with fear and a look of open shock on her face.
“Oh God… Jack” She quickly scrambles off of him. Stepping back as he begins to rise to his knees, she crosses her arms against her chest. “I’m sorry..” She whispers.
Looking at her obvious distress at taking him down, he can’t help the full bodied laugh that bursts out of his mouth. Leaning back on his heels he sits back down and leans against the cabinets. Running his hand through his hair, he shakes his head in amazement. ‘Definitely not the Chloe I know’ He thinks.
Surprised by his laughter, she stares down at the agent sitting on her kitchen floor. With a scowl easily slipping onto her face, she sits down beside him and leans her head back against the cabinet.
“I’m sorry. But you really shouldn’t grab me like that” She says hesitantly.
Glancing over at her he continues to laugh. Placing his hand on her knee, he lets his head fall back to the cabinet as well. Exhaling roughly, he says, “God Chloe…” And begins to chuckle again.
Watching him appear to lose his mind, a smile creeps across Chloe’s face. She can’t help but to laugh with him. “Seriously, don’t grab me from behind again.”
Shaking his head and holding up both of his hands, Jack clears his throat.
“Not a chance O’Brian.” Blue eyes twinkling with humor look over at her. “Lesson learned” He mutters.
Tying her hair back into a ponytail with the hair tie from her wrist, she huffs.
“Good”
His eyebrow cocking up in humor, she watches as his face softens. “I taught Tony that move”
Grinning, she looks back at him. “Yup” she says simply.
Closing his eyes and resting his head back again, he muses “Tony taught you”
“Yup”
“So it was Tony who brought you to CTU”
Bumping her shoulder against his she winks. “Nothing gets past you does it?”
Huffing, he shrugs. Looking down at his hands in his lap, he reaches one over and takes her hand in his. “Well, you did successfully for years”
Squeezing his hand she says, “Yes. Tony brought me to CTU. He said I would be safe, with the two of you there.” Looking over at him, she said; “I already had a computer sciences degree; we decided an analyst would be the easiest way for me to avoid suspicion”
Nodding, he feels it click into place. The ease of her interactions with Tony, the absolute trust she had in both of them.
“You protected us.”
“You two protected me”
“But I didn’t know.”
“Yet you still did” She said bringing their linked hands into her lap.
Silence filled the kitchen as Jack let his eyes close again. His emotions a mess, he felt himself filled with a mix of relief and confusion at the feelings he had pounding through his chest. Slightly amused at the ache in his knee and shoulder from her easy toss of him to the floor, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the new woman he saw beside him. A friend, a familiar face, a confidant recently, all running through his mind as he tried to grasp the thoughts and images making themselves at home in his head.
“That was quite a takedown O’Brian” He admits
Shrugging, she murmurs with humor in her voice. “Obviously, not my first. Most likely not my last. I’m deceptively strong for my size.”
“I’ll add that talent next to marksman on my list”
Laughing out loud, she squeezes his hand. “You have a list?”
“Of new Chloe things?” He inquires. “Yes, I started it yesterday.”
Chewing on her thumbnail, she brings her knees to her chest.
“What other talents should I be aware of?”
Chuckling, she looks over at him. His face normally difficult to read, this time she sees an openly innocent curiosity.
“Talents? Many.”
“Such as?”
Thinking to herself, she smiles again. “Don’t want to wait for Harry’s report?”
Grunting, he shakes his head. “Like he’s going to give me a true report on Chloe O’Brian?”
“No… but I told him he could give you the one on Melinda De Bellis”
His eyebrows furrowing in confusion, he looks at her. “You trust me enough to see that?”
Shaking her head, she rises to her feet. Reaching her hand down to help him up, she smirks at the grimace that crosses his face when he straightens his knee. “Sorry about that.” She admits.
Holding his hands in hers, she steps back so he can see her face clearly. “I have always trusted you Jack Bauer.” Her eyes locking with his, “And I hope that once you read that background report, that you still feel the same way.”
“Answer me!” He demands.
Suddenly, his arm is twisted behind his back in one swift move. Chloe painfully pulls his wrist up between his shoulder blades and with a kick of her foot to the back of his knee, he’s on the ground.
With an "oomph", his knee hits the floor and instinct takes over. Going limp, he flips his body around and has her back to the floor in seconds. He traps her hands between them, his breaths coming hard and fast, he grunts as she thrusts her knee against his ribs. In a quick roll, she’s back on top with her forearm against his throat, pinning him to the floor with her body.
“Don’t ever..” She hisses through clenched teeth; “manhandle me again, Bauer.”
Surprised, he relaxes his body and looks into her eyes. What he sees there causes his breath to hitch. A mixture of anger and pain shines in her wide eyes. Just a flash and it’s gone, replaced with fear and a look of open shock on her face.
“Oh God… Jack” She quickly scrambles off of him. Stepping back as he begins to rise to his knees, she crosses her arms against her chest. “I’m sorry..” She whispers.
Looking at her obvious distress at taking him down, he can’t help the full bodied laugh that bursts out of his mouth. Leaning back on his heels he sits back down and leans against the cabinets. Running his hand through his hair, he shakes his head in amazement. ‘Definitely not the Chloe I know’ He thinks.
Surprised by his laughter, she stares down at the agent sitting on her kitchen floor. With a scowl easily slipping onto her face, she sits down beside him and leans her head back against the cabinet.
“I’m sorry. But you really shouldn’t grab me like that” She says hesitantly.
Glancing over at her he continues to laugh. Placing his hand on her knee, he lets his head fall back to the cabinet as well. Exhaling roughly, he says, “God Chloe…” And begins to chuckle again.
Watching him appear to lose his mind, a smile creeps across Chloe’s face. She can’t help but to laugh with him. “Seriously, don’t grab me from behind again.”
Shaking his head and holding up both of his hands, Jack clears his throat.
“Not a chance O’Brian.” Blue eyes twinkling with humor look over at her. “Lesson learned” He mutters.
Tying her hair back into a ponytail with the hair tie from her wrist, she huffs.
“Good”
His eyebrow cocking up in humor, she watches as his face softens. “I taught Tony that move”
Grinning, she looks back at him. “Yup” she says simply.
Closing his eyes and resting his head back again, he muses “Tony taught you”
“Yup”
“So it was Tony who brought you to CTU”
Bumping her shoulder against his she winks. “Nothing gets past you does it?”
Huffing, he shrugs. Looking down at his hands in his lap, he reaches one over and takes her hand in his. “Well, you did successfully for years”
Squeezing his hand she says, “Yes. Tony brought me to CTU. He said I would be safe, with the two of you there.” Looking over at him, she said; “I already had a computer sciences degree; we decided an analyst would be the easiest way for me to avoid suspicion”
Nodding, he feels it click into place. The ease of her interactions with Tony, the absolute trust she had in both of them.
“You protected us.”
“You two protected me”
“But I didn’t know.”
“Yet you still did” She said bringing their linked hands into her lap.
Silence filled the kitchen as Jack let his eyes close again. His emotions a mess, he felt himself filled with a mix of relief and confusion at the feelings he had pounding through his chest. Slightly amused at the ache in his knee and shoulder from her easy toss of him to the floor, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the new woman he saw beside him. A friend, a familiar face, a confidant recently, all running through his mind as he tried to grasp the thoughts and images making themselves at home in his head.
“That was quite a takedown O’Brian” He admits
Shrugging, she murmurs with humor in her voice. “Obviously, not my first. Most likely not my last. I’m deceptively strong for my size.”
“I’ll add that talent next to marksman on my list”
Laughing out loud, she squeezes his hand. “You have a list?”
“Of new Chloe things?” He inquires. “Yes, I started it yesterday.”
Chewing on her thumbnail, she brings her knees to her chest.
“What other talents should I be aware of?”
Chuckling, she looks over at him. His face normally difficult to read, this time she sees an openly innocent curiosity.
“Talents? Many.”
“Such as?”
Thinking to herself, she smiles again. “Don’t want to wait for Harry’s report?”
Grunting, he shakes his head. “Like he’s going to give me a true report on Chloe O’Brian?”
“No… but I told him he could give you the one on Melinda De Bellis”
His eyebrows furrowing in confusion, he looks at her. “You trust me enough to see that?”
Shaking her head, she rises to her feet. Reaching her hand down to help him up, she smirks at the grimace that crosses his face when he straightens his knee. “Sorry about that.” She admits.
Holding his hands in hers, she steps back so he can see her face clearly. “I have always trusted you Jack Bauer.” Her eyes locking with his, “And I hope that once you read that background report, that you still feel the same way.”