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[geeky_agent]

June 18, 2011

Chris didn't know why she was here.

It was almost five and still hot out, the gentle breeze making the heat bearable. Her dress suit was some light wool-silk blend that had left her cold in the office but was a comfort while standing under the afternoon sun.

She'd come from work, a meeting at Division and she'd been sent to represent District while the Director was out of town. On her way to work, she had passed by the cemetery where Jack was "buried".

Chris had never visited his grave before and wasn't sure why she was doing so now, she wasn't any closer to Jack here than she was at CTU. Perhaps, less so.

With a sigh, she laid the bouquets down. Both small, simple and white, one at Teri's grave and one at Jack's.

I miss you.

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[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

He's not sure why he's here.

As soon as he'd walked out the door and realized where he was, he'd intended to leave L.A. first thing, get out of town before he could risk anyone he knew spotting him. Ten million people or not, he'd had weirder coincidences happen, and he's too paranoid to believe that they won't.

But when he'd called Amtrak he found that he'd missed the last train, and the next Greyhound bus didn't leave for another five hours. Suddenly, he had so much time to fill, so much time to hide out, avoid notice. Staying at Union Station wasn't an option--too busy, and he wanted to arrive and get on the bus that would take him to Sacramento with minutes to spare.

Somehow, this is the only thing he can think of doing: visiting Teri. The fact that he's going to see his name on a gravestone as well was something he'd pushed out of his mind. Even though he'd always wanted to be cremated--something that had come in handy in the end--when Teri had died he'd bought a double plot. He didn't want to be separated from her.

That's how he ends up walking down a gravelled path in the late afternoon light, the heat of the day radiating off the path. He's still familiar with the route to Teri's grave even though it's been a couple years since he was here.

But as he approaches, he spots someone standing near the site, and he ducks under the shade of a tree a short distance away. As he watches the woman, he realizes two things. One, that she's standing about where he remembers Teri grave to be, and two, that there's something very familiar about her.

It only takes a second for him to take in her hair, her stance, the way she carries herself and recognise her. When the revelation comes, it steals his breath away with shock, with the sheer unexpectedness of it.

Chris.