'Meet me at Lankston Park.' Danny got straight to the point.

'Why, what's going on?'

'There isn't enough time to explain… but she should be there and we have to hurry…'

'You should stay at the office, I will get Martin to meet me there,'

'No!' Danny replied sternly… almost too sternly, 'Look, I am already on my way,' he lied… 'I am fine Jack… just meet me at Lankston Park pronto.' He hit 'end call' not letting Jack argue about the issue any longer. Part of him felt guilty for lying… and for manipulating the situation but it was the only way – the only way that he could make sure Jackie would be ok…

So many thoughts rushed through his mind as he drove to the park – there were doubts, memories, plans, expectations, and fear but none of these thoughts were actually getting through to his consciousness – with all of them pressing in on him, there wasn't enough space or time for any to get through. Instead, he concentrated on the road, his conscious thoughts locked on the destination in which he was headed to.

Indicating left to enter the exit lane that led to Lankston Danny hoped he would arrive at the scene before Jack did – even just 10 minutes before his superior would give him a chance to establish a connection with Jackie – a chance for her to continue to help her… that was assuming he could connect with her, that she wanted to be helped… that he was strong enough and would find the words to say to her…..

Jack reached forward to the phone that was sitting in the hands-free holder and dialled Viv without taking his eyes off the road once.

'Hi Jack,' she answered recognising her superiors number.

'Viv, hi,' he replied … 'Are you busy?'

'Not if I am needed somewhere else,' she mouthed a thanks for your time to the Stounder's next door neighbour she had been talking to, stood up and draped her jacket over her arm and headed toward the door.

'Great… I need you to meet Danny and myself at Lanskton Park, it's highly likely Miss Stounder will be there.'

She paused… 'Um Jack, is Danny up to this?' she questioned out of concern for Taylor who she treasured like a son…

'He didn't give me much choice, he knows the details… quite frankly I'm in the dark on this one,' he admitted grudgingly. 'All we can do for now is to get there as quickly as possible.'

'I can be there in 15.'

He pulled up in a car park marked out by wooden rails taking a minute to scan over his surroundings. Jack hadn't arrived yet for which he was grateful but he didn't know how much time he would have until he did and… when Jack did arrive, he anticipated his superior to pull him back and leave the 'rescuing' to someone else…

He got out of his car taking his gun from its holster and leaving it in the glove box; he also took off his jacket and sunglasses putting them on the seat. He knew there was no room for a mistake, he did not want Jackie to see him as a cold uncaring FBI agent just doing his job like Ella Simmonds had… he also knew that Jack was going to kill him when he realised he was unarmed. He could handle Jacks anger but he could not handle another teenager lost to suicide before her time…

On his way to the park Jack went over the information he had on the latest case, trying to piece together the situation. He was angry at Danny for putting him in such a situation, he didn't know what to expect when he arrived at Lankston and more importantly he hadn't had time to assess how his officer really was and if he was up to work at all yet. Jack cursed himself for allowing his eagerness in solving the case come before the team. He made a mental note to have a long talk to Taylor as soon as the opportunity presented itself.

'Thinking of mental notes,' he said aloud to himself as he dialled Sam – he had completely forgotten to inform Sam and Martin about the current circumstances.

After closing the car door behind him he walked up to the park's signboard which read, 'Lankston River 1.2km ' Without wasting any time he headed along the path at a brisk jog wanting to get to Jackie as soon as he could.