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Title: On the Day of the Execution, Chapter Two.
Author: marinw
Characters: Jack/Renee
Rating: PG
Summary: Sometime Post Day 7. Jack and Renee find time to talk.
Spoilers for 7.24. If you haven’t seen that episode, you may want to skip this.
Disclaimer:24 is the Property of the Fox Production Company.
A/N: To a certain Jack/Renee shipper (you know who you are): please go easy on me. Thanks to my super-fast beta,cybertoothtiger. More thanks to leigh57

“What are you doing here?” Jack asked.

“I was hoping I could buy you lunch,” Renee answered.

“I’d like that.”

“Mr. Bauer, I have instructions to take you to West Arlington for a checkup,” the driver announced.

“Dr. Macer saw me two days ago.”

“She’s ordered an MRI and some other tests that can only be done at the hospital.”

“Renee, I have to do this. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. I can meet you there in a couple of hours. I don’t want to be alone. Not today.”


As promised, Renee was in the waiting room two hours later. She was starring absently at her Blackberry.


Renee looked up, “How are you doing?”

“I’m fine. Dr. Macer is happy with my progress. Is your invitation still good?”

“Absolutely, but it will be more like an early dinner now. Let’s go.”

“You’ll have to drive.”


Jack tucked into his hot turkey sandwich and mashed potatoes like a Weight Watchers member attacking a hot fudge sundae.

“What are they feeding you at the President’s Retreat?” Renee asked. She was on her third cup of coffee. Her fully loaded cheeseburger was left half-eaten.

“Stuff that’s good for me. Renee, why are you doing this?”

“Do I need a reason to treat a friend to lunch?”

“It’s Almeida, isn’t it?”

Tony was no longer Tony. He was just Almeida.

“I want to be there when he dies. I want to see it.”

“Then why aren’t you?”

“Part of the agreement I made with my superiors. If I want to be re-instated I need to stay out of this.”

“But you were at the prison earlier.”

“I stayed outside. I didn’t request a visit.”

“I know how it is hard to walk away.”

“I know the number of casualties on the plane that crashed. The number of people who could have died if the virus had been released on the subway. The agents we lost that night. The other agents who were seriously injured. But all I can think about is Larry. Larry is what made it personal.”

“You’ve mentioned Agent Moss before. He was your boss. Perhaps more.”

“Something like that.”

“I don’t remember him that much. Or how he died. Only that Almeida was involved. I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing. It’s not your fault. What have they told you about your memory?”

“The neurologist told me that more of my memory from that day may return. Or it may not. But that I can’t force it. I remember that I was at the Senate Hearing. I was testifying. And that you pulled me out.”

“I asked you to help us find Almeida. I got you involved. What happened to you is my fault.”

“I’m sure that’s not true. I do know that much. What happened to me was my choice. And I know that you came to see me when I was in the hospital. Almost every day.”

“You were in a coma.”

“I was aware of some things. When I woke up you were still there. And I knew you were a friend.” Jack reached over and covered Renee’s hand with his own. “I’m grateful for that.”

“I’m glad you’re getting better.”

“I hardly use the wheelchair at all anymore. In a month or two I should be able to get rid of the cane. And Kim came to visit last weekend. She brought her husband. And my granddaughter.”

“You met Teri.”

“She’s so beautiful. She looks just like her Mom.” Jack brushed away the tears that had formed “Sorry,” he muttered.

“How many times do I have tell you not to apologize? Things are working out for you. That’s good.”

“Things will work out for you too. You can still have your career. If that’s what you want.”

“I…Wait. What time is it?”

Jack looked at his watch “6.01 pm. It’s over.”

Jack and Renee had a moment of silence.

Renee’s phone rang.

“You should take that,” Jack said softly.

“Walker,” Renee answered. “Yes…What?....How?...I see....Thank you for letting me know.” Renee shut off the phone and replaced it in her purse. Very slowly.

“What happened?”

“President Taylor stayed the execution. On the grounds that there is no legal precedent. Nobody is executed so soon after being charged. No matter what the circumstances. Taylor insists that the law be upheld. So she intervened.”

“She made the right call. Almeida could still be useful. He’ll stay on death row. Or he’ll be transferred to an institution for the criminaslly insane.”

Renee stared straight ahead.

“Renee, talk to me. Say something. Please.”

Renee had nothing.



( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
May. 25th, 2009 08:19 pm (UTC)
Okay, let me just say. Seeing Jack and Renee just hanging out and having dinner and talking about things? Totally made me happy.

And GAH, THAT TWIST AT THE END. Totally didn't see it coming. :O
May. 26th, 2009 12:15 am (UTC)
I predict that we will be seeing a LOT of Jack/Renee smarm H/C is the coming months.
Aug. 27th, 2009 12:21 am (UTC)
Just reading this now, late I know.

I love these sort of everyday, talking over food (which doesn't exist normally on 24) type moments, they're so regular, and necessary I think. Whinge whinge whinge, I know, but I think FOX needs to throw in these sort of moments for Jack/Renee shippers character building
Aug. 27th, 2009 12:26 am (UTC)
Yes, eating in 24 does not happen -except for Hodges eating Chinese. Jack spent the back third of Day 7 subsisting on IV fluid and anti-seizure meds. Yummy.

Edited at 2009-08-27 01:16 am (UTC)
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