You're Never Alone
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A/N: Thanks again for the reviews. Just a few more chapters to go...
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Sam,
I'm sorry for everything I've caused you. I hope that in time you can forgive me. I'm writing you this letter because I can't deal with this hurt I have inside of me anymore. I can't deal with the mess that I've allowed my life to become. It's all too much for me. I know I've caused you a lot of pain and I can't forgive myself for that. I never meant to hurt you. I'm not doing this because of you, but me. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm lost. I'm broken. And since my life is ruined, I know that if I stay I'll just ruin the lives of the people around me. I love you and I'll always love you till the end of time.
Love,
Jack
Tears surfaced in his eyes as he signed his name. He folded the letter and placed it inside and envelope along with his ring. He stood up and took one last look at his office. A tear rolled down his cheek as he made his way towards Sam's desk. He placed the letter in the middle of her desk, knowing that she wouldn't miss it. He took in the smell of her lingering scent one last time and left...for good.
Sam woke up the next morning to the sound of her alarm clock. She had hardly gotten any sleep the night before. She tossed and turned the entire night thinking about Jack. She walked over to the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee while she got dressed.
When she finished, she grabbed her cup of coffee, and headed out towards the subway. She had gotten used to the subway these past days, with her car in the parking lot of the Bureau. Besides, the buzz of people was good for her.
When she arrived at her stop, she got out and walked towards the FBI Building. As she reached the main entrance, she looked across the street and saw Jack's car. He probably didn't sleep at all last night. She thought as she approached the main door. She swiped her card and entered.
Up on the twelfth floor, it was an average day. The office was not extremely busy as other times. On her way to the bullpen, she instinctively looked into Jack's office. No one was there. She found it odd because his car had been there and he was always the first one in the office. She walked up to the bullpen and saw Danny.
"Hey Danny" She said as she closed the distance between her and her desk.
"Hey." Danny said as he looked up from his computer screen.
"Have you seen Jack?"
"No, why?"
"Because I just checked in his office and he's not there, but his car's outside."
"Hm...that's weird. Well, maybe he's in the break room or something."
"Maybe." She said as she sat at her desk.
"How'd it go last night?" Danny asked as he spun his chair around.
"We um...we found her, but we were too late." Her voice was shaky and she stared out into space.
"Where?"
"Some abandoned warehouse in the middle of no where."
"I'm sorry, Sam. I know how much you wanted to find her."
"I'm sorry too." She looked down at her desk and found an oddly-placed, white envelope. "Did you put this here?" She said as she lifted up the envelope and showed Danny, trying to change the subject.
"Nope."
She lifted the envelope again and realized that there was more than just paper in there. She tore the top open and looked inside. Jack's ring. He never took this off. She thought to herself, puzzled. She picked up the letter that was inside opened it. She picked up the ring in her other hand and held it as she read the letter. Tears began to well up in her eyes. She needed to go find him. She stood up, grabbed her car keys from her desk drawer, and left a confused-looking Danny behind.
TBC...
