roleplay: deniabilities

[damnits]

Jack had been in a meeting when his phone rang. He silenced it and hoped whoever it was left a message. As soon as he was done he checked to see who the call was from, expecting Kim but pleasantly surprised to see it was Janet. He listened to the voicemail, before checking the time and calling her.

He poured himself a drink and settled in as the phone rang. She very well could have gone to bed early, or be busy. It was a chance he took in calling her. He was always glad to hear from her, their night together not the entire factor in that.

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[deniabilities]

Janet felt incredibly strange calling Jack. She didn't know him that well; one drink and a one-night stand was barely scratching the surface. They were about one step up from strangers, unless she counted the small talk they had made in her bed after they had finished with each other.

But she wasn't sure who else to call. She felt terrible burdening her team at the FBI with her problems (even though they had told her that it wasn't a burden). Jack was a fresh face outside of her world. In a time when her world seemed to be getting more and more tangled, she had thought it was a good thing to talk to someone outside of all that baggage. Someone who had an unbiased perspective and who she could confide in without it getting back to anyone.

He was on the other side of the country. She might never physically see him again. In that way, he had plausible deniability.

It was getting late when her phone rang; she was three hours ahead of him, and already laying in her bed, watching something random on TV. She was glad that he had called her back, balancing the phone on her bare shoulder. "Hi, Jack," she said softly. "I'm glad you called. Do you...can I talk to you about something?"

Her voice sounded worn. It had been a long day, but he knew all about long days.

[damnits]

He sat up hearing the way her voice sounded, which made him automatically put on a listener's ear. He hoped to see her again, even if it was just a friendly meet up. He spoke without hesitation.

"You can talk to me about anything. Anytime you need an ear Janet. What's wrong?"

[deniabilities]

"Something at work."

Janet exhaled. She had come off the edge of an anxiety attack, thanks to having a closed-door talk with her team and them showing their support for her. But she was still at a loss as to what to do, and she needed to make a decision.

"Do you know who my father is?" she asked. Just like Jack was infamous for all that he had done, there was a possibility he had heard of her father, who had been one of ten people arrested in a massive Chicago stock fraud scheme. It had made national news, and well, they did share a first name.

If he didn't know, she'd tell him, and hope that he didn't regret sleeping with the daughter of a convicted felon.