The next day arrived and Jack found himself walking into the police station that held Laura and Frank. At first he wasn't going to come. He had been determined never to sit eyes on his mother ever again, but there was this need he felt. A need for some sort of closure and unfortunately, he knew that his mother was the only person who could give him that. He hated it, but it was an undeniable fact. He had to know the details of his father's death. He couldn't just let it go.

Keeping his face void of any sign of emotion, he walked up to the head desk, where a lady police officer was sitting in front of a computer, typing away. He cleared his throat a few times to gain her attention.

"Oh my, you're Jack Dawson," The police officer stared. She had heard that his mother and stepfather were in lock up, but she hadn't expected for the singer to show up here. She had been pretty sure that he wanted nothing to do with the two prisoners and who could blame him.

"Yes, I am. I am here to see a prisoner. Laura Dawson."

The officer typed some more on the keyboard and her eyes lit up. "She's here. They had brought her in last night, but bail still hasn't been set..."

"That's okay. I'm not here to bail her out. I just want to visit her," Jack pushed his hair back out of his eyes, realizing that he needed another haircut. "Is that possible?"

The officer looked at the screen and shook her head. "There's nothing here saying that it's not. You can see her at any time."

"Well now would be great."

The officer picked up the phone and dialed a number. She looked at Jack as a guard picked up. "Laura Dawson has a visitor. Can you get the room ready? It's her son. Jack Dawson. Yes, the Jack Dawson. Ok, I'll take him back. Thank you."

The officer got up out of her chair and beckoned for Jack to follow. "Come with me, Mr. Dawson. I'll take you to the visitation area. It's just a room with a table and chairs, so you should have some privacy."

"Thank you," Jack nodded, following the officer to the back of the station. He looked around with wide eyes. When he was a child, he had always wondered what this part of the police station looked like. It was exactly how it pictured it, with jail cells lining the wall, some having prisoners behind them, staring at him with curious eyes. He frowned as he saw Laura approach in handcuffs. A guard was with her, tightly gripping her arm so she couldn't try to escape.

Jack watched as Laura was seated in one of the chairs and then he took the chair across from her. For a few minutes, he just looked at her, trying to gather what he wanted to say in his head. He wanted to clear all of it out now before completely closing the door on her part of his past.

Laura was the first to speak. She had some time to think and go over all of her past actions and realized just how horrible of a person she really was. Not only to Jack, but to Albert as well. She had put her love for Frank above everything, even her own son and now no one would believe that she had nothing to do with what Frank had done to the twins. No one would believe that she simply didn't know. That she wouldn't have stood for it. After all, she had stood by and let the man nearly kill her firstborn. Why would she bother to protect the twins?

"I didn't expect you to come here."

Jack's glare was hard and cold, telling her that she was not going to get any sympathy from him. She had done too much to him and the people that he loved, especially his fiancee. "I'm surprised too. I wasn't planning to come."

"Why did you?"

"I...I guess I was curious. I know you had no regret on what Frank did to me. But what about the twins? How could you allow him to hurt them? And my dad...the only thing he did wrong was love you. He didn't deserve to die. Have you no remorse for what you did to him? Or is Frank the only thing that matters to you?"

Laura looked down at her cuffed hands and then raised her eyes to meet her son's. Blue eyes, just like his father's. It was like Albert was there, demanding answers, asking why she helped Frank end his life.

"I didn't know about the twins. That is the honest truth. I would nver have allowed him to hurt them. I thought...I thought that since they were his, he would spare them. I was wrong. I should have known that if he was capable if doing that to one boy, he would do it to them too. I'm surprised that he had left Emilie alone."

"And my dad?"

"Jack...he wouldn't give me the divorce. No matter what I did. He knew about Frank. He knew that Emilie and the twins were Frank's...but he still refused to give me the divorce. He was being spiteful. I even made it clear that I'd give him his son to raise, if he would just release me...but he wouldn't. So we did what we felt that we had to do. It was..."

"If you dare say it was his fault," Jack interrupted, gritting his teeth in all of his anger. "You took my father from me! Then you replaced him with a man that rather see me dead than spit on me and despite all of that, I had still loved you! You were my mother! I thought that you would love and protect me but you didn't! You chose him over your own flesh and blood! What kind of mother does that?!"

Tears slid down her cheeks as she looked away from him. For a second, she saw that teenage boy that she had betrayed time and again. A boy that had lost his father and had only wanted his mother to love him. Then she blinked and the boy was gone and all she saw was the man he had grown into. A man full of anger and betrayal, but the love that was once there, it was long gone.

"I don't have an explanation, Jack. If you're looking for one, you are wasting your time."

Jack just sarcastically laughed and shook his head. "Do you want to know what the worse of it was? Even after he had nearly killed me that horrible night. The night where Molly, my real mother, saved me...like my father, I still loved you. Despite what you did, but unlike my dad, I wasn't a glutton for punishment. It was clear that you didn't want me. So I stayed far away for as long as possible.

"But what really gets me is...that after I finally found something good and pure and unconditional, you and Frank come back and tried to take her from me. Like you had any right!"

Laura looked back up at her son, who just glared hatefully at her. "Rose..."

"Yes. Rose. You dared to take her from me, as if I'd let you get away with that."

"It was Frank's idea...I tried to talk him out of it..."

"Then you tied her to that fucking post and he used that whip on her! Do you know how much I want to kill you right now for that? You can come after me and do whatever you want to me, but you and that fucking monster were to keep your hands off Rose! She has nothing to do with you!"

"Jack...I know you're angry. You have every right to be. But I swear to you, I wasn't a part of what he did to Rose. I had no idea that he would do such a thing to her."

"You knew he kidnapped her. You were the one that tied her to that post. What did you think he was going to do to her? Are you really that stupid?!"

The silence he recieved was all the answer he needed.

"You really are," Jack shook his head, wondering how in the world was this his mother?

"I can only ask for your forgiveness..."

"Well you don't have it. I would rather not see you again...but I have to make sure that you and Frank pay for what you did to my father, Rose, and those boys. I am going to make sure that your days of getting away with evil are long over and that neither of you can hurt anyone else again!"

"I'm your mother Jack!"

Jack got to his feet and looked at her with cold, hard eyes. It was hard to remember when he had ever had any kind feelings for this woman. "No you're not. You're just an egg donor. My real mother is Molly. She loved and took care of me when you wouldn't. She protected me when there was no one else to do so. She is everything that you never were and it baffles my mind why my father chose someone like you over her."

"Jack..."

"Don't worry, Laura. You'll always have Frank. You can roast in hell together," Jack turned around and walked over to and knocked on the door to be let out. He had said all that he had needed to say. Now he could close the door on that chapter of his life and move on to a new one. One that would include Rose and his siblings. Soon, Laura and Frank will be no more than a bad dream for all of them.

...

Jack returned to the hospital to find Molly sitting by Rose's side. He blinked, shocked to find her there. The last time he had checked, she was still in California.

"Molly? When did you get here?" Jack questioned, not bothering to hide his surprise.

"Fabri called and told me all that had happened. I tied up things at the office and came as soon as I could! I found Rose here all awake but lonely and you nowhere in sight," Molly went over to embrace him in a tight hug. "Where did you go?"

"I had an errand to run. I was hoping to be back before she woke back up."

"I wasn't awake for long, don't worry about it," Rose yawned, rubbing her eyes a little. "I may be going back to sleep again..."

"Get as much sleep as you need, sweetie. The doctor said that means that you're healing well," He went to her bedside and gently took her hand.

"I don't want to. I'll go to sleep and you'll go away again," Rose pouted. She really was tired of sleeping. She rather remain awake and talk with Molly and hold hands with her fiancee and start up the plans for her future once again.

"I'm not going anywhere this time. I just needed to do something, but now that's done so I have nowhere else to go," Jack leaned down and gave her a quick kiss.

"Well, I'm not sleepy, but when I do feel sleepy I won't fight it. I promise," Rose smiled up at him. "Now tell us. Where did you go?"

"It had to be important if it dragged you away from your girl. I was thinking that wild horses wouldn't be able to drag you away," Molly chuckled.

Jack sighed. He had hoped to not have to think about the meeting with Laura for a while, but he couldn't keep this to himself. After all, Molly had loved his father. In his mind, she should have been his mother, not Laura.

"I went to see the woman that gave birth to me. I wanted to find out if she regretted killing my father and why she didn't stop Frank from hurting the twins."

"Oh Jack," Rose gasped in dismay. She had hoped that he would never have to sit eyes on that woman again.

"Wait...did you just say that she killed Albert?" Molly's eyes widened as her face went ten shades of pale. Of course she had suspected, but to have it confirmed literally broke her heart.

Jack nodded, his face grim. "Frank bragged about how she came up with the idea of messing with his brakes and how he deserved it. I had to give my gun to Tommy and take Rose from him in order to keep from shooting them both."

Tears shined in Molly's eyes. She had loved Jack's father more than anything. It had nearly killed her when she had heard of the car accident that had taken his life. She had always suspected Laura of having something to do with it. Now, years later, it was confirmed and all she could do was cry. "Oh Albert...oh Albert...why didn't you just let go of that evil woman?"

His heart breaking for the woman that he thought of as his mother, Jack went to Molly and hugged her tightly, wishing that he could change things for her. He knew that she had been in love with his father. That she had never stopped mourning his death. Now she finally knew why the accident happened. Hopefully they both can see justice served.

"I also told her off about kidnapping Rose and how she treated me. She had the gall to ask me to forgive her. Like she cared."

"You didn't, did you?" Molly frowned. That woman did not deserve any forgiveness for what she had done to Albert and his son. None at all.

"Of course not. Every time I remember finding Rose tied to that post," Jack shook his head, pushing the image back into the recesses of his mind.

"Jack, don't. Don't think about that anymore. You came for me, I'm safe now. Let's just concentrate on the wedding for now on," Rose reached her hand out to him, wanting him by her side. She didn't want to admit it, but she felt safer with him close by. She felt like nothing could get to her as long as he was near. Of course, she was going to have to work through that. She couldn't go through life glued to Jack's side, but for now she didn't want him too far away.

Jack was back by her side, holding her hand and kissing her cheek. "As you wish, sweetie."

Molly smiled at the couple. Poor Albert may be gone, but his son was still here and he was happy. Happier than she had ever seen him. Rose was that happiness. That was as clear as day now and Molly was going to make sure that nothing came in between Jack and his happiness. Not the past, or any threat in the future. No matter what, Jack and Rose will be together forever.