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Bobby screeched to a halt in the empty car park, slammed his car door and headed straight for the information desk.

'Yo!'

There was no one there. He slung his head round the desk impatiently, muttering obscenities as he looked. He rang the bell furiously.

'Anybody! Jesus…'

Still no one emerged.

'Fine, you want somethin done…'

He moved round the other side of the table. Turning to the desk he realised that was a lost cause as a bundle of papers lay scattered gathering dust ; evidently there wasn't much record of who checks in. He turned to the wall, seeing that only three keys were gone; room 4, 16 and 11.

He rushed out the door along the railing outside. Room 4. He leapt the fence and burst through the unlocked door.

'Ja - Oh Jesus Mary and Joseph!'

'What the fuck, get out of here man!'

Bobby shut the door faster than he had opened it.

'Fuck me.'

He continued on his way, up the stairs to the upper floor. Room 11. This time he knocked.

'Yo! Jack!'

The door didn't open for a while and Bobby continued to pound on it. All of a sudden a tall, thin and unhealthy looking woman was standing before him.

'Who is it?'

She turned her head over her shoulder,

'Some guy.'

'Jesus. Tell him to piss off and get your ass back here!'

Bobby, now over the initial shock of her appearance grinned at her,

'Sorry to be disturbin. Enjoy.'

The woman rolled her eyes and the door shut on his face.

He moved onto the next room.

'Jack.'

He tested the door, it was open. Peeking his head in, he scanned the room. No sex here at least. His eyes fell to the wretched figure on the floor.

'Jack!'

He ran over, realising his nakedness, he grabbed the sheet off the bed and slung it over Jacks battered body, saving them both a little embarrassment when he woke up. He shook his shoulder urgently.

'Jack? Wake up.'

Jack groaned and tried to shrug Bobby off.

'Na Jack. You gotta wake up.'

His eyes opened sleepily, focusing slowly on Bobby's face. He looked scared and guilty as tears began forming in his eyes. Bobby helped to sit him up, easily seeing that he was in pain as he groaned and twisted his body awkwardly to avoid the discomfort in his torso.

'Jesus Jack. Whattya do?'

He gave Jack the once over; noting several unhealthy components to his person. For one, he stank. He was also sweating, had dried blood on his face and new bruises on his stomach, in particular, his old stab wound looked newly irritated.

'Bobby. I'm sorry. I didn- I…I could….'

Bobby grabbed his arms, helping to support his weight. He ducked his head so he was looking into the teens downcast eyes. With a furrowed brow he questioned him again.

'What happened, Jackie? Start from the beginning.'

Jack couldn't meet his eyes, he continued to stare downward.

'Evelyn said she had to meet with Pam. Lots to talk about, she said. She was gunna send me back, I knew she would. It had gone too well for too long and there was no way I was gunna be able to stay and no way I was gunna not exist again. I couldn't be government property anymore. I left and….' He took a shaky breath and continued hesitantly, gradually gaining confidence and aggression. 'I-I needed a hit. I needed coke…. Shit. I still need coke. I always need coke and I don't know how to stop wanting to get fucking high!'

'God, Jack.'

Bobby's voice was no more than a whisper. He was disappointed in himself for not seeing the signs sooner. For leaving when he was needed most. For being another person to abandon Jack in a time of need; but he was here now and he wouldn't leave him like this again.

'I – uh – I got picked up. He would give me money or coke. He was fucked up Bobby. It was like being back in my old homes again. So angry.'

'Jack.'

Bobby couldn't think what to say as he sat there gaping at his brother.

'He did this,' he gestured to his body, 'but I blacked out and I rang you as soon as I woke up' He turned his panicked gaze to Bobby's eyes searching for forgiveness and reassurance. 'I'm sorry Bobby. I fucked up. I don't know what to do. I got nothin and I…God, I'm so fuckin stupid'

'No.'

The eldest Mercer held Jacks head between his hands, grasping his neck tightly, so Jack couldn't escape the intense honesty in his gaze or voice.

'I am here. You always got me.'

He pulled Jacks head toward him, planting a kiss in the mass of unkempt hair.

'I love you man. Ok.'

He felt Jacks head nod under his firm grip and he released his head, letting it spring back. He stood up before Jack and filled the room with his lively voice again.

'Ok. This is what we're gunna do. If you can get any clean water out of those taps then go shower….in fact, even dirty water will do.'

Jack grinned, well aware of his grubby appearance and foul stench.

'I'm gunna get your shit together; find you a nice little outfit for today that aint so,'

he signalled to the sheet Jack was currently wearing while searching for the right word, '…breezy. And then we gunna get some brunch. Sound good?'

Jack nodded and took the hand Bobby offered to him. Feeling embarrassed as he realised Bobby had most defiantly seen his penis and also grateful when he realised he had covered him up to avoid embarrassment. He scuttled off to the bathroom, attempting to hide any hint of pain in his walk.

As soon as Jack was safely out of sight in the bathroom, Bobby released a desperate sigh and dropped to the bed, holding his head in his hands. He looked toward the bathroom door and as soon as he heard the water sputtering from the shower, he dialled home.

'Hey.'

'Angel!'

Angel sounded unsure and a little scared when he realised who the caller was.

'Bobby?'

'It's cool Angel. I know about Jack, I'm with him now.'

'What!'

'Yeah, he rang me. I came down to get him.'

'Are you fuckin kiddin me! I been dialin him like non-stop since he left.'

'Angel. Does ma know he's gone?'

'Na, she was at a friends last night and I don't wanna tell her.'

'Cool. I am gunna bring him back, but he was freaked man. Been into some bad shit, I'll tell ya bout it later. Ok.'

'K. So I'll just tell mum you came back and took him out for the day?'

Bobby rolled his eyes.

'Grow a pair Angel. We gotta tell her what happened.'

There was a pause and Bobby could almost hear Angel searching for an argument against or an excuse out.

'Do I gotta tell her though. Cant we tell her later…together?'

'Together my ass Angel!'

'Na, I swear. I'll tell her with you.'

'K, man. I'm gunna calm him down first, be back soon.'

'Cool, bye!'

'You better be there when I get home, man.'

The dial tone replied to his threat. He sat on the bed for a while longer, resting his head on the phone which he clasped in both hands. He spared a peak at the bathroom door.

I'm gunna make this right Jack. I'm gunna make you right.

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