Thank you all for the amazing reviews!! I think in this chapter a little more will be revealed about poor Jack and her relationship with The Company.
Also, if you want to know a little more about Jack, there's a short fic about her in the Onshots series I wrote.
Speaking of which, if anyone wants to write a short piece using my storyline or character, feel free! I'll post it on the one-shots story and give you full credit!!
Chapter 53: Same Creatures
Jack froze as an icy wave of horror washed over her.
"What…what are you talking about?" she demanded, voice shaky.
"You haven't figured it out yet have you?" asked Susan, giving her a kind look, "Honey, you're my sister."
"You're lying," said Jack, gaze hardening, "You have to be lying."
"Well, actually we are half-sisters. Our dad had a little fling in college with some chic."
Jack kept her death-grip on Susan's neck, but the gun in her right hand shook slightly. She suddenly flashed back to all those strange looks Susan had given to her. When they first met, Susan had been oddly interested in her. And when she attacked the gravedigger, she gave her a look of approval and admiration. It all made sense.
"How…how can I be related to you?" whispered Jack, anger and emotion causing her throat to constrict.
"We really aren't that different," crooned Susan, "Think about it. Our eyes and hair may be different, but we have the same attitude. We must have both gotten that from our father. The ruthless ambition."
Jack shook her head in protest.
"No…maybe you did, but I didn't."
Susan smiled, "We're the same creatures, Jack. Just on different sides of the game."
Jack sneered, "I'm nothing like you."
"Stop denying it. You and I are the exact same. We're killers Jack. Think about it for a moment. You wanted to kill me so bad just a few seconds ago. That look in your eyes…it was almost feral. You are a natural born killer like me."
Susan paused to gaze into Jack's eyes.
"The only thing holding you back is your love for Alexander Mahone and your persistent need to do the 'right' thing. But right for who Jack? For Alex? For his son? Would you choose his side over your own sister's?"
Jack hesitated, her eyes glazed over with uncertainty. Then, suddenly, as if being lifted from a fog, they cleared. Her eyes grew bright with fury and defiance.
"I will always do what is right," she snarled, angrily, "And yes I love Alex and yes I'd do anything for him and for his son. I will always choose him over you…I will always do what I know is right in my heart."
Susan smirked, "Guess you got your weak genes from your mother. She cried when they pulled the trigger."
Jack's entire body trembled with rage. She cocked the gun and prepared to fire when suddenly, a man jumped out of the back of the van. He had an arm wrapped around L.J.'s neck and in his other hand he held a gun.
"Let her go or I'll kill him!"
Jack glared at the man with pure hatred. Susan smiled as she recognized the look in her eyes.
"See Jack…we're not so different after all."
Jack gave her a withering look and stepped away slowly. She lowered her gun as Susan leapt into the car. The man grabbed L.J. and threw him back into the van.
"Don't give up L.J.!" called Jack, "This isn't over!"
Susan smirked from the passenger seat as the other man climbed in beside her.
"Her love is her weakness," she muttered to the man, an almost sad look in her eyes.
"It's yours too you know."
Susan shot the man an angry look.
"I mean…you love her right?" he asked, hesitantly.
Susan nodded, "Yeah…"
The van swerved away and raced down the road.
Lincoln was standing over a somewhat conscious Sucre, eyes wide with shock and amazement as he gazed at Jack.
Jack gave him a horrified look and wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly feeling very cold.
Sucre's eyes fluttered open and Lincoln turned his attention back to him.
Jack glanced down at the ground and saw that several body bags were lying on the road. Lincoln glanced up and noticed them as well.
"We never were going to make it out of here, were we?" he asked quietly.
"No…we weren't."
Michael sauntered over to the fence to meet with Lincoln and Jack. He saw the desolate looks on their faces and instantly became concerned.
"What is it? Is it L.J.?" he asked, quickly.
"No, L.J.'s fine," said Lincoln, giving Jack a quick glance, "But…we learned something interesting today."
Just then, Alex strode out of SONA and walked over to the fence. Jack's eyes brightened slightly at the sight of him. He seemed gaunt and tired, but he was okay. That was all that mattered at the moment.
Alex gazed fondly at Jack, but furrowed his eyebrows in concern when he saw the look on her face.
"Are you okay?" he asked quietly.
Jack glanced over at Michael, and then nodded.
"Yeah, I guess. But there's something you two should know."
Alex and Michael exchanged a glance.
"I…I just found out that Susan…Susan is my half-sister."
Jack flinched, waiting for their reactions. Michael gaped in shock. Alex's eyes widened in astonishment.
"What? How do you know?" he asked, giving her a startled look.
"She told me," muttered Jack, glancing quickly over at Michael, "I didn't know, I swear!"
Michael nodded absently.
"It's not your fault," he said quietly, "I'm…I'm sorry."
Jack shuddered.
"Me too…It's bad enough, the things I've done. But now…to find out that I'm related to that, that monster."
Alex reached two fingers through the fence and rubbed the side of her face, comfortingly.
"Everything's going to be okay," he murmured, "It'll be fine. Once I'm out of here, I'll protect you. I'll do what it takes to keep you safe."
Jack smiled slightly as she remembered that night in the hotel room long ago when she had been devastated at the loss of her parents. But Alex had been there, and he promised her that she would be okay.
She smiled fondly at him through her tears.
"Linc," said Michael, suddenly, "There's something else."
Jack and Alex glanced at Michael.
"What is it?" asked Lincoln, sighing in preparation for anymore bad news.
"We saw Susan talking to Whistler at the fence this morning."
Jack's entire body tensed.
"What?" she exclaimed.
"It appears he's on their side, but we don't know that for sure," said Alex, "But it'd be a good idea to keep on our toes when it comes to him. I never trusted him myself. He moves like Company, acts like Company, even talks like them. It really doesn't surprise me…but the thing that did bother me was the way they were talking. It was like they had a past."
"Like, relationship wise?" asked Jack.
Alex shrugged, "That or they've worked together before."
Lincoln frowned and then told Alex and Michael all about the incident on the road earlier that day.
"Three body bags?" asked Michael, "But wouldn't she have needed four?"
Lincoln and Jack exchanged a confused look.
"For you, L.J., Sucre, and Jack," continued Michael.
Jack froze in horror.
"She probably wanted you alive," said Michael, giving Jack a slightly suspicious look.
"I swear Michael, I knew nothing about this until today," said Jack, earnestly.
Michael sighed, "Alright. Just make sure that the car I asked for is in place."
"It is," answered Lincoln, "And since your first attempt didn't work, Susan's giving us four more days."
Michael's eyes brightened. Jack could have sworn she saw the wheels turning as Michael nodded.
"Good. Tell her we have a new plan then…and it's in motion."