Circumstances
Now this scenario has always played around in my head while watching the show, but it was pretty rough and fragmented when it first formed, but now I've got a fairly good idea on the kind of direction I wanna see this fic taking. So without further interruption here it is and I hope you'll like it guys.
Disclaimer : Don't own Jack or Kate but like every jater I wish to God I did, especially now lol.
Enjoy
Intro
"So why are we here again?" he grumbled as he reluctantly willed his feet to follow the small man a few feet ahead of him.
"We're here for the obvious reason Shepherd, and that's all you need to know." the small man shot back as he walked further into the tunnel of the hatch.
A few strides later and they were stepping foot in a room surrounded by small surveillance screens, each one keeping track of another connected location, but what caught the man's attention was the very evident activity on the fourth one when it was switched on.
All he could see of this location was someone lying on a bed and minutes later his sights were graciously awarded with a second figure barely showing any clear physical resemblance at first, but her sudden tending to the dormant figure on the bed gave her spectator the chance to finally figure out who she was.
"She's cute." The tall man mused while the smaller man next to him just continued to stare on at the screen in his own creepy way.
"It's her." the small creepy man muttered in a sudden moment of clear realisation of what he had been told of this woman, more importantly what she specialised in.
"What about her Ben?"
"You'll see in time Jack." he replied while turning off the screens wearing a combined look of accomplishment and hope while Jack just wore one of utter confusion while following the man he had come to respect and regard as an authority figure in a place he had learned to call home for the last three years.
2 months later
The last thing she remembered was running away from an unexplainable surrounding whisper, and now she was here handcuffed and imprisoned within a glass barricaded cell.
Where was she?
Where were her friends?
They were the obvious questions to ask in a situation like this, and she was off the metallic bench she was originally placed on in no time to try and get some answers as to why she was brought here.
Despite the handicap the cuffs offered, she still tried her best to find a plausible way out of this prison, but she was stopped short when the door a few feet away from her cell opened to reveal a casually dressed man holding a tray of food, and adorning an expression of calm despite the circumstances.
"Hello Kate, I'm Jack."
So what's the verdict guys? Interesting enough to continue?