A/N: Thanks for the reviews! It's time for a Jackback! And I hate to do this to Jack, but it will bring good things later.
Chapter 8: 1984
"Good morning Jack."
The voice was sinister. Henry. Jack shot off the bed sensing something was wrong. He started to walk over towards him and Juliet. "What is going on? First you take us, and then you let us spend time together. What is this place?"
"You'll find out later." Henry gave one of his creepy smiles. "Tag him." He ordered.
Juliet complied and shot a dart gun towards him. Jack collapsed shortly afterwards.
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The next thing Jack knew he was tired up to a chair. His hands bounds behind his back. The room was strangely all white. Henry was pacing the room in circles around Jack.
Henry stopped in front of him. "You lied Jack."
Jack just stared at him. "Where am I?"
Henry gave his classic smile. "The Room. It's a very simple name. I thought doctor's were supposed to be men of their word?"
Jack was confused even more. "Lied about what?"
Henry just looked at him. "We've studied you all for a long time. Longer than you think. But we found out something even we didn't know. Good thing we didn't kill her."
Kate? Jack immediately worried.
"No. It's not Katherine. She's needed, but it doesn't me we won't hurt her." Henry said.
"If you hurt her..." Jack started, wondering how they knew what he thought.
"Tell us the truth and she'll be fine. As long as you do what we say, things will be pleasant."
Jack thought for a while. He didn't want Kate hurt in anyway. The problem was he didn't know what they were talking about.
"Let me clear some things up." Henry started. "When we took your blood, something strange happened. We knew it was possible, but didn't think she was the one."
Jack still didn't understand but something big must have happened.
"Do you remember a woman named Lindsey?" Henry asked.
"No." No one came to his mind.
Henry wasn't satisfied. "Think harder. Maybe 20 years ago. Some woman who knew Christian."
Jack was shocked to hearing his father's name. My dad? Lindsey? He thought and a memory suddenly came to him.
June 1984
Jack was sitting at home watching TV. He was on summer break and was excited. His 14th birthday had already come and high school would start in the fall. Mark Silverman was supposed to be stopping over soon to pick Jack up. Jack's mother Margo had gone out shopping with friends so he was alone in the house.
The doorbell rang and Jack went to get it. "Hey Mark, you could have just come in... Hey."
A young attractive blonde woman not too much older than Jack was at the door. He stared for a while and finally said, "Sorry about that." He tried to explain.
"That's all right." She had an Australian accent and was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and jeans. "Is this Dr. Christian Shephard's house?"
"Yeah." Jack smiled. "Come on in. He'll be home from work soon."
She hesitated a few seconds, but decided to wait in the house. It was quite warm out. "Thanks."
"Make yourself at home. I'm Jack. Want something to eat? I was going to make some popcorn."
"Sure." She said as Jack left the room. He came back a few minuets later and handed her a bowl and soda.
"Chris didn't tell me he had a son. How old are you?" She asked.
"14. I forgot to ask you name."
"Lindsey. And I'm 22." She smiled.
"What are you doing here in America?" Jack asked.
"College. I now work at the hospital as a nurse."
Jack nodded. "That why you need to see my dad."
Before she could answer, Christian came through door. "Jack! Mark's here." He stopped in his tracks when he saw Lindsey. "Hello Lindsey."
Jack walked by. "She just got here dad. I'll be back in a couple of hours."
Christian nodded. As Jack left, he heard Lindsey say, "Chris we need to talk."
Present
Jack stared into Henry eyes.
"It looks like she was someone your father knew." Henry said.
"How can you tell?" Jack needed some answers.
"I can read minds. It mostly has to be in this room. More on that later."
Jack was stunned. Is that possible?
"However, Lindsey and daddy didn't tell you the truth." Henry continued. "You knew your father had an affair, and you thought it was Lindsey. You were right Jack. And something came out of that affair." Henry was almost singing the last line.
Jack had no idea what to think. He was speechless.
"A child. A little girl. Well, she's grown now. But here's the twist. You know her! Was in the crash with her! Helped her with her son! Your DNA matched. It's all in the results and computers."
Shock and realization hit him. "Claire?" She does look like Lindsey.
Henry nodded. "Claire is you baby sister."
Memories of what happened after the crash with Claire and Aaron came flooding to Jack's mind. That's why I felt a need to find and protect her from Ethan.
"We'll have to find a way to get Claire and the child back. It's a pity you weren't lying Jack. I think I'll still have Tom and Pickett take care of you." Henry laughed evilly.
The two men entered the room and before Jack passed out, he remembered a fist connecting with his face.
