A/N – I know I'm so bad at not getting this up often enough – I'm sorry!

Chapter 32:

Jack could feel the knot forming in his stomach as they drove up to the prison. Memories came flooding back of the time he had come here with Sue. It had been almost exactly a year ago. James may have been their only chance, but Jack couldn't help but feel that there was no way a man so evil could help them – willingly or otherwise. Bobby could sense the tension, but said nothing. Jack knew his limits, he knew what he was doing, and of all the people he chose to go with him, it was his best friend. Bobby knew that Jack did this so he would keep him in check.

The small metallic room was just as claustrophobic as before. Similarly, the ice-cold eyes of James Cakeman stared back, chilling Jack. A small smile played on his lips as he finally spoke,

"Jack – you're the last person I expected to see. Where's your lovely girlfriend?" Jack tightened his jaw. Bobby watched him as he struggled to stay in his seat.

"My wife," was all that he was able to get out. Bobby took over.

"Mr. Cakeman. I'm agent Manning. We have some questions for you. Do you know a Christine Johnson?"

"What? What does she have to do with any of this?" He asked, suddenly his face masked with confusion rather than cruelty.

"Just answer the questions." Jack said, finally able to regain his composure.

"Yeah I knew her. The little bitch accused me of raping her awhile back."

"And you didn't?" Bobby demanded.

"No. I didn't. She turned on me. Everything that happened between us was consensual - believe me. She didn't even feel guilty about cheating with her best friends husband. As for me, I wasn't getting much action from Ivy. Let's just say Christine and I formed a bit of a coalition. In more ways than one. Her husband was an idiot too, and never found out." James answered. Jack didn't know what to think, but he had the gut feeling he was telling the truth. He had no idea about anything that was going on, so he had no reason to lie.

"Why did she accuse you of rape then?" Jack asked.

"She came to me for help. She needed money – her husband, Brian really wanted a baby. She couldn't conceive. She wanted money to go to a special clinic or something. You know those doctors that knock women up for lots of money. I said no, that I wouldn't give her the money. She retaliated. Eventually, when I realized she was serious, I gave her some and she backed off." Bobby looked and Jack. Agreement shot between their eyes. They both knew he was telling the truth. There was more to Christine than they realized. James took this moment of silence to add more,

"Listen, If I'm helping you with something can I get a reduced sentence or something?"

"It depends what you're telling us and if it's important." Bobby answered harshly.

"Look – Christine was just here, maybe 2 weeks ago. Check the records. Don't believe me fine." Jack sat back down.

"Why was she here?"

"Something about her husband leaving her because she never did get pregnant. She went to go talk to Ivy, get some support you know, but my ex was acting all suspicious of her or whatever. I said – well you did have an affair with me. But she claims, to this day Ivy still doesn't know. She thought maybe I would. I laughed at her. Ivy still in contact with me? She's got to be kidding." An idea suddenly popped into Bobby's mind.

"What do you know about Karoline, Ivy's sister?" James sat in silence, a first for him.

"Wacko. Controlled by those stupid parents of hers. They never liked me, or Ivy, or Christine. We didn't care then. I barely knew the chick. She's show up occasionally asking for money. Ivy wasn't thrilled, but she would always give her a bit. Then she'd head back to the 'rents, and we wouldn't see her. She's probably still sucking her thumb over at mommy and daddy's mansion. You should talk to her, I really don't know." The prison guard came over to take James away. Jack breathed a sigh of relief, that he made it through the interview, when just as he was walking out, James said back at him,

"Say hi to Sue from me Jack!" Bobby had to physically restrain Jack from going over to James and pounding him. After a few moments to settle down, Jack said to his best friend quietly,

"Thanks." Bobby responded,

"No problem. I would've done the same thing, especially if it had been Tara." Jack nodded.

"At least this was productive." Bobby nodded as they headed out of the jail, to his car and back to the bullpen.