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I woke up the next morning and dressed in a navy blue suit, a light blue button-up, and a dark blue tie. Alexis had called several times that morning, but I was already late getting up that morning that I did not answer. I grabbed a coffee and left the apartment.


I knocked on the door of the house and waited. Ted opened the door and pulled me into the mad house. Cameramen, lighting technicians, and make-up artists were running around the house.

"Your father is in the kitchen and Barbara is on her way. You have make-up in the dining room." He said guiding me to the dining room and sitting me down in the chair.

After the quick touch-up, I left the station and walked up the stairs to my childhood bedroom. I shut the door and sat down on the bed, taking out my phone. I quickly dialed Alexis's number.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Hey. It's me."

"Hey. What are you doing?" She said.

"Getting ready to do the interview. Are you going to watch it tonight?"

"Of course. We are pretty much going to have a viewing party. My dad wants to see how you to will interact with him. Ryan and Esposito take ever chance they get to talk bad about your father."

"Yea, well, I have a bad feeling about this one, Alexis."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm on edge. Anything could set me off right now."

"He isn't worth it, Jasper. It's better to take the high rode."

"This rode only goes one direction, Alexis."

"Please, don't get yourself killed."

"I can't promise you that." I said as the door opened.

"Barbara is downstairs. They are ready." Ted said peaking his head through.

"I'll be right there." I said. "Listen, I gotta go."

"Ok. Good luck. I love you."

"Love you too." I said hanging up. I walked towards the door, placing my hand on the doorknob. I took deep breaths and slowly twisted the doorknob open.

"Miss Walters, it's very nice to finally meet you." I said walking up to the woman and shaking her hand.

"Please call me Barbara, it's very nice to meet you as well."

"I am very sorry that I had to miss the last opportunity."

"It's not a problem. You are a busy man. Shall we?" She said pointing to the couch where my father sat.

"Of course." I said sitting. "Dad." I said acknowledging him.

"Jasper." He said acknowledging me.

The producers took their seats and cameramen called action.

"Next on our list, Senator Bracken and his son, Jasper."

"You two have had an eventful year. Senator, you passed a huge bill in legislation and an attempt on your life was made. Japer, you won the New York City council election becoming the youngest council member in history. How does it feel to be known as New York City's golden boy?"

"The people of New York City have been very welcoming to my ideas and reforms. They make the job worth it, you know I'm doing this to not only fulfill my dreams but also to make other's possible."

"You seem like you have a good head on you. Who do you get that from?"

"I don't think I get that from anyone. I know right from wrong and I learned that over time."

"Senator, you spoke out against his campaign early on. Have your views changed?"

"That's a hard question to answer. From a political stand point, no. From a personal stand point, yes. My son has proved that he can handle situations." My father said.

"So, what you are saying is that the democratic party feels threatened by me." I interrupted.

"No, Jasper, I'm not saying that at all." He said coldly.

"Or are you saying that politics are more important than your family because two days after Mom was murdered, you seemed more than eager to start doing tell all interviews."

"Cool it." He said through his teeth.

"I see that there is tension between you two." She observed.

"We don't see eye to eye sometimes." He said calmly.

"Sometimes? More like all the time." I scoffed.

"Why are you angry?" She asked pointedly at me.

"I'm angry because the American people, and me, are tired of hearing lies come out politicians, people that we vote into office. Politicians take every chance they can get for a photo op or sympathy. He is lying to every single one of you right now and I'm done." I say standing up.

"Jasper." He said grabbing my wrist.

I swung around and hit him in the jaw, eliciting a gasp from Barbara and the crew. "Don't touch me." I buttoned my jacket and walked out of the living room. I opened the front door when I heard him say to Ted, "I want charges pressed."


I walked into my apartment and changed hurriedly into a white t-shirt, jeans, and a leather jacket. I grabbed a baseball cap and walked out of the apartment, but not before writing down the address to the compound and levying on the counter. Just in case something happened and I needed to be found.

It was six o'clock. I'm sure that the story of my assault has already been circulating on the news and in two, the interview will be televised. The police were probably already at my apartment searching for me. Miss White had called several times already and left voicemails asking where I was.


I walked into the bar that I visited the night before and sat down at the counter. The latino man that served me the night before had a visible bruise on the side of his face. He walked over to me and asked politely what I would like to drink. I told him a scotch, I needed a little liquid courage.


A little over two hours and three scotches later, my phone buzzed with an incoming message. I looked down and Alexis had just texted me letting me know that the interview was about to start. I didn't respond, knowing in a few minutes she would be calling.

Right on schedule, about ten minutes later, Alexis called.

"Hello?"

"Hey." I said sipping at the scotch.

"I just saw the interview, Jasper. Social media is going nuts right now and everyone here is going crazy."

"Glad I could put on a show."

"Have you been drinking?"

"Yep." I said laying down a twenty and walking out of the bar, going towards the address.

"Do you know that you are also wanted by the law right now as well?"

"Yep."

"Go down to the twelfth, I'm getting my dad and Kate to drive me down there."

"I'm not going there, Alexis."

"Jasper…" She said, I could hear the voices in the background get louder. She probably put me on speaker.

"No. This ends tonight. I'm done being afraid. I'm done hiding."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I love you and that if anything happens to me that he is responsible."

"Jasper…what are you doing?"

"I gotta go." I said stopping in front of the gate.

"Jasper, I know that you are hurting right now, but don't do anything irrational." Beckett's voice came across the speaker.

I got tired of all the voices and thinking. I took the phone and threw it against the ground, it shattering into pieces. I walked past the mess and up to the guard who was standing in front of the gate.

"I'm here to see Mr. Simmons."