DREAMS: Foxstone Park Chapter 13, a sue thomas: fb eye fanfic

Chapter 42

Jack wandered the streets, with no clear purpose or direction. Walking in a fog, he'd left the hospital almost 3 hours ago, but time had ceased to exist for him. He was so distracted, it wasn't until a hand grabbed his arm that he realized someone had been calling his name.

"Allie?" Jack turned, blinking quickly as he recognized the woman standing before him.

"Are you okay?" she asked concerned.

"Yeah, just thinking," Jack tried to reassure her.

She frowned as something in his voice told her he wasn't being completely honest. However, after all the years she knew him, Allie realized it would be fruitless to try and press him.

"What are you doing in town?" Jack wondered aloud as she fell into step beside him.

"My niece, Kimberly Jo, is singing at a youth concert at the Mall," Allie explained, taking the arm he offered. "Actually, she should be going on soon, if you'd like to come with me," she told him. "It's right over there."

Looking where she pointed, Jack didn't realize he'd walked that far. Glancing at his watch, he knew he really needed to get back before anyone started to miss him. However, he figured it wouldn't matter much if he stayed just a few minutes.

"Kimberly Jo, she's the little one that raised goats, right?" Jack questioned, hoping he remembered the right niece.

"Still does, but she's sixteen now," Allie nodded as they started across the street to where the crowd had assembled. Seeing a young girl walk onto the stage, the crowd began to applaud as she moved to the microphone. "There she is," Allie pointed out, pulling Jack to a better position to hear her sing.

For all those times you stood by me
For all the truth that you made me see
For all the joy you brought to my life
For all the wrong that you made right
For every dream you made come true
For all the love I found in you
I'll be forever thankful baby
You're the one who held me up
Never let me fall
You're the one who saw me through it all

As Jack listened to the melodic voice, the scene around him faded as it was replaced with flashes of memories inspired by the words the young girl sang. With a wiry grin, he remembered all the times she'd believed in people, like Betty Vanderwylen when he, and the others on the team, had given up believing they were on the wrong side of the law. Her compassion for lost individuals like Howie and confidence in Troy made them her friends and not just part of a case.

You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me

He remembered waking up next to her after they'd spent the night at the hospital together, waiting for word on Billy after his overdose. She had never doubted Billy's innocence and helped him to see through his stubbornness and pride. Because of Sue, he and Billy were able to regain the strong bond they once had.

You gave me wings and made me fly
You touched my hand I could touch the sky
I lost my faith, you gave it back to me
You said no star was out of reach
You stood by me and I stood tall
I had your love I had it all
I'm grateful for each day you gave me
Maybe I don't know that much
But I know this much is true
I was blessed because I was loved by you

The memories of how she helped him find himself after being accused of racial profiling flooded back. He'd gotten so angry after finding out he was going to be formally investigated by the Bureau for doing what he felt was right. Sue didn't let him wallow in his self-pity, forcing him to continue the job he'd done so dedicatedly for years.

He recalled her strength when she joined him at the 'memory wall' when he thought Wes had been killed. She'd taken his hand and offered him comfort in her straightforward words then, and again later at the pool hall when they put up the picture of Wes, Bobby, and him.

You were always there for me
The tender wind that carried me
A light in the dark shining your love into my life
You've been my inspiration
Through the lies you were the truth
My world is a better place because of you

In his mind, Jack could see Sue bringing him a cup of coffee while they were working on the organ broker case. He smiled to himself as he recalled their conversation.

"Do you ever feel like you've been given too much? More than you deserve?" he had asked her.

"We all have blessings to be thankful for," she smiled.

"I mean take Sergei and Vanya coming from where they did. That could have just as easily been me or any of us. But I get born in Wisconsin, great parents, solid start. It's like I hit the lottery or something," he said when he didn't know how else to explain it.

"Then the question becomes what do you do with the ticket? You can just sit back and never worry about anybody else," she told him. "But you don't, you try to protect them. I think what God is interested in is a grateful heart, if you let him use you wherever he put you, that's all you can do. I think you are doing what you were put here to do.

Sue spoke those simple words that day, lifting his spirits as they worked on that depressing case.

As the song came to an end, Jack remembered the statement he made so long ago. Did you ever think maybe it wasn't an accident that you walked into my office that day? he told her. A smile spread across his face as realization set in, and he knew what he had to do.

"Allie, thank you!" Jack smiled, pulling her into a tight hug. "I wish I could stay, but I have some place I need to be," he told her.

"I understand," Allie grinned, happy to see the joy back in his eyes. She stood watching him for a minute as he practically ran down the street. Shaking her head as he disappeared around the corner, she turned back to the stage.

Chapter 43

Jack hurried down Constitution Avenue, heading west towards the Lincoln Memorial. He knew he could take 23rd back to the hospital. That's where I belong, he thought with a smile. His pace quickened as he thought of all the things he wanted to say.

Unfortunately, Jack didn't notice two men approaching him until it was too late. The taller one grabbed his arm and pressed his gun into Jack's side. A quick glance at the other man revealed he too had a weapon available to use if Jack tried anything.

Great, Jack! he thought to himself. Fine time to forget about the case! While Jack didn't recognize the man beside him, he was very familiar with the other man's face. He had been staring at his picture for the last couple of nights, wondering if he was guilty. Now he had the answer, but unfortunately it was without any backup.

"Get his gun!" the taller man ordered his grip on Jack's arm firm.

"Was it something I said?" Jack quipped as the other man relieved him of his sidearm. Jack stumbled forward a bit as the man pushed him towards a waiting van.

"Shut up and get in!" he was told.

The two men's intentions were clear as Jack looked around. He knew he had to either go with them quietly, or risk civilians getting caught in the crossfire.

With a gloomy sigh, Jack climbed into the van, followed closely by the two men.

Hopefully, someone will realize I'm gone, he thought miserably as the door slide shut. Before it's too late.

Little did Jack know, someone else was very interested in the action going on at the van. Something just didn't seem right to him. Watching from across the street, a lone man ignored the crowd around him. Instead, he concentrated on the van so he could remember as many details as possible.

As the van pulled away, the man turned and started walking purposefully away from the intersection. He was a man with a mission, and nothing was going to stop him now.

Chapter 44

Myles and D were standing in the lobby of the hospital after completing a search of the building for Jack. They'd called in other agents to assist, but while they were able to locate Sue's guard and Nurse Sav, Jack was still missing.

"You said he left you about four hours ago," Myles confirmed with Sav. Seeing her nod, he continued, "Are you sure Jack didn't say anything about where he was going?"

"He said he had to think and just left," Sav shook her head. She felt bad that she didn't stay with him, but she thought he needed some time to himself.

"He left us to go talk to Sue, but he never made it to her," D reviewed aloud the facts they knew for sure.

"Tara's checking the hospital's security cameras for any sign Hudson was taken, or if he walked out on his own," Dale stated approaching the agents with an update. "Katherine still hasn't been able to get a signal from his cell, so he must have it turned off."

Since Mike and Carrie were still out on medical leave for a few days, Dale and Katherine had been shifted to work with Myles and D so they'd have a complete team. Otherwise, they would have been forced to give up the case they all now had a personal stake in.

"What was the last call made from his phone?" Myles asked as the three men stepped away from the others to confer.

"Early this morning to a garage on 9th," Dale replied, referring to his notes.

"Charlie," D declared, recognizing the address.

"So what do we do now?" Dale questioned as D's phone rang.

"Gans," D answered flipping open his phone. "We'll be right there." He was already on his way to the elevator with Myles and Dale on his heals before he hung up.

"Who was that?" Myles inquired as D punched the elevator button.

"Tom Brown. Said he found a man in Sue's room going through her stuff," D explained, impatiently waiting for the elevator. "The man got aggressive, but he won't talk," he finished as the doors opened.

The men climbed aboard with serious faces, wondering what they were going to find upstairs.

Chapter 45

"What do you have, Brown?" Myles questioned as they entered Sue's hospital room. He came to an abrupt stop when he saw the man sitting handcuffed in the chair. "Uncuff him," he instructed sharply. "NOW!" he added when the guard didn't move.

"What?" Tom Brown was dumbfounded as he released his prisoner's hands. How could they be telling me to let this man go? "But he was going through Ms. Thomas' things. I found him trying to steal her Blackberry, and he wouldn't answer me when I asked what he was doing?" he stammered as the man stood up rubbing his wrists.

"He didn't answer you, Brown, because he's deaf," Myles snapped, clearly irritated with the young guard. "This is Troy Meyers, a friend of Sue's," he explained signing SORRY to Troy. At least that is one sign I'm good at, he though sarcastically.

"And he wasn't stealing Sue's Blackberry," D continued. "He was probably trying to use it," he retorted, noticing that Troy was signing something to him. "What is he saying?" he asked aloud, concerned because of the urgent look on Troy's face.

"How should I know?" Myles snapped, watching Troy's hands. "Thomas normally translates this stuff for me," he declared, turning towards the door.

"Wait!" D cried, stopping Myles and Dale at the door. "I think he signed Jack!" he told them fingerspelling J-A-C-K to Troy.

"What about Jack?" Myles asked, turning back around.

"I don't know," D answered Myles. "Jack not here," D stated, shaking his head 'no' and pointing to the ground hoping that Troy understood.

They watched confused as Troy began to sign to them. Both Myles and D wished they'd paid more attention when Jack, Lucy, Tara, and Sue signed around the office.

SEE-J-A-C-K-TWO-MEN GUN-TWO-MEN TAKE-J-A-C-K V-A-N-GO-AWAY, Troy signed frantically. Seeing the confusion on Myles and D's faces, Troy took a deep breath and slowed down, signing each part in sections almost as if he was acting it out.

"You saw Jack with two men?" D asked when Troy repeated the first part slower. "Did you see where Jack went?" he questioned as he tried to get his point across using a mixture of sign and charades.

V-A-N, Troy fingerspelled, looking around for paper. DRAW, he signed.

"What was that?" Myles questioned, looking at D for help. D copied the sign, holding his left palm out and running his right pinkie finger across his other hand, as he tried to figure out what the sign was.

"Write?" D wondered. "You want to write something?" he looked at Troy for confirmation.

"Get him some paper!" Myles demanded as Dale and Tom scurried around looking for a tablet. Finding one in Sue's nightstand drawer, Dale handed Troy the paper and a pen.

Standing nervously by, the four men watched as Troy's hand flow across the page. While they waiting, Myles and D looked apprehensively at each other. Finally, Troy stopped, tearing off the page, handing it to Myles before going back to drawing.

"It must be the van he saw," D stated as he looked over Myles' shoulder in the picture. "See if Tara can get anything on that tag number," he instructed, noticing the distinct outline of the tag in the drawing.

"He's good," Dale admitted, impressed with all the detail in the quick sketch Troy had made.

Meanwhile, Myles flipped open his phone calling Tara. By the time he'd given her the information from the picture and how they got it, Troy was finished with another sketch.

Taking it from Troy, D stared at the picture, recognition flashing across his face, before handing the paper to Myles. Dale exchanged a worried look with Tom as Myles looked at the sketch.

"Is this who I think it is?" Myles asked, meeting D's intense glare.

"Who?" Dale questioned, reaching for the drawing. Shocked, his eyes widened at the face Troy had drawn. "Kyle Jarrett!" he stated aloud, confirming what the other two agents dreaded.

"We've got to get Sue in on this," D stated reluctantly. Sue was recovering slowly from her ordeal, but they were still hesitant about telling her Jack was missing, especially now that it appeared the stalker had him.

"It will take too long to get an interpreter here to make sure we understand everything Troy is trying to tell us," Myles supported the decision. "We can't risk waiting." He too was uncertain about notifying Sue of Jack's disappearance, but knew it was the quickest way to get the information they needed.

"She's still in Agent Manning's room," Tom offered, looking back and forth between the two men.

"We're not getting any closer to finding Jack standing here," D affirmed, waving his hand for Troy to follow. Troy nodded, following D and Myles out of the room. Dale and Tom fell into step behind them, hoping they weren't already too late.