The map had taken them to Paris. Lights from the Eiffel Tower shone through the window of the hotel room. The window was open slightly, letting the cool night air in, the curtain blowing. The humm of people on the street below, taking in the beauty of Paris at night, could be heard. But he didn't care.

"Jonathan, really," Mystery Woman said, as she casually walked towards him.

Jonathan was holding the gun, had it pointed at her head.

"You can't leave, and you won't shoot me," Mystery Woman said, and she gave him a sad smile.

"Really, and why's that?" Jonathan asked, still holding the gun on her.

"Because, you wouldn't want anything to happen to your brother," she said, and she smiled as Jonathan put the gun down on a nearby table.

"What...what do you mean?" Jonathan demanded, and all of a sudden, like a flood, the memory of his last words to Cameron, his brother, his twin, came back to him, thundering inside his head.

Jonathan remembered that night Cam had come to see him, wanting to break him out. Jonathan could see Cam's face so clearly in front of him, when he had told his brother, "I don't want to escape with you!"

He remembered the look of hurt and surprise on Cam's face. Part of Jonathan had wanted nothing more than to let Cam break him out and be on the run with his brother, traveling the world, going somewhere where they could start over. But then all of the promises that Cam had made, they had all come back, every single one of them, flooding his memory and making him so angry that he couldn't see straight. Cam had been having the time of his life playing FBI agent while his brother, his twin brother had been rotting away in prison. Well, now Cam could get a taste of what he had been going through.

"If you're quite done daydreaming, Jonathan, I've got something here to show you," Mystery Woman said, holding up a tablet so that Jonathan could see the screen.

"Cameron," Jonathan breathed, "what is this?"

"You see, I knew that you would try and betray me somewhere along the way, so once you left your brother to rot in prison in your place, I had a couple of my people keep an eye on him, just in case."

Cameron was sitting in Jonathan's cell, absentmindedly throwing playing cards against the wall. When the cell door opened and three guards came in, one of them roughly got Cameron to his feet, and Cameron, thinking that maybe he(Jonathan) had a phone call, was completely caught off guard when the second guard punched him in the stomach, sending him stumbling backwards. He fell to the floor, as the third guard kicked him.

"STOP!" Jonathan screamed, knowing that the men couldn't hear him.

"Make them stop," Jonathan pleaded with Mystery Woman.

"You hold all the cards here, Jonathan, I'll tell my people to stop once you give me back the map and agree to play by my rules." Mystery Woman said, and her eyes were as cold as steel when Jonathan looked up at her.

"Fine...fine," Jonathan screamed at her, taking the map from his jacket pocket and throwing it to her.

"There, now was that so hard," MW said, as she pressed a secret button on the tablet, that caused the lights in Jonathan's(now Cameron's) cell to flicker briefly, telling the guards to stop.

Jonathan simply glared up at her with hardened eyes. What had he done.

That night, Jonathan was in his hotel room sitting on the bed, thinking about Cam, alone, in the dark(he had always been terrorifed of small, dark places) with no one to help him. Jonathan had to do something, MW thought that she held all of the cards, but he still had one trick up his sleeve. And so, he grabbed his phone from the night table and quickly brought up the video that he had made of himself confessing to knocking Cam out and leaving him alone in prison. Even though he knew that she'd probably never forgive him, they probably all never would, he had to save his brother. So, after letting out a deep breath, he wrote a quick email and attached the video before sending it off to Dina.