The AD listened intently to everything that Jeffrey and Alex were discussing. He was worried that Jeffrey's focus was on the attack and not the drug deal, but he knew that if he had to, he could get somebody else to question Alex again later. He listened as Alex gave a detailed account of Sandy's rape, and it would've made him sick to the stomach if he wasn't so used to hearing these kinds of things on such a regular basis.

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Jeffrey felt like he was going to be sick, but he didn't show it. The cavalier attitude with which Alex discussed everything was almost as bad as the level of Jack's hate, and, in some abstract way, even less understandable. He was confused by some of the details, though. And he knew that he had to ask some more questions. "So…" he said, after Alex had finished recounting the attack. "You're the one who knocked him onto the ground?"

"Yes…" Alex said. "I'm the one…"

Jeffrey raised an eyebrow, completely confused. "So… You were wearing Jack's badge on your pants?"

"No…" Alex said. "Jack was wearing his badge… I was wearing the badge that he gave me…"

"He gave you a badge?"

"Yes… He said that its owner wouldn't miss it for one night…"

"Why?"

Alex swallowed nervously, hesitant to say any more.

"Alex, if I find out that you are leaving out crucial details, then I will not hesitate to pull the plug on this deal…"

Alex's eyes shifted as he thought.

"They will discharge you from the hospital and send you right back into the cell with Jack…."

Alex turned his gaze back to Jeffrey.

"And he will continue to beat on you until you're dead…"

"He said… He said…" Alex stuttered. "He said…"

"HE SAID WHAT?" Jeffrey spat.

"He said that if we wore the badges it would make an impact… He… He said that the lighting on the docks was just right… He said he'd studied something… I think… I think he said… PTSD… I think that's what he called it… He said there was a very specific type of PTSD and that he wanted to see if he could manipulate the situation so that he could purposely orchestrate a case of it… He said that since the little bitch was being fucked by an FBI agent and he didn't even know it… He said that it would hurt him even more when he found out…"

Jeffrey was completely appalled, and if he hadn't been trained otherwise, his jaw would've dropped open at that moment. Now, there was something they never taught you about at Quantico. He had never heard of anything so sick and sadistic in his life, at least, not first hand. He knew that Jack had specialized in psychological profiling, so he probably did know the ins and outs of the human psyche better than most FBI agents, but still… How could somebody be that vengeful?

Alex noticed Jeffrey's silence, knowing full well that the more sinister details of the case were wearing on the agent. "So…" he said, attempting to pull Jeffery out of his thoughts. "Are we done here?" he asked.

"No…" Jeffrey replied. "We've discussed the rape… Now, I want all the details of the drug deal…"

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The AD was relieved to hear Jeffrey say that. He sat back at his desk, more relaxed now that Jeffrey was going to get the information that was really important, and listened.

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