Chapter 1
Part 2
It was 5 o'clock in the morning when Jack woke to the voice of someone calling his name. When he found the energy to open his eyes, he was greeted with the sight of Director Kendall and Dr. Barnett standing in his room. They were looking extremely distraught. He knew immediately that there would be only one reason for these two people to be visiting him. He sat up quickly and asked, "What is it? Where's Sydney?"
"Jack," Kendall started slowly, "there was a fire at her house. Her roommate, Francine Calfo is missing. Will Tippin was found unconscious in the bathroom. He had been stabbed."
Kendall was finding it hard to continue. He turned to Dr. Barnett for support. She nodded at him that he was doing fine and he should continue.
"There was a body found in Sydney's bedroom. It was burned, beyond recognition. Michael Vaughn confirmed that the jewelry on the body was Sydney's."
Jack's jaw muscles flinched. At first, he said nothing. He just stared at Kendall. He was trying to figure out if he was really awake, or if he was dreaming. When he saw the first ray of the day's sun starting to break through his window, he knew that he was not dreaming.
When he was able to speak, he simply asked, "Where is she?"
Kendall realized that he had been holding his breath. He inhaled and told Jack, "The body is at the CIA morgue. They're running DNA tests for a positive confirmation."
"Do you know who's responsible?" Jack inquired.
"No, not yet, but we have every available agent working on it." Kendall assured him.
Jack pulled his hand away, as Dr. Barnett tried to touch him, "Jack, I know that right now..."
"Don't," he said, before she had a chance to say anything more.
Not ready to give up so easily, Dr. Barnett continued, "Jack, you need to..."
"I need you to leave," he said without any signs of emotion.
Hearing the detachment in his voice, Dr. Barnett knew that there was no way to offer comfort. "Alright, but here's my private number. Call me anytime, day or night," she told him as she laid the paper on his bedside table.
"Kendall," Jack called out, as the two started to leave his room.
"Yes?" he answered.
"I'll be in at about one, for my debrief on Sloane," he told him.
"Jack, you don't have to."
Ignoring Kendall's concern, Jack continued, "When I get there, I want to see all the reports that you have."
Knowing that there was no point in arguing with him, Kendall told him, "Alright, Jack. You'll have what I have."
Jack then looked away and pushed the button for the nurse. While he waited for the nurse to answer his page, he rubbed the bridge of his nose, trying to relieve the pressure that was building inside his head.
TBC
Part 2
It was 5 o'clock in the morning when Jack woke to the voice of someone calling his name. When he found the energy to open his eyes, he was greeted with the sight of Director Kendall and Dr. Barnett standing in his room. They were looking extremely distraught. He knew immediately that there would be only one reason for these two people to be visiting him. He sat up quickly and asked, "What is it? Where's Sydney?"
"Jack," Kendall started slowly, "there was a fire at her house. Her roommate, Francine Calfo is missing. Will Tippin was found unconscious in the bathroom. He had been stabbed."
Kendall was finding it hard to continue. He turned to Dr. Barnett for support. She nodded at him that he was doing fine and he should continue.
"There was a body found in Sydney's bedroom. It was burned, beyond recognition. Michael Vaughn confirmed that the jewelry on the body was Sydney's."
Jack's jaw muscles flinched. At first, he said nothing. He just stared at Kendall. He was trying to figure out if he was really awake, or if he was dreaming. When he saw the first ray of the day's sun starting to break through his window, he knew that he was not dreaming.
When he was able to speak, he simply asked, "Where is she?"
Kendall realized that he had been holding his breath. He inhaled and told Jack, "The body is at the CIA morgue. They're running DNA tests for a positive confirmation."
"Do you know who's responsible?" Jack inquired.
"No, not yet, but we have every available agent working on it." Kendall assured him.
Jack pulled his hand away, as Dr. Barnett tried to touch him, "Jack, I know that right now..."
"Don't," he said, before she had a chance to say anything more.
Not ready to give up so easily, Dr. Barnett continued, "Jack, you need to..."
"I need you to leave," he said without any signs of emotion.
Hearing the detachment in his voice, Dr. Barnett knew that there was no way to offer comfort. "Alright, but here's my private number. Call me anytime, day or night," she told him as she laid the paper on his bedside table.
"Kendall," Jack called out, as the two started to leave his room.
"Yes?" he answered.
"I'll be in at about one, for my debrief on Sloane," he told him.
"Jack, you don't have to."
Ignoring Kendall's concern, Jack continued, "When I get there, I want to see all the reports that you have."
Knowing that there was no point in arguing with him, Kendall told him, "Alright, Jack. You'll have what I have."
Jack then looked away and pushed the button for the nurse. While he waited for the nurse to answer his page, he rubbed the bridge of his nose, trying to relieve the pressure that was building inside his head.
TBC
