Jack Bauer & the Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day

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[damnitjack]

24, obviously!

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the first character i ever fell in love with: …well…Jack Bauer obviously. 

a character that i used to love/like, but now do not: Nina Myers. Let me explain. The first like ¾ths of Day One she’s fucking amazing & awesome, but then THE THING happens & you’re like “I was rooting for you! We were all rooting for you! How dare you!?” & well then THE OTHER THING happens & you’re like “…you’re obviously Satan.”

a ship that i used to love/like, but now do not: haha. Nina/Jack (⊙_⊙)

my ultimate favorite character™: Jack Bauer Chloe O’Brien. Honestly, Chloe could have hanked & rigged our 2016 election for Russia & she’d still be my ult fav. Except she wouldn’t have done that because she’d have voted for Clinton (but supported Bernie Babe prior).

prettiest character: THAT’S JACK BAUER. Also Tony Almeida 

my most hated character: that snake Sheri Palmer

my OTP: I honestly have two, David Palmer/Jack Bauer & Tony Almeida/Jack Bauer

my NOTP: Chloe/Jack

favorite episode: Day Four at 1:00pm-2:00pm for the whole ‘I can’t trust anyone right now. Then who are you calling? The only person I can trust.’ thing.

saddest death: I want to say David Palmer’s death but we don’t see it (thank god). I still had to stop & cry. However, some of the saddest deaths are by minor characters & people you don’t like. George Mason, Ryan Chapelle, Alex Hewitt, the lesbian in Day One. But Teri’s was pretty sad but you knew it was going to happy. Of course, Tony’s death fucked me up something awful.

favorite season: Day Three because drug addiction is my addiction

least favorite season: maybe five?

character that everyone else in the fandom loves, but i hate: Teri, maybe?

my ‘you’re piece of trash, but you’re still a fave’ fave: Tony Almeida :)

my ‘beautiful cinnamon roll who deserves better than this’ fave: Aaron Fucking Pierce 

my ‘this ship is wrong, nasty, and makes me want to cleanse my soul, but i still love it’ ship: I don’t think I have one?

my ‘they’re kind of cute, and i lowkey ship them, but i’m not too invested’ ship’: Edgar & Chloe :|

[almeida-ctu]

{ Tony Almeida and Jack Bauer / Post Day 3 AU / @damnitjack } It was seven months in a federal prison before Jack Bauer and David Palmer could get Tony out for treason against the state. Seven months out of a lifelong sentence might not have felt like a long time, but to Almeida it had been agonizing. He survived, knowing that his wife was still alive because of his actions, but the isolation and lifestyle inside broke him more than he cared to admit. Things were supposed to be better now he was out, but instead they had taken a steady nose dive for the worse. At first he couldn’t find a job that would hire him, and then he found that the places that /did/ take him, he didn’t want to be at anyway. He cycled through them like chewing gum, discarded as soon as the flavour disappeared. Or in the case of jobs, as soon as he got bored of them. He refused to open up, to talk to Michelle about how he was feeling. In truth, it was mostly because he was ashamed. He had thrown everything away, and whilst he knew it was worth it, for Michelle, he still felt empty inside without his job, without his reputation, without his honour. Only a few people stood by him. By his decisions. Bauer had been one of them, but Tony couldn’t stand that. He knew Jack would never have made the same move. He could compartmentalize better. He was less emotional. Almeida couldn’t be like him. He never would. Then Michelle left him.  That was the moment his world came crashing down. Until that moment, Tony had found something to hold on for. The drink had helped numb the majority of the shame that he felt, and Michelle took care of the rest. Until she didn’t. She couldn’t handle his silence, nor his alcoholism, and she packed up her things and moved out. Moved on. After that he had no reason to hold back. She was the reason he had no job, she was the reason he had gone to prison, and now…well now he didn’t even have her. The drinking became more and more frequent, and his attendance at work became the square opposite. Never sober enough to experience withdrawals or a hangover, Tony made it through most of his days on the sofa watching television, or sitting alone in his local bar, wishing the hours away until he could pass out on his couch and do it all over again. It was one of those nights he’d chosen to go to his bar, sipping beer until they kicked him out at closing time, and stumbling along the pavement as the night air caused him to draw his jacket closer around him, tugging the zip right up to his neck. He whistled to himself, tugging his car keys from his pocket and swinging them around his finger a few times. It was the noise that attracted the attention of the police officer on patrol, but it was Almeida’s attempt to unlock his car that really caused him to pay attention. Shaking hands tried once, twice, three times to place the key in the lock before it slipped from his hands, falling onto the ground. “Dammit.” He muttered, leaning down to scoop them up and try again. He didn’t get a second chance, approached by the man in blue and asked to turn over his keys and walk himself home. When Tony refused to comply, he was taken into holding, only to be released into the custody of someone who would take him home, and make sure he got there safely. The police didn’t want a drink-driving accident on their hands, nor did they want Almeida stumbling into the road on his way back.  “Who did you say you wanted to call?” There was only one name that came to his mind in his drunken state, and only one person Tony knew would come through for him. Michelle certainly wouldn’t pick him up, and most of the friends he had in this area still looked down on him as a traitor to this country. “Jack Bauer.” He mumbled, reciting the number he had memorized without even knowing he’d done so. 

Sliding down the wall of the holding cell, Tony tipped his head back against the cool wall and closed his eyes. He just hoped Jack was still in town, knowing that his new job with the Secretary of Defense could take him from LA at any given moment. If Jack didn’t show up, he had no one, and he’d be forced to face a night in here, alone with his thoughts and without alcohol to comfort him. It had been months since he’d last spent a night sober, and he wasn’t sure he was up to it today. Nor was he so sure that his arresting officer would be so sympathetic when he started to experience the withdrawal symptoms that were already playing on the back of his mind. How had it got to this? How had Tony Almeida slipped so damn far? At this point, he didn’t know.  All he knew was that he just wanted to go home.

[damnitjack]

                                The following events                                  take place  between                                  2:00AM  & 3:00AM                                    on July 11, 2006.

                                    x| events occur in real time |x

          Working for Secretary Heller was peaceful. That was the only way Jack could describe it after spending the majority of his adult life at war. It was an extreme change of pace, but sometimes Jack was completely out of step. There were times when he’d reach for a weapon he didn’t carry anymore, or at a loud sound nearly tackle Heller to protect him even though the sound was a car back firing. It wrecked havoc on his nerves because he previously knew that something big would happen but now was stuck in this limbo where he knew nothing would but was still on edge to wait. It was exhausting, if Jack was being honest, but he masked it well. 

          Then there was Audrey who, while was never inappropriate, still had feeling for Jack. It would be a lie to say he didn’t have feeling back. She was a beautiful, smart, amazing woman. But Jack just couldn’t handle that right now. He had been sober for awhile now, but he still felt like he was a mess. A new job that kept his anxiety ampped up, newly sober, still struggling with some things. He wasn’t going to pull her into that.

           A lot of Jack’s time was spent in the air now. He flew all over the place with & without Heller. Sometimes he was sent out to do his job on his own, sometimes he went with Heller. He maintained his residence in LA because that’s where Kim was, but he also had a place in DC. While Jack was coming into LA he got the phone call from a police office who arrested a drunk man that requested Jack be called. Before the name was said Jack knew who it was.

          “An Anthony Almeida.”

          Hearing the name was a stab int he chest. His breathing stopped for a moment before he confirmed that he’d come get Tony, but that it might be a little while because he was just flying into LA. They hung up, & Jack looked out the window to see them coming into LA. He couldn’t believe this. He had been worried about Tony, but there was only so much that could be done for someone who didn’t want help. Tony effeminately didn’t want help. Then Michelle left & Jack was sure Tony had fallen apart, but again...Tony didn’t want anything from Jack. To be honest though he missed Tony, & had a happen of trying to call him when he’d had a bit too much to drink or it was late & he couldn’t sleep. Jack was jarred out of his thoughts when the wheels hit the ground. He frowned & looked at his watch

                                                    2:27:46AM

          Once Jack was off the plane he got into the provided car but instead of going to his hotel he went to the police station that Tony was being held at. After he parked he sat in the car for a few minutes. He took the halo knife out of his pocket before getting out of the car & going into the station. They ID’ed him & sent him back. He requested a few minutes alone before they let Tony out. As Jack walked back he undid his tie & stuffed it in his pocket, leaving the top few buttons of the nice, crisp white Oxford shirt undone. He was still in his suit from work that day. At CTU he had rarely worn a suit. 

          The officer sent Jack around the corner to Tony’s cell. He stepped into the hall & spotted Tony before Tony ever looked up. It broke Jack’s heart in so many ways to see Tony likes this. He looked utterly broken, lost, addicted. Jack had been there once. But he never thought it’d be Tony like this. Jack never thought he’d lose his best friend this way. He walked near silently & stopped in front of the cell.

          “Weird being on the other side of these bars, isn’t it?” Jack said in lieu of a greeting. He looked at Tony with a stoic mask in place, his voice giving away none of his emotion. This is how he’d gotten through most of his interrogations. “You know, honestly...always thought this would be reversed. I’d be in your place, & you’d be coming to get me.” He looked down, his arms winding through the bars so he could lean. “What the hell are you doing, Tony?

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the wedding date (2005)

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the first character i ever fell in love with:

a character that i used to love/like, but now do not:

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my ultimate favorite character™:

prettiest character:

my most hated character:

my OTP:

my NOTP:

favorite episode:

saddest death:

favorite season:

least favorite season:

character that everyone else in the fandom loves, but i hate:

my ‘you’re piece of trash, but you’re still a fave’ fave:

my ‘beautiful cinnamon roll who deserves better than this’ fave:

my ‘this ship is wrong, nasty, and makes me want to cleanse my soul, but i still love it’ ship:

my ‘they’re kind of cute, and i lowkey ship them, but i’m not too invested’ ship’:

[damnitjack]

@ithoughtyoumightcall they do! Its like my favorite gif of them tbh. So you are sold? You're gonna make a Tony???¿

[damnitjack]

@gildedson listen to Kee @ithoughtyoumightcall Idk if I'm JB good but He needs you, and so do it.

[damnitjack]

@ithoughtyoumightcall I learned all about how to use coercive techniques from our good friend Jack Bauer. :)

[damnitjack]

@ithoughtyoumightcall YES IT DOES AND THEY DESERVE TO BE HAPPY.

[damnitjack]

@ithoughtyoumightcall tempt you? These babies belong together.

[damnitjack]

@ithoughtyoumightcall ummm then you should. The heart wants what the heart beats.

[kidpoliticus]

Jack working SVU instead of CTu.

[damnitjack]

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[damnitjack]

I can’t. Jack’s Point Break AU doe.

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