My Revenge: Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, but I can still dream, can't I?

A/N: I only mean to bring some kind of closure, if you want to call it that, to those of us who truly loved, or adored the one and only, Jack Deveraux. Thanks to all who reviewed and let me know your thoughts on the story.

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Jennifer could tell by the look on Lexie's face that she held the cold, hard truth she had dreaded. Jennifer was the first to speak. "How is he? Did he make it through?" Lexie looked at her. Heartbreak was evident in her eyes. "Yes…Yes, he made it through surgery…" Jennifer's frown turned upside down in spite of that nagging feeling. She was about to speak when Lexie cut her off. "But," Jennifer knew what was coming, "he has very little, if any, brain activity." Jennifer was aobut to break down. "Which means there's a pretty good risk he won't won't make it."

Lexie had prepared herself fort his. She knew what Jennifer had to be going through, having also recently lost her husband. The worst part of her job was, by far, bringing the horrible news to the awaiting families. She watched as Jennifer emitted tear jerking sobs. Jennifer's world had just been completed, and now it was crashing down. Lexie pulled her closer, and she collapsed in her arms. The one thing Jennifer needed at this point was a shoulder to cry on. She pulled away for a moment. "Can I see him? Please, just one last time?" Lexie agreed and led her to Jack's room.

Jennifer entered and took a seat by his side. She had feared this would happen since the day she learned he was investigating Colin Murphy's murder. It didn't help that he made himself a target for the stalker. 'Why on earth would he say he knew who the killer is on live TV? I made him promise he would drop this whole mess before…Oh God, why didn't I make him keep that promise?' She was overtaken by sobs. She laid her head across Jack's lifeless body. He was still alive in the sense that his great heart was still working, pumping life to the rest of his body, but mentally, he was already gone.

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He entered the gates, and tried to take it all in. It was so bright. Unlike anything he had ever seen before. He had known, on some level, that a place like this existed, but that could only mean one thing. "No, I can't be…" He heard what seemed like footsteps. He spun around with the swiftness of a cat. He had been on edge ever since he had begun investigating Colin's murder. To his relief, it was nothing but a young girl. She reminded him a lot of Abby. She just had this look about her. She looked like she was aout Abby's age, also. "Where am I?" He was hoping he wouldn't get the answer he feared was true. "I think you know." She pointed behind him.

He turned, and a puddle formed on the ground before his very eyes. He looked back, and the girl motioned for him to take a look. He got to his knees. Nothing happened. Silence. Then he heard a soft sobbing. The puddle began to shimmer and ripple. Slowly, a picture formed. He could see a hospital bed, and a woman, oddly familiar, crying over a body that lay limp. She was crying. Why? And why did she look like someone so close to him? The light clicked in his head, and he realized the reality of the situation. "No! This can't be happening. It must be a dream. Yeah, that's it. I've been so wrapped up in my work I must have fallen asleep. This scene has to be because Jennifer has been after me to drop the one big thing I've been after my whole life. Alright Jack. Time to wake up! Come on, we have got to find that killer before it strikes again!"

The image on the puddle changed. Now it was focused on Bo and Hope Brady, in what looked as if to be a waiting room of some sorts. They both had grief stricken faces. Jack had a look of confusion on his face. He couldn't tear his eyes from the mystical screen. Bo was about to speak. "I can't believe this. We had each of the suspects monitored, but yet they all somehow managed to just disappear into thin air! And now look what happened. Whoever it is, mark my words, they are going to pay! For what they did to Abe, Jack, and quite possibly they could be the ones responsible for the attack on us at the fashion show!" Hope was quick to add, "I still can't believe the attacker could be someone we know. I mean, Bo, your father, Victor, is a suspect. His wife, Nicole, is right by his side. Tony is John's brother, and Rex is Marlena's own son. Not to mention her and Roman's daughter Sami. Then of course there's Kate, who is quite possibly the love of Roman's life! And Kate's son, Lucas, is Jennifer's half brother! I can't…This is just too much, Bo!"

Jack couldn't tear his eyes away. Were his ears deceiving him? Did they just say, "The attacks on Abe and Jack?" He was still in a state of denial. There was no way he was leaving Jennifer and Abby. Not after they finally became a family again. After spending all those years apart, he just could not bare to lose them now.

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Lexie opened the door to Jack's room. Jennifer's body was still wracked with sobs. She knew exactly what Jennifer was going through. How hard it is to tear yourself away from the one person you have ever loved. Jennifer's situation was worse, though. Not only did she have to say goodbye to her husband, her one true love, she had to take into consideration a huge decision. If she pulled the plug now, Jack's life would come to an end. If she were to choose not to, Jack would probably stay in this condition for the rest of his life. Of course there was always Jack's living will. He had requested that if he were to be kept alive by a machine and there was no chance for recovery, that he didn't wish to live his life that way. How could Jennifer make this decision?

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A/N: There's chapter two. I'm hoping to finish it in the next chapter, but we'll just see where it takes us. Don't you worry about Jack. He's in good hands, trust me. I would never do anything bad to him. All I'll say about the next chapter is this: Expect anything!