You're Never Alone
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything, even after all this time.
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews everyone! As I said, this is my last chapter. The wait is finally over! I hope you all enjoyed the story and I hope you enjoy the way I ended it. Thanks again! On with the story, for the last time...
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That was it! That's where he was. Just as he promised, Jack had taken her the next day to see it, and she still remembered the route. She went as fast as she could. Thank god that it wasn't far away.
After fifteen minutes, she arrived. She pulled up the car and there he was. He was sitting on the ground, looking at the river and throwing the occasional rock into the water. She turned off the engine and got out. He didn't turn around. He didn't even acknowledge that she was there.
As she walked towards him, he got up and turned around. "Sam, get out of here." He said in a calm voice. His hair stuck up in odd places. He wore the same clothes that he had on yesterday. His shirt was wrinkled and not tucked in and his tie was no longer there. Bags were under his eyes and his cheeks were stained with tears.
"I'm not leaving. I want to know what's wrong with you." She stopped.
He walked up to her, but not too close, distancing himself from the waves. "Go."
"I'm not leaving."
"Dammit Sam, leave!"
"Jack! Just tell me how to help you! Tell me what's wrong!" Tears began to flood her eyes and her vision became blurred.
"You wanna help me?!"
"Yes!"
"Well, then leave!"
"I'm not leaving you!"
"Then I'll leave!" He pulled out his gun from his holster and rested the barrel against his temple. He placed his index finger in front the trigger.
"Jack, don't do this!" She took a couple of cautious steps towards him.
"Why shouldn't I?! I have nothing to live for anymore! My life is a living hell! Hell!" He shouted.
"Please Jack, don't!"
"I can't see my girls anymore! I'm failing at my job, the only thing that was left for me! Sam, there's nothing else! My life is a mess! A fucking mess! And you can't help me with that! It was my own doing! So, why not just let me go?!" He began to weep. "Just let me get it over with!"
"Jack! There are people who care about you and you're not a failure!" She cautiously advanced, with arms raised, and stared at the gun.
"Not a failure?! I couldn't even keep a solid marriage! I had to ruin it! Now what do I have?! Nothing! I have nothing!"
"Jack please!" She pleaded with tears falling from her eyes.
"Just let me do this Sam! Go!" In one swift move, she took the gun out of Jack's hand and threw it at the ground as he was going to press the trigger. She opened her arms and grabbed him into a tight embrace. "Let me go, Sam! Let me do this! For the sake of everyone!"
"I'm not letting you go!" She placed a hand on the back of his neck. He sobbed into her shoulder. "I'm not letting you go." She said softer this time.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tighter. "Sam, please..." He pleaded through sobs.
"I'm not gonna ever let you go," She buried her face into his shoulder and began to shed tears. "I'll always be here.
"Sam..."
She lifted her head. "Don't you get it?! I don't want you to go Jack Malone."
"Just let me do this. Please..."
"I'm not. I love you too much to let you do this to yourself."
"If you loved me you'd let me do this." He replaced his head on her shoulder, his actions contradicting what he said. Secretly, he was glad she came along. He lifted his head from her shoulder and looked at her.
She cupped his cheek and wiped the tear that had freshly fallen. "I love you and I'm always going to be here for you."
He replaced his head and held her tighter, holding on for his life. "I love you too." He mumbled into her shoulder. "I love you too."
The End!