Hey:) I'm here for the last chapter of I'll be your Hero. Let me know in a review if you think I should create a sequel or not.
Shh. it's ok" He said, his voice barley a whisper. Even when the train was passed and gone he didn't let go, he didn't want to. She didn't want him to. Now they just lay there, the two of them together. It felt so right. Being in Jacks arms made Kim feel so safe, a feeling she hadn't received in a while. Even though it's only been a few hours, to the two of them, it's felt like an eternity. Keeping a protective arm around her, he helped himself then Kim up. He then pulled her in for another hug, just to remind him that she was safe.
"Thank you Jack" She said softly.
"I'd do anything for you Kim" He stared into her eyes as she grew a weak smile. "Lets get you home" He said before picking her up, bridal style.
"Jack!" Kim shrieked, before he carried her into the forest. She rested her head into his shoulder as he walked. It was about a mile and a half to the car, but Jack didn't mind. Kim wasn't that heavy. It took the two of them a lot longer on the way back then it did on the way there. Jack looked down at Kim, she had fallen asleep. The exhaustion had hit her. Jack continued to carry her when his phone rang.
"Hmm. How am I going to do this." He said to himself. He sat there listing to his phone interrupted the dead silence of the forest. He continued to think for a moment then he just sat down, making sure Kim was conferrable with her head in his lap. "Hello?"
"Jack! Where are you?"
"Oh my gosh you called me Jack..."
"Sorry.. Anderson! Where are you? Is Kim ok?" Jack laughed at Clarkes panicked voice on the other end.
"Yeah" He said removing the hair off of Kim's sleeping face "She's fine."
"Oh thank god" Jack heard Smith mutter.
"Where are you?" Clarke asked.
"Walking back through the forest.."
"Really! We just got to the tracks" Clarke wined. Jack let out a laugh.
"You never did like cross country did you?"
"No! I hated it!"
"Meet you back at the cars." Jack said before hanging up the phone. He gently picked Kim up and continued walking. It took them a solid half an hour to get back to the car. Exavier was passed out in the back of the one Clarke and Smith had arrived in. He opened the car door and carefully placed her in the passengers seat. He said down in drivers seat and turned up the heat. Kim was in nothing but a strapless dress, he had managed to keep her warm with his body heat, but Jack couldn't imagine how cold she must of been before that.
"I'm taking Kim home, see you at the agency." He texted Clarke. Then, Jack put the car in drive and was gone.
"Like father like son" Jack muttered to himself. He stood in the same square looking into a room where Clarke sat screaming at Exavier.
"You bring Kim home?" Smith asked as she walked into the room.
"Not yet. They need to collect a statement at the hospital part of the agency, I'm heading there next"
"You did good today Anderson"
"We did good today" He put his arm around her pulling her into a hug. They stood there for a few moments her had in his chest, and his chin rested on her head.
"Uh, Anderson?"
"I'm so tired" He said stumbling away. Smith stood there and laughed at him. "What time is it?"
"About 5" She informed. Jack let out a groan. "I'm going to go see Kim. That cool?" He nodded his head as she headed out of the room. Jack stood there and continued to watch Clarke scream at Exavier. Exavier said some smart as remark and Clarke flipped the table in front of him and stormed out of the room.
"I want his head on a stick" Clarke exclaimed as he stood beside Jack. He just laughed at his remark and Clarke looked at him confused.
"Sorry I'm tired."
"He's not admitting to anything, but we have Kim as a witness. No judge is going to set him free, there is no way he's walking out of here. Chief called me earlier, told me to tell you X is in CIA custody and is getting the death penalty later tonight. Would you like to tell Exavier or shall I receive the honor?"
"No, I got this." Jack said. He gave Clarke a pat on the back before exiting the square. He opened the heavy door to the interrogation room and took a seat across from Exavier.
"Well hello there"
"Hello Exavier"
"Anderson" Exavier replied. You could hear the hatred in his voice. Hearing this, a devilish grin grew on Jack face.
"The game is over Exavier, and I am certain I won. Got to hand it to you though, extremely well executed. One mistake, you underestimated who you were screwing with."
"I don't think I did..."
"Really? If that was the case Kim would be dead and you and your father would be far, far away. But, instead, your father is being killed later tonight, Kim is going to be just fine and your going to jail for the rest of your stupid life"
"M-My father..."
"He's being punished for his stupidity."
"This isn't over"
"Oh, I beg to differ Exavier. And I won"
"You see Anderson, the game is never over."
"Yeah well whatever helps you sleep at night in the hell whole where your going to be spending the rest of your life." Jack gave Exavier a wink before heading for the door.
"Watch you back Anderson..." He said stiffly. His eyes were glaring at Jack, with full hatred.
"No need." He opened the door and stepped out. Before the door closed he popped his head back in the room. "Oh, I'll visit you in jail.." He shut the heavy door and walked back into the square to be greated by Clarke laughing. He gave him a high five then pulled him into a bro hug.
"We did it!"
"Yeah we did!" A sigh of relief fell over the two boys.
"To Kim?"
"Please." They left the square and began down the hall. After a few lefts and right and about five minutes of walking the arrived in the infirmary part of the agency. They opened a door labeled 7 to see Smith chatting with Kim. They were laughing at some joke Smith had made before the boys had entered the room. Jack smiled at the look of a smile on Kim's face. How he missed that smile.
"Hey" Kim said between breaths from laughing.
"What joke did we miss?" Clarke asked confused.
"Oh nothing!" Smith said standing up.
"How you feeling Kim?" Clarke asked.
"A lot better, thank you" She said softly. He bent over giving her a hug.
"Come on Clarke, let's give the two of them some privacy." Smith said making a face at Kim, this made the smile on her face grow bigger "We shall be back to say goodbye before you leave" Smith pushed Clarke out the door before exiting herself. Jack and Kim stood there in silence for a few minutes just looking at each other.
"Hey" Jack said quietly before walked closer towards her.
"He speaks!" Kim exclaimed. Jack let out a laugh.
"How are you feeling?"
"Beaten and bruised, but I'm no longer tied to a train track so I'm a lot better." You could hear a sarcastic ring to her voice. Jack began laughing. He opened up his mouth to say something, but ended up just laughing some more. "What?"
"Nothing, it's just, with everything that happened you still manage to smile. How?"
"I'm alive aren't I? I get to go home and see my mother, and continue the job I just got promoted to. Besides, I got you see... You." Kim explained. She said the last extremely shyly. Jack didn't respond right away, he walked over to her taking a seat beside her on the hospital bed placing his hand beside her.
"I'm so sorry Kim" He sighed. He sat there and stared into her beautiful brown eyes.
"Don't be" Kim placed her hand on top of his "If I could re-due this whole situation I wouldn't change a thing" Jack had nothing to say to that. It was true though, because of everything that had happened over the past day and a bit, she was re-united with Jack. She missed him so much but never let herself admit that. As terrifying as it was being tied to a train track waiting for a train to come a kill you, Jack had saved her. He was truly her knight in shining armor, he always had been. And knowing the reason why he had just left the middle of grade 11, she wasn't mad. If he was her knight in shining armor, then could this be her fairytale? And was Jack her happy ending? Suddenly, she found herself being pulled towards Jack who was currently leaning in, their faces inches apart.
"Kim you will be happy to know" The doctor started when he entered the room. Jack instantly pulled away from her which left Kim with a depressed facial expression. The doctor knew he had interrupted something, but decided not to address it because that would just make the situation awkward. " That um, you have no major injuries, just a few bruises, so you're free to leave whenever you'd like. I wouldn't suggest you take it easy for the next few weeks, but other than that you should be fine"
"Lets get you home" Jack said with a smile. Kim returned it. He carefully helped her out of bed and placed his arm around her waist. The two of them walked through the agency into the garage where Jacks personal car was parked. There stood Smith and Clarke awaiting one last goodbye. Kim pulled Clarke into a hug and thanked him for everything he had done for her. Then there was Smith, she pulled Smith in for one very long, girly hug. They had gotten really close over the past day and she wasn't ready to say goodbye yet. She wiped a single tear from her eye as Jack helped Kim in the passengers seat and he took a seat in the drivers. Kim was now back in the same clothes she was in when Jack found her in the ally. He was in a black t-shirt in jeans. Jack put the car in Drive and pulled out of the agency.
Kim turned around to take one last look at the agency before Jack drove away. From the outside, it was just another building, you'd never guess what actually went on in there. She turned to look at Jack who's expressionless face was planted on the dark road ahead. It was about 5:30 in the morning, the sun hasn't come up yet. They drove in silence until they reached Kim's driveway. Jack quickly undid his seatbelt and hopped out of the car. Kim went to undo her seatbelt, but the pain in her shoulder slowed her down. When she did, she turned around to see that her door was already opened and Jack was standing there with an outstretched hand.
"Thanks" She mumbled. Kim took his hand as he lifted her out of the car and closed the door behind her. She went to take a step but after sitting for so long, her legs couldn't take the weight of her body. She felt her knees beginning to buckle and mentally prepared herself for the pain of hitting the ground, but Jack caught her before she did. He picked her up bridal style and carried her to he porch. He put her down and was about to knock on the when it opened before he had the chance to.
"Jack Anderson!"
"Mrs. Crawford!" He exclaimed before pulling Kim's mom into a hug.
"It's been to long Jack! It's so good to see you. Look at you! Your so grown up now!"
"And you haven't aged a day" Mrs. Crawford gave him a shove as the two of them sat there laughing. Kim did a face palm and let out a sigh.
"Mom what are you doing up?"
"Pffft. I don't sleep!" She said with the same sarcastic ring in her voice Kim always has. Like mother, like daughter.
"I'll be there in a minute ok?" She said pulling her mom closer to the door.
"Ok, ok! I got it, Mom's not wanted!" She exclaimed before walking towards the door. She retraced her steps back and brought her face up to Kim's ear. "If you don't kiss him I will so get on that!" She whisperd.
"MOM" Kim screamed. Herself and Jack watched her re-entered the house laughing hysterically. Jack let out a laugh after a few moments of silence.
"Hasn't changed a bit." He joked.
"She has, actually. I moved out here because she was ill. She's a lot better now. Clearly she's gotten her personality back."
"I'm sorry"
"It's ok, you were a bit... occupied." Kim replied softly. They sat there in a few more moments ok silence. "Bye Jack" Was all she said before she turned around and went to walk away. There was no responce, Jack just let out a sigh and started down the steps of the porch. Kim began turning the doorknob then she froze. Jack's steps had stopped.
"No" He said quietly.
"Pardon?"
"No" Jack repeated, a little louder this time. He turned to face her and walked back up the steps for he was now standing in front of her. "I don't want this to be goodbye."
"What do you mean Jack?"
"Goodbye means leaving and leaving means forgetting. I said goodbye once Kim, not by choice. But I'm not saying goodbye again. Kim I-" He stopped in mid sentence. He was interrupted. By Kim grabbing both sides of his head and crashing her lips aginst his. He instantly wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her closer. They just stood there, and kissed. But that was all, just a simple kiss. A gentle, passionate, loving kiss that lasted only 10 seconds. They slowly pulled away.
"That was a really nice way of telling me to shut up" Jack joked. Kim let her hands slide down from the sides of Jacks face to his shoulders. His hands were still protectively placed on her hips. She looked to the side, cheeks burning with embarrassment and she began to laugh.
"See you soon Jack" She teased carefully letting go of him and slowly making her way to the door.
"How soon?"
"Hopefully very." Was all she said before she opened the door and disappeared inside. Jack continued to stand on her porch collecting his thoughts and processing what had just happened for who knows how long. He finally found the motivation the move, forcing himself down the driveway and into him car. He put the car in drive and started away. It took him five minutes before he realized he really couldn't concentrate at all and forced himself to pull over. He sat there, hands frozen on the wheel, car parked at the side of an abandoned road. He sat there thinking about what just happened, about everything that just happened. It all seemed so surreal. Like it hadn't even happened at all, like it was all a dream and he was about to wake up back in grade 11 the day before he left for the agency. In a way, he wish he did, just wake up. This whole experience has been such an eye opener, if only he had realized that when he was younger, then maybe he would of had that kiss a long time ago. He let out a laugh at that realization.
"I just kissed Kim Crawford" She said to himself. With a smile on his face he put the car back in drive and headed back to his apartment.
Jack had gone home and passed out in what felt like to be the comfiest bed he ever felt; his own. He woke up to the sound of his cell phone buzzing. It was the alarm he had set earlier that day for 6 pm. He got himself up and dragged himself to the agency. When he got there he was greeted by Clarke who directed him over to the to the Chief who was standing there talking to Commander White.
"Agent" Chief greeted.
"Chief" Jack responded shaking his hand.
"Well done on the mission Agent" Chief said. Jack stood there with a confused look on his face. "What's wrong?"
"To be totally honest I thought I screwed up royally with the whole Kim thing, and you were going to nicely force me into early retirement" Jack explained. Chief began laughing and was about to say something when the Commander stopped him. Chief have him a nod and toke a step back. Commander took a few steps closer to Jack so he was now standing in front of him.
"Anderson, to be totally honest, I didn't like you. I thought you weren't ready, emotionally and physically and you were to immature to handle it. So, not only did you prove me completely wrong, you managed to overcome exceptionally every obstacle that was thrown at you in the process. You completed the mission perfectly and kept the innocent civilian that does by the name of Kimberly, safe. I would not like to force you into retirement, but in fact the opposite. I would like you to become a primary agent because frankly, the skills you've proven over the past few days, is exactly what we are looking for in agents."
"Thank you so much Commander" Jack said shaking his hand. A sigh of relief fell over his body, losing this job would of killed him.
"So what do you say?"
"I'd love to become a Primary Agent"
"Alright, we shall be in touch" Commander said before he left down the hall. Jack said goodbye to Clarke who decided to go home for the night and finally get some rest. He wanted to go home to, but he had some unfinished business to attend to. He walked though hallways of the agency until he reached a specific room he was looking for. He carefully wrote his name in the black book, so he could be counted as a witness. Two large Agents let him enter the room. It was small. About 20 chairs, 10 in the front, 10 in the back were set up facing a room that lied behind a large, glass screen. Jack took a seat in the front row middle section. The room was dead silent, Jack slowed down his breathing because be able to hear it was making him uncomfortable. He found himself clutching the armrests when X walked out from the other side of the glass.
He was dressed in orange. Jack watched as the handcuffs were pulled off of him and he was gestured to a chair. A few men dressed in white scrambled around the room but Jack didn't care. His glare never left the evil smile placed on X's face that sat there and looked back at him. It felt like hours, the two of them sat there staring at each other until one of them broke. Jack didn't, but X was forced to. A helmet was placed on his head, and a black vale made the evil grin on his face disappear. He watched as the men dressed in white injected fluid to the IV that they had attached to X's arms. X's clenched fists slowly turned motionless.
Exavier's cold words "The game is never over" Rang through Jacks head before he got up and went home.
The End! I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope you were happy with the ending, let me know what you think or if you think I should write a sequel. I left a few doors opened in case I decided I wanted to. But, that is the end, Thank you so much for reading and reviewing. Let me know what you think of everything in a final review. :) Thanks to everyone so much, and make sure to check out some of my other stories! :)
