CH 14 Like Father Like Son

"Jack, we have a situation regarding Ben and the rest of his team. Their mission was compromised."

"Details."

"His team was deployed to the Gaza Strip 5 months ago. Around the time Peyton and her team kidnapped Sydney. Sources indicate that the team was ambushed."

"Continue."

"Well, basically we believe that there is a connection to all of this. Between, Peyton, Prophet 5 and Sloane's involvement. I think we are close to getting a lead as to where the team is being held."

"Have you interrogate Irena?" I notice Laura look down when I said her name. She was upset. She knows something is wrong.

"Yes, but she's refusing to cooperate."

"As expected. What about Peyton?"

"The same."

"I think that they are wanting to draw you and Sydney back in for some reason."

"Oddly seems that way. Too convenient."

"Ok, keep me posted."

I end the call, not hearing anything that I wanted to. I could see Lilly sitting in the back seat with a serious look on her face. I'm lost in thought until Laura interrupts me.

"Jack, something is wrong isn't it?"

"I'm working on it. We should have his location soon."

"Yes, by why would 'she' be involved?"

"That would be the question of the day sweetheart."

"So what are you going to tell Caitlin?"

"That I don't know. I need more details before I get her upset over something."

We pulled into the driveway and headed up to the house. Sydney, Caitlin and Carrie were all chatting. Lilly was right about her. She was a hottie. I looked over at Laura. I could tell that she we worrying about Ben.

"Hey, it's going to be ok." I whisper in her ear and kiss her cheek. "We've come this far to have anyone hurt us any longer. I'm going to take care of this and I'm done. For good. Retiring. I promise."

"Caitlin won't deal well if anything happens to him."

I briefed Sydney on the situation privately. I told her I needed to ask Michael somethings. She informed me that he and Jonathan went outside. I headed out to find him. I had a few questions for him regarding Prophet 5. I stopped short when I heard them arguing.

"So Michael did you think that I'd never find out?"

"Listen, I knew that you'd eventually find your dad, but seriously you need to understand why I didn't tell you I knew he was alive."

"You knew that the only reason I became an agent was to find out the truth about him and Sydney. You've known his whereabouts the entire time. You better have a good reason why you didn't tell me."

"I was given orders not to. That's why they sent me to be your handler and that's all you need to know."

"They, who are they? You know I'm beginning to wonder just who the hell you really work for! At one time I thought that you and I were working for the same cause. Were you actually my handler or were you sent to keep me finding out the truth?"

"Let's just put it this way, my goal is to protect my family and how I do that is none of your business. The truth is really none of your business for that matter."

"The truth is none of MY business? Well let's put it this way, when I do find out the truth, you'll be the first to know. You didn't have this family until a few months ago, what was your excuse 4 years ago? I'm assuming that this girlfriend of yours that died was Sydney? Care to enlighten me on that?"

"We thought that she died in a fire. Jack went a little off the deep end considering he thought his only daughter just died. He ended up running back to Irena for 'support'. That got him landed in jail for about a year."

"If you would have told me I could have helped him. Saved him the pain of dealing with Irena. So what do you think he's going to do when he finds out that you knew about the rest of his missing family? Or is that just it, he was never supposed to find out the truth about us? You knew all along that Irena and my mom were two totally different people and you chose not to tell either one of us. Hell even Sydney. I'm sure she's going to love this."

"They aren't going to find out. Jonathan, this discussion won't go beyond us. Do you hear me?"

"What do you think is going to keep me from telling him or Sydney for that matter?"

"There are more people involved in this than just you and your family. A lot more lives at stake."

"You think that I really give a damn about that? All I care about is my family and how you held information from me, my dad and my sister."

"You need to chill out. All you are is a low level agent. You have no authority,and actually right no, you are being insubordinate of a superior agent. So I suggest you just keep your mouth shut and you'll be fine. Plus how do you think your father's going to feel about junior being an agent?"

"I'm not too worried about that. If I were you, I'd be worried about Jack Bristow snapping your neck and Sydney kicking your ass and never letting her see your daughter again. I've always heard what a bad ass Jack Bristow WAS, you otta see what a bad ass I am, and no that's not a threat oh mighty "superior agent" That's a promise! My dad may be into snapping necks, I just make sure the body is never found."

Jack

I was getting more and more pissed off about this, my son was an agent and my future son-in-law knew about him and Laura and the rest of my family and did absolutely nothing about it. Vaughn is into something deeper than I ever imagined. Sydney asked me to ignore it, so I did. Now I'm no longer ignoring any of this.

This couldn't be happening. Not now. Not when things were finally coming together. I could snap Vaughn's neck for this and I will let John dispose of his body! Does he not realize just how much he's going to hurt Sydney and Isabelle!

I stand there on the other side of the wall on my son's deck in complete shock listening to all of this. They continue to argue back and forth. Jonathan was getting more and more agitated as was I. I decided not to pin Vaughn just yet. He could possibly have more info on all of the issues arising with Ben. I needed to speak to my son. Let him know that we were both on the same side. I hurriedly walk around the corner of the house acting like I never heard a thing.

TBC…

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