If you have not read the first two, you may want to before you read this one!!

1) Reflections - complete

2) Recession – complete

3) Regret – complete

4) Rapture – in progress

5) Revenge – coming soon

6) Reunion – coming soon

NOTE: See if you can pick up a little dialog that Shales says here that Mahone uses later in the episode "Rendezvous.". I thought it may add a little irony to the show.

Regret

Thinking back, I suppose that I cannot entirely blame The Company for everything that has happened. Because, when it boils right down to it, it was because I let my temper get the best of me.

Oscar Shales.

The man I had hunted down for so long. He brutally raped, beat, and murdered women. Everyday I missed catching him, the body count grew. It became a sort of sick, twisted game. He would be only one step ahead of me. I would think: "This is it. I got him." Then, just like that, he would vanish into the shadows, only to resurface as a news bulletin, announcing the death of yet another victim.

It was like he was punishing me. Mocking me for my incompetence. My inability to do my job. The closer I got to him, the more people he would kill.

Finally, one day, I got him. I followed him into an old, abandoned warehouse. After nearly an hour of playing cat and mouse, I trapped him. I cornered him in the back of the building. My gun was aimed directly at his head, a mere two feet away. Part of me screamed: "Shoot!" The other part of me, my conscience, said more calmly: "Don't be stupid. Arrest him, bring him in, and be done with it."

He must have seen me hesitate because his face distorted in a sick, evil smirk.

"You can't do it," he growled, "You don't have it in you. You see, Mahone, I don't have the same reservations you do. You can't kill. And that is what it is going to take to stop me."

Suddenly, images of the women he murdered flashed before my eyes. I knew then that I could not let this man kill again.

"Come on, Mahone," he taunted, smirk never leaving his face, "You'd better shoot me now or I'll find another pretty girl and it'll be all your fault. 'Cause you didn't have the guts to do what it takes to stop me."

I began to sweat nervously. I had no idea what to do. As the internal battle continued to rage in my head, he continued to goad me on.

"What's the name of that pretty little wife of yours?" he asked, face distorted in a cruel smile, "Pam, isn't it?"

All thoughts of sanity and self-control vanished at the sound of my wife's name coming from this monster's lips. Without another moment of hesitation, I pulled the trigger.

Little did I know that later I would regret that decision for the rest of my life.

please review!!!! Anyone pick up on that dialog???