Ok so lately I've had a few people asking me, 'what the hell is with this file that doesn't make any sense?', well hopefully this chapter will help a little, and if it doesn't then it will probably make it seem even more confusing, anyway here's the next chapter.

Chapter number 17. It's just bad timing

"Hello" Martha said into her phone that had interrupted her and Jack five times in the last ten minutes.

"Hey Martha, it's Tony" Tony's voice replied, not sounding that great.

"Oh, hi, what's up?"

"It's Serena, I came home and found her unconscious on the kitchen floor.

"Oh, my gosh, is she ok?" Martha asked, this grabbed Jacks attention and he knew something was wrong.

"Not really, she's awake know, but they've done some tests and the Leukemia's back".

Martha let out a stressful sigh, "Is she up for visitors?"

"Well not at the moment, she should be later".

"Well I'll come round later then, thanks for letting me know".

"No problem".

"Bye"

"Bye".

Martha hung up the phone and slowly turned around to look at Jack. "What's going on?" Jack asked, he had a look of fear in his eyes, and Martha took in a deep breath before talking.

"It's Serena" she started.

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At the police station Peter sat in his office with the door closed. The only sound that could be heard in the back ground was phone's ringing people talking in the distance. He clutched on to the edges of the paper in front of him, the mind game going round and round in his head, driving him crazy, teasing him, pushing his limit's.

"Peter, I got that list" Lara told him after she opened the door and walked in.

Peter didn't even take his eye off the file, "yeah, thanks".

Sensing how absorbed he was into this case, Lara decided she was getting in the way, "well I'll leave you too it then" she told him closing the door.

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"I just feel so bad about it" Tash said stairing off into the middle of nowhere. She was sitting on the couch at Irene's next to Robbie.

"Well I would too if I were you, you tripped her over on purpose".

"Oh thanks for the support Rob" Tash said sarcastically.

"Sorry, it's just not like you Tash" he apologized.

"Yeah I know" she sighed, "I don't know what came over me, it's just... When I first saw Martha at the dinner yesterday, I had this picture in my mind of how things had turned out, and..."

"And what?"

"And, I mean, I don't know. When Martha was telling me about everything that happened to her, before she got to the end, it's just, hearing about everything she's been through, I just thought that she deserved some happiness, and I thought that happiness would be with Jack" she paused and started shaking her head slightly as Robbie put his arm around her, pulling her head on her shoulder. "Then she got closer to the end, and she was telling me about how Sean took Dylan just after he was born, and then when she came home she was introduced to Serena... Jack's new wife".

"Look Tash, I'm sure Martha's happy, I mean, she must be happy if not only she can just bee friends with Jack but can also be best friends with his new wife" Robbie told her.

"Yeah I know" she sighed, "I know. I just didn't want to accept it that way at the time".

"Well I guess there's one good thing that's come out of this" Robbie started, hoping to cheer her up.

"What's that?"

"Well the bruising that came up on her arm showed one of the symptoms so the Leukemia could be identified".

"Yeah, but still, I still can't help but feel terrible, I mean, I was the start of her being put in hospital".

"Yeah and if it wasn't your fault it would have been someone else's. She's got Leukemia Tash, being in hospital sooner only helps her".

"Ok, you win. But-"

"Why is there always a but?" Robbie complained.

"Oh shut up!" she screeched, playfully hitting him on the arm. "I was about to say it would at least be nice if I went and apologized to her myself".

"Yeah, I'm sure she'd like that. How about we go later when she's had some rest?"

"Sounds good".

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Peter scanned his eyes across the information Lara had handed him about the missing files, and one thing caught his attention; the document numbers that contained six digest, they were the same random numbers that were scattered in various places in the file that was causing all this chaos. Making this realization he imediently grabbed the scrambled document and began scanning his way through it.

Missing person 132637. All matter was hidden, police tried to find evidence of the crime, failing to find anything and letting down the innocent people of this world.

257935, at the cross, turn right, walk ten meters, turn left, cross road, walk for a kilometer. Find what you want detective, some how I think it will fascinate you.

667728, death, death, death.

357294, 135291, 192034.

bang, bang, bang, find the clues, or it could cost you your life, someone is watching you, it's not me, I can only hint who it is. Bang, bang, bang, if anyone asks I never helped you.

Peter stopped reading for a minute this was about the spot he always stopped when reading this, it scared him in some ways, it mentioned a person as 'detective', but he had no way of figuring out if it ment him, or some one else, and he also had no way of knowing if who ever had planed this here was for real or just playing games.

The next bit was what was the strangest of the whole thing.

Tick, tock... 138666.

ding dong, anything clicking now?

234024, 550285, 273677, 092678...

maybe you need some more clues...

405295, 594735, 503829,489204...

tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tick, tick, tock...

Still not knowing what all this ment, Peter stood up and walked over to the white board, he presumed that the numbers of the files had to mean something, 'maybe', he thought, 'maybe the numbers are like a blank spot... and I just have to fill them in'.

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"This can't be happening again" Jack said out loud after hearing the news.

Martha had started crying again, it was a shock, a real shock, and it couldn't of happened at a worse time, "what if... what if she's not as lucky this time" she whispered.

"Yeah, and what if she is?" he changed it around.

Martha let out a loud breath of air, trying to calm herself down, she looked in his eyes, they seemed as confused as her's, "What does this mean for us?"

"I don't know, I don't know".

"I mean, I can't share you Jack, I know before you said we could make it work, but I'm making myself clear now, I'm not sneaking around behind her ba-"

"And I'm not asking you to ether" Jack reassured her. "But..."

"But what?"

"But we can't break the news to her yet, not while she's in her condition".

"Yeah, that would just be too cruel"

"So what are we going to do then?" Jack asked.

"Nothing" she simply said.

"What do you mean nothing?"

"I mean, we pretend like none of this happened-"

"No Martha" he cut her off.

"Jack let me finish, please".

"Martha, I love you I'm not going to pretend that this never happened" he told her.

"Jack, what I ment was, we wait for a while".

"A while?"

"Yeah" Martha restated her opinion. "Look Jack, I know it's hard, but, it's just bad timing".

Jack just nodded, "I guess so".

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