Chapter 11
Noon
Tru walked into the Morgue, slamming the door into the wall behind her. Davis looked up as she walked purposely into the office.
"Hey Tru" He stopped when he saw the look on his face.
"OK, Cliff notes version?" Tru asked, and spoke hurriedly. "The original day, Jack died, asked for help, day rewound for the first time. Day 2, I followed around Jack; he saved an innocent life from death; he had a meeting with my father, which I found out the two were in allegiance and my father proceeds to kill me, when I ask Jack for help and now here we are."
"Wait…what?" Davis said, paling slightly.
"I died. I asked Jack for help. Jack should be meeting me here about…"
"Now," A voice said. Davis and Tru looked over at the door to see Jack leaning against the door jam.
Davis jumped out of his chair and stared at Jack, pure hatred on his face.
"Davis…" Tru said, her voice conveying a warning.
"Chill man. I have the same goal as you guys today." Jack said, smirking at his former boss. Jack stepped into the office and sat down in a chair furthest away from Davis and Tru. Neither of them sat down, they just stared back at him.
"Why is he here again?" Davis asked.
"Because we both asked the other for help and now we're stuck with each other." Tru muttered. Jack smiled charmingly at Tru.
"You know you love me."
"You wish." Tru said, looking disgusted.
"More than you know." Jack said, his eyes softer and Tru stared at him, trying to figure out what he meant.
"Right…" Davis said, staring back and forth between Tru and Jack. "Someone going to fill me in here?"
"I have to talk to my father." Tru said, staring at Jack.
"No." Jack stated, forcibly.
"Yes. I have to. I need to talk to him about"
"Don't you get it! He'll kill you again if he thinks you know. He nearly killed Harrison once before because he found out. Thankfully, it was a rewind day or else you would have lost your brother Tru. What do you think he'll do to you? He killed you once. He won't hesitate to do so again." Jack said, and added "he's not below killing to protect himself. Look what he did to your mother."
"You leave her out of this." Tru sneered.
"I'm trying to get you to not do something stupid." Jack argued.
"He does have a point Tru…" Davis said, cautiously. Tru spun around and faced Davis.
"You're saying I do nothing! My father wants me dead and you say I shouldn't find anything else out?"
"Not if it means your life." Davis said, concern evident on his face. Tru stared at Davis in disbelief.
"Tru, let me handle it." Jack said, his voice soft and his expression stoic.
"Why should I trust you?" Tru said, her voice full of betrayal. "Why should I trust you with anything after what you told me earlier?"
"I can keep him from getting suspicious of you."
"Without it being your death?" Tru asked. "Cuz, that's the reason we're in this mess ya know?"
"I'll handle it."
"How?" Tru asked.
"Whatever way it needs to be done." Jack said, his voice final.
"Let him do it Tru." Davis said, and she turned to look at her boss, turned friend. "You don't want your father to be suspicious."
"Fine."
"Good. I'll talk to him later tonight." Jack stated, getting up from the chair.
"And where are you going?" Tru demanded.
"You know where." Jack said cryptically and left the morgue. Tru sighed.
"Are you going to tell me what this is all about?" Davis asked, looking away from Tru and down at the floor.
"Take a seat Davis, it's a long story." Tru said, and filled him in on the rewind days and that morning.