Jack left not long after that, not wanting to intrude on their father daughter moment. He hated having to leave her but knew John could protect her better than he could. Jack sighed as he walked through the doors of the mansion he and the others lived at, nearly running into Slenderman himself.

"Hello Jack," Slender said telepathically, "Is everything alright?"

"Hey Slender," Jack replied, "Things are fine. I just had a really intense meeting with Jigsaw."

"Really?" Slender asked curiously, "How did it go?"

"He scares the shit out of me," the cannibal admitted.

"Because of what he does?" Slender said.

"No," Jack said shuddering, "It's what he could do to me if I piss him off that scares me. And I know he would be able to find a way to kill me if I do."

"Why would you need to worry about that anyway?" Slender asked worriedly.

"I normally wouldn't," Jack said, "if it weren't for the fact that I became friends with the girl he has all but adopted as his daughter."

"That would make a very big difference," Slender sighed, "I take it she is human."

"Yeah, she is," Jack answered, "but she's always known about John being Jigsaw. She didn't even freak out when she saw me. Her place kind of became a sanctuary for me when I need to get away from the mansion."

"I had been wondering where you had been disappearing to," Slender said, "As long as you are careful when you are visiting. Do not let Jeffrey know about this. You know how he gets."

"I wasn't planning on it," Jack assured the tall faceless man.

Slenderman nodded and continued to where he was going before Jack ran into him, his office. Jack made his way into his basement room, looking around at all the equipment he had. He wanted to help Sage so badly, but he didn't know how. A transplant wouldn't work because her body would just shut down the new organs.

He honestly couldn't think of anything, short of turning her into a proxy. He would keep that as a last resort option. Jack didn't want Sage subjugated to the bad side of being a proxy, meaning she would have no freedom at all. She was a free-spirited type person. It would tare him apart to see her inner fire destroyed like that.

He had to think of something soon though. She didn't have much longer. He collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep, the days events finally catching up with him.

Back at Sage's condo, John had finally calmed Sage down enough for them to have a descent conversation. He had understood why she hadn't told him anything, but it did not excuse the fact that she kept something from him.

It made him feel like she didn't trust him enough to tell him something like that. He made her promise not to keep anything from him ever again, after he had forbidden her to leave the condo as well as confiscating all her cook books.

She didn't complain when he gathered her cook books and stored them in his condo. It was the price she had to pay for not telling him something he needed to know. Baking had always been a joy for her because she could create things that would bring a smile to John's face.

She felt ashamed for keeping him in the dark like how she did. She swore to herself as well to never keep him in the dark about something again. The two spend the rest of the day in each other's company, relaxing as they watched Tim Burden's: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

By the time the movie had finished, Sage had drifted off deeply into Morpheus's embrace. John picked the young brunet up and carried her into her room, covering her with the comforter. He made sure her favorite velvet plush blanket was in her arms, knowing she loved to cuddle with it.

After he made sure she was going to be alright, he went around turning off all the lights, making sure all the windows were locked and locked the door on his way out. It had been a long day for his little Sage. He needed rest as well. Sage had been right about the stress he was under. He gave a quiet yawn as he entered his condo, locking his door behind him for the night.