A/N: This is what I would like for Season 5 and 6 to be like. LOST doesn't belong to me, J.J Abrams, Damon Lindelof, and ABC Studios owns it and their characters. I'm just simply borrowing them.
Chapter One: Start of Plan B
The usual busy streets of Los Angeles were empty in the dead of night. If Jack wasn't a man who believed that things just happened because they did, that their wasn't a divine power altering things to fit a greater purpose. He would think that the streets were meant to be empty.
So they wouldn't witness the crime he was about to commit. Because he was sure their was a law written for this kind of thing.
"Now I've seen the kind of car you've driving Jack, and I doubt we'll have any room for the casket, so we'll just take John." Ben said eyeing the dead leader.
Jack looked away from his vantage point from the back alley to stare at Ben, who was eyeing Locke with utter fascination.
"Should I bring the car down the alley?"
Ben turned his attention to the daze and emotionally tired doctor, "Yes that would make this a whole lot easier on the three of us."
Jack said nothing as he headed back the way he came in to get his car. He pulled right in the alley and stopped the car as he reached the entrance through the back. Jack stepped out of the car, not bothering to turn it off, he opened the back door of the car and headed back inside. He wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible.
"You're a bit stronger than I am Jack, you take the upper body, I take his legs." Ben instructed him further.
Jack hesitated taking a hold of Locke, so many things had happened between the two, on island and off. All of which he blamed himself for. Him and his stubbornness.
"I'm so sorry." Jack whispered to himself and the now dead Locke.
Ben heard every word, but for once did not bother to comment. After Jack's brief hesitation and apology, both men took hold of their respective parts and gently lifted John off his wooded prison. They quietly and slowly walked towards the car. Ben maneuvered himself inside the range rover bringing Locke inside with him. After all of Locke's frame was placed in the back passenger seats, Ben exited through the other end, as Jack closed the door of his end.
"So now what?" Jack asked the shorter man.
Ben smirked at him, "You don't know how many times I've wanted to hear you say that Jack. I honestly hoped you would have changed your mind back when you were staying with us in the barracks."
"I'm not in the mood for this Ben, all I want is for all of this to be over." Jack said miserably.
Ben took pity on the once put together man, "Even if you die in the process Jack?"
Jack turned his attention to the nightly sky. He couldn't see a shiny star, that was one of the things he had noticed once he had returned to the city after his duration in the island and in Hawaii, it was something he missed greatly.
"Yes Ben even if I die in the process."
Ben nodded his head, trying very hard to hide his trademark smile, "Then lets get started Jack, because we have a lot to do in a small amount of time. John has a limited amount of time before his chances of ever coming back alive run out."
Jack entered the car and waited for Ben to the same, once he did he pulled out of the ally.
"Now Jack listen to me, from here on out I don't want any of your cynical close off mind interfering with this mission. Everything and everyone counts in order for any of my plans to work. Do I have your word?"
Jack watched the headlight ahead of him flicker on and off, everything that didn't happen to sane people had happened to him in the past few months. Could he possible handle more unexplained, unanswered things happen to him without him completely losing his mind?
"On one condition Ben." Jack began, "If anyone aside from me dies for no reason whatsoever, the mission is off."
"That's a condition I can follow. After your countless suicide attempts Jack haven't you noticed that the island doesn't want you, for that matter any of you six dead?" Ben asked.
Jack turned his attention the motionless dead body, "If that's so, why is he back there dead?"
"Didn't I agree to your condition? So you really shouldn't expect an answer for that question. Not yet anyways. Now head towards this address, I have two people waiting for us there." Ben said handing him a piece of paper.
Jack took hold of it and read it to himself, knowing full well where they were heading.
"You could have simply directed the address to me."
Ben shook his head looking at the passing scenery, "I can't have the off chance that someone has bugged your car."
"No one is interested in what I'm up to, I'm just an alcoholic surgeon, nothing worth tuning in for."
"Don't forget to add drug addict to that list. And trust me Jack someone has it in for you, more like a few." Ben added.
Jack didn't bother to ask him who, he no longer cared about his well being. He just continued driving to their destination. Hoping everything went according to Ben's plans.
He would almost have his piece of mind, even if he had to die to achieve it.
Summary For Next Chapter: Ben is not the only one recruiting help to get to the island. Charles Widmore was made an offer he just couldn't refuse. But will he have the upper hand, or will Sun?
A/N: Let me know what you think, should I continue it or not?