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Chapter 6 – The Distance to Here

"We've gotten all of the evidence we could from the investigation," D explained to Bobby over the phone. "The USDA still doesn't think we have enough evidence to convict the Fisherman based on the ballistics and Sue's testimony alone."

"I've spoken to the D.A. in Boston already. They're willing to extradite him to Washington." Bobby replied. "What would you like me to do about Sylvia Shaun?"

"If what we have about her is correct her life is in danger as well. Bring her back here…with Jack." D explained.

"Jack?" Bobby asked.

"Yes. We need his testimony. The USDA says the only way to guarantee an indictment is for him to testify…he was the only one who can say for sure if it was him."

Bobby sighed. "All right."

Jack handed Sylvia a cup of tea and sat next to her on the couch. Sylvia had a blanket wrapped around her, sitting cross-legged on the white couch of the hotel room. She took the cup and held it tightly in her hands.

"Are you all right?" Jack asked.

Sylvia nodded. "I—I think so."

"You aren't hurt…or anything, are you?" Jack asked with concern.

Sylvia smiled weakly. "No…I'm fine. A little shaken up but I think I'll survive," she answered. "Hopefully." She took a sip of her tea. "I'm sorry you had to be dragged into this." She apologized.

Jack felt the guilt of his dishonesty start to knot inside of him but didn't allow it to register on his face. "I'm just glad you're okay."

"I'm glad you're here," she replied. "Even if you haven't exactly been entirely forthcoming with me." She said with a small smile.

"I want to tell you, Sylvia. Goodness, I really do," Jack explained. "But I don't know if it's the right time…"

Sylvia nodded and replied simply, "Okay."

"You're going to be safe here. There are agents all around you to make sure nothing happens." Jack assured her.

"Sounds like a speech you've given before." She smirked.

Jack couldn't help but smile a little. "Do you want me to stay for a little while?"

Sylvia shook her head. "No…it's all right. I just want to get some rest."

Jack nodded and placed his cup down on the coffee table. He stood up and kissed Sylvia lightly on the forehead before heading out of the door. Just as he exited the door he saw Bobby wrapping up his phone call in the hallway. Bobby slipped his phone back into his pocket and looked to Jack.

"How is she? Everything all right?"

"Yeah, I think so." Jack answered.

"The guy who tried to kill her…the others got him when he was trying to drive away from the scene." Bobby explained.

"That's good." Jack said with relief. "But…doesn't it seem a little convenient that somebody tried to kill her while I happened to be over?"

Bobby froze and sighed. "Why did you go over there then?"

"I…I don't know," Jack answered honestly. "I guess I was just hoping that I would find the truth."

"Jack…I'm sorry I made you suspicious about Sylvia. But I don't think she's the one who killed Boon."

Jack felt a wave of relief wash over him. "How do you know that?" He asked just to be certain.

"Her father was a congressman that put Sam in jail 30 years ago. We think Sam has been hunting her all of this time. You weren't the target today, she was."

"Looks like everybody's got their secrets. It seems like a pretty convenient coincidence though."

"Early ballistics report says it might be the same guy." Bobby added.

"The same guy who killed Boon…and—"

"The guy who tried to do you as well." Bobby finished.

Jack took in a deep breath. "So…what happens now?"

"Well," Bobby started. "How would you like to go back to D.C.?"


Bobby braced himself as he entered the bullpen with D beside him. As he entered the office the members of the unit looked at him expectantly. D and Bobby looked at one another before D cleared his voice and addressed the group.

"The USDA is going to charge the Fisherman with what we know so far. We're doing a search of his apartment to see if we can find some of his other transactions. The grand jury's hearing testimony soon as well. In the meantime, we'll need to continue our search of Patsy and Sam. We're going to put some pressure on the Fisherman, a.k.a. Don Hanes to give up Sam."

"And who hired to kill Jack, although that might be pretty obvious." Myles added. "I don't see how this guy can get anything less than a life sentence for what he's done."

Bobby looked to D and Bobby sighed. "Look, there's something we need to tell you guys." He took in a deep breath. "Jack isn't dead."

The group stared at him in disbelief. "Did he say Jack wasn't dead?" Sue asked.

Bobby nodded. "He didn't die. He survived the gunshot but the F.B.I. thought it would be safer if they put him into witness protection."

They group looked at one another in shock, unsure of what to make of things. "So…how come you knew?" Sue asked slightly agitated.

"He asked to speak to me before he left. It's not usually procedure but he wanted somebody to know." Bobby explained somewhat ashamed.

"Then why the hell did you not tell any of us?" Myles demanded.

"Because he wasn't allowed to," D stepped in. "It was against the rules for Jack to speak to him anyway, his security would have been even more at risk if any of you guys knew." He leapt to Bobby's defense.

"Where has he been all this time?" Lucy asked concerned.

Bobby was about to answer when D once again interrupted him. "We're not allowed to say. Look nothing's for sure at this point. We're only telling you this because it's bound to come out and we can only charge the Fisherman with attempted murder in Jack's case."

The group looked at one another in silence, unsure of what to say. Finally Myles piped up. "Always knew he was too hard-headed to die."

"I want to see him." Sue spoke up.

Bobby looked to her. "Are you sure?"

Sue nodded. "I want to see him, where is he?"

Bobby sighed. "He's downstairs."


Sylvia and Jack stood next to one another in the hall and looked at the names and pictures of the fallen agents around the wall.

"Wow." Sylvia exclaimed.

"Yeah…it's so weird." He replied.

"I always knew there was a reason you looked more like a Jack than a Trevor." She replied.

Jack smiled a little but the smile quickly faded. "I'm sorry I couldn't be honest with you."

"Well, there were extraneous circumstances." Sylvia answered. "Trust me, that is a complete non-issue."

Jack took in a deep breath. "Would you really have been okay with that though? Living a lie?"

Sylvia tilted her head and thought for a moment. "I don't know. Sometimes you don't really have a choice."

Sue stepped off the elevator and sprinted down the hall. She saw the back of a young man with dark brown hair in a suit standing next to a shorter young woman with black hair.

"Jack?" She said, her voice quivering with a mixture of hope and nervousness.

The two figures turned around slowly. Jack's heart began to beat faster than he could remember. Sue saw that familiar face and froze and could feel the tears well up in her eyes.

"Jack…" She said and ran over to him, pulling him into a hug. She had to make sure he was real and this wasn't some cruel dream.

"Sue?" He said, his voice shaking as he held her tightly.

"It's you! It's really you…oh thank God!" She said as she held his face in her hands and gave him a kiss on his cheek and then pulled him back into an embrace.

"Yeah…it is." He whispered, closing his eyes and enjoying the closeness between them that he was finally able to have. He looked to Sylvia who smiled at them softly who tried her best to hide her slight disappointment and jealousy.