Jack sits with a pen and an expression on his face that not even he would have recognized or accepted a long time ago.
He’s amused and the grin was threatening to rip his face apart at the seams.
It isn’t however one for the members of the team, ignoring that one of them is his own flesh and blood. They actually were rather annoying today and that was why officially he was in his own office with the door closed and the glare he gave left no room for doubt that anyone who came in after him, was destined to be the next grease spot on the director’s floor.
Turning his attention back onto the paper, he began to write.
Having had custody of my two grandchildren, I wanted to thank you for taking them off of my hands for that half hour before I either ripped my own leg off and bludgeoned myself with it or else sent my two grandchildren into a small European country as a form of mass destruction.
I never knew that one small cookie could have wound them up so bad.
But for the joy that you bring into Isabel and my namesake’s life, I have only one small thing to complain about.
What kind of name is Barney for a dinosaur of your size?
Character: Jack Bristow
Fandom: Alias
Word Count: 236