Somewhere in Dallas

The phone in Williamson's jean pocket rang once again and as he checked the number he saw it was Daniel Newborn from the Texas Rangers. His heart began to pound as his palms turned clammy. This was the call he has been waiting on for most of his life. Strange how he suddenly turned sides once the realization hit him that he might have a family out there.

He flipped the phone open and took a deep breath. "Hello, Williamson."

"Hey there, I got the test results back." Newborn sighed heavily. "Do you want to pick it up since Walker's in the hospital?"

Williamson slowly nodded. "Yeah, I'll be right there. How is Walker?"

"Last time I heard, he's doing really good. He's at Methodist right now."

"Thanks." After Williamson hung up the phone he took a deep breath then started his car. "Here goes nothing."

Back at the hospital, Alex walked through the many halls in search of her young daughter. With Marcellinio out there, after Walker she hoped and prayed nothing had happened to Angela. After frantically searching the halls for her daughter she finally decided to head back to Walker's room. As she stepped out of the elevator she spotted Angela sitting in some chairs close to the family and friends waiting room.

Her heart skipped a beat as she ran to her daughter. "Angela, are you okay?"

Angela shrugged then wiped her face. "Why does dad have to be in the hospital again?"

Alex took a deep breath knowing she had to tell her young daughter the truth. "You know how your father works for underprivileged kids?" Angela nodded. "Well, some kids don't like that and a group of gang members attacked your father."

"That's real mean of them." Angela's fist tightened. "Will it happen again?"

"Honestly, I'm not sure." Alex slowly gave her daughter a hug. "But I know this will be the last time for awhile that your father will be in here for being injured."

"I hope so." Angela sniffled then pointed down the hall. "It's a man that looks like dad."

Alex slowly glanced up to see Jarod Williamson walking down the hall towards them. Instinctively Alex got up to stand in front of Angela as the mother inside told her to not trust this man. In her peripheral vision she could see Mike leaving Walker's room then stopping dead in his tracks at the sight of Williamson.

Williamson appeared a little flustered and it amazed Alex to see such similarities in this man and Walker. He even blushed like her husband did when trying to hide something rather personal. He took a deep breath, tried to say something when John came walking out of the room next.

"Oh, Mike you…" He turned to Williamson, his face quickly turning into surprise and malice. "You!" He rushed at the other man who didn't even brace himself as John slammed him against the wall. "What are you doing here!"

Williamson held up an envelope. "I have the results back."

Alex could see the look in John's eyes quickly change to pure hatred and as she turned to Williamson she thought she saw not physical pain, but emotional torment in the dark, green eyes. John shoved Williamson once again against the wall which got a squeak from Angela. She quickly turned around to see her daughter had brought her legs to her chest and was now hugging them with her head buried in her arms.

"John Matthew Norris!" This got John to snap his head towards Alex, his own green eyes finally clearing up. He turned back to Williamson, scowled then dropped the man to the ground. "Mike, take your brother someplace to cool off."

Mike slowly nodded and gently grabbed hold of his brother's arm. "Let's get some air."

John pointed a finger at Williamson. "We will talk when I get back!"

After the brothers left the older man slowly picked himself up off the floor then shook his head. "Don't worry, I deserve it." He sighed heavily as his eyes drifted to the envelope in his hand. "I haven't opened it yet. Been waiting to do so in front of Walker."

Alex gave the man a gentle smile. "He's sleeping right now. Probably be out for a few hours."

Williamson slowly nodded. "I see." He handed Alex the envelope. "It's the tests results to see if I'm related to Walker."

"Oh." Alex glanced at the piece of paper in her hands then smiled at Williamson. "Come into his room. He would like for you to be there."

She turned to Angela who was staring at the both of them and that was when Alex realized that everybody that seemed to be related to Walker had green eyes except for little Ray. He had deep brown eyes that were nearly black. She can already see in her son that he will take after the Cherokee. He had high cheekbones, a light tan skin tone and dark brown hair. Hopefully he's okay with Trivette and didn't cause her friend too much trouble.

Angela wiped her face on her sleeve then sighed heavily. "Can I go with Uncle Trivette and Ray?"

Alex knelt in front of her daughter and gave her a hug. "Sure you can. They're in the waiting room down the hall." She smiled at her. "Tell Trivette that I told him to take you two out to eat." This got Angela to beam. "Anything you want, okay?"

"Okay!" Angela gave Alex a hug then ran off down the hallway.

Williamson cleared his throat as his left hand rubbed the nape of his neck. "I should get going."

"Let me check on Walker to see if he's waking up." She waved at Williamson. "Come with me."

Reluctantly Williamson followed the woman into the hospital room where his attention quickly went to Walker. The ex-Texas Ranger laid on his back, his left hand across his bruised chest. His right was in a thick cast from under the fingernails all the way up to mid-forearm. But what really took him by surprise was the man's right eye which was sewn completely shut with thick, black stitches and the entire right side of his face was badly swollen from either the hits he had taken or the surgery. It was weird to see his target in the hospital, so weak and defenseless. Made him feel for all the men Marcellinio had interrogated at the warehouse.

Alex stepped up to Walker's left side, took hold of his hand then gently squeezed it. "Walker, honey you awake? You have a visitor." When he didn't respond Alex slowly sat down in a chair next to him. "Go ahead and sit down."

Williamson did so, feeling rather uncomfortable. "I should leave…"

"It's okay, really." She could see her eyes waver from him. "How do you know John?"

He knew the question was to come up eventually, but even still he didn't know how to really answer it. "We ran into each other a day ago." His voice showed that he was nervous and he quickly cleared his throat. "Sorry, but I will explain when he gets back."

"Alex…" Walker's voice made Williamson's head snap to the bed. "…the boys…"

"They're outside, they'll be back shortly." She slowly leaned over, gave her husband a light kiss on the forehead then sat back down. "You have a visitor."

Walker swallowed hard then rolled his head towards Williamson. "Good…see you…" He drifted back to sleep leaving Williamson once again alone with Alex.

"Sorry, he fights the medication, especially the ones to help him sleep. So, he has a tendency to drift in and out of consciousness." She began to rub his hand. "Jarod what made you think Walker might be your brother?"

Williamson shrugged. "Both from Oklahoma, both have Native American backgrounds. That and I look eerily like him." He chuckled as he remembered some interesting times he had while in the police academy and as a detective in Galveston. "There was a time, as a detective in Galveston that I had to grow a beard for an undercover mission. For days after that I was called the, 'Walker Clone'."

Alex gave him a smile. "You sound just like him, but your voice is slightly deeper." She turned her attention to her husband's bruised and swollen face. "It would be strange if you were related to him. He didn't know about the twins till they saved his life and now, if you prove to be his brother, it will truly be miracle."

"Why is that?" The question had escaped his mouth before he had a chance to stop himself.

"He's always been alone in life. Never had any real family till he met me and the boys." She rubbed Walker's hand then smiled. "Did you have any military training?"

"Yeah, fifteen years as an Army Ranger."

Jarod's voice was quiet as the guilt dug into him more and more. He was suppose to bring this man to Marcellinio to be slowly tortured to death. Now, there was no way he could do that. In the process of gaining trust he might have actually discovered family he has never known about. And what if the tests prove negative? What would he do then? He had destroyed any chance of him going back to Marcellinio after he refused to beat up John Norris. Hell, now his own employer would have a hit on his head.

"…still here." Walker's voice was stronger then the last time and as Williamson glanced up he could see the man smiling at him. "What are you doing here?"

Alex patted his left hand. "He got the tests results back."

Walker's face seemed confused. "Results…" Jarod could see in the man's one good eye the concentration it took for him to think through the medicine fog. Then, "Oh, the results." He turned to Jarod. "Have you looked at them yet?"

"Nah, I've been waiting for you to wake up." He waved a hand at Alex. "Go ahead, open it."

Even though his brain was still foggy from sleep, it was racing as Walker watched his wife slowly open the envelope that rested in her hands. He turned to Williamson to see a near-mirror image of himself. There were a few things that were different, one being his hair color and complexion. Williamson had dark brown hair and appeared to have quite a bit of Native American in him.

He turned to his wife to see she had unfolded a piece of paper and began to read it. Then her hand went quickly to her mouth which got his heart to race. There was no way Williamson could be related to him. But then she saw the tears forming around Alex's eyes and knew in his heart what the results were.

"He's my brother?" Walker asked, his voice low.

Alex slowly nodded her head as a smile spread across her face. "You're twins."

Walker's eye snapped open and all the pain he had felt in the last day quickly vanished as he looked over at Williamson. This man, sitting before him was his twin brother. That would account for several similarities. But why would his parents hide that little known fact from him? Was it because they were ashamed that they couldn't afford to take care of two children? Or was it something completely different? He or Williamson may never know the real answer behind that. All Walker knew now was he had a brother, a blood relative he didn't know about for over fifty years.

Williamson leaned back and rubbed his face. "Twins?" His voice cracked. "Identical or fraternal?"

"It says, identical." She glanced at Walker then at Williamson with a huge smile on her face. "You all sure don't look identical. Even John and Mike look more like each other then you two do." She shook her head. "This is great news."

The door to the room opened and in walked John and Michael, the former still brooding after what had happened in the hallway. Walker could see Williamson getting slightly uncomfortable as John approached him. He could see in his son's eyes hatred towards the man sitting before him. What did Williamson do to John to get him so angry?

"So, how badly were you going to beat me up?" Asked John, his voice still laced with malice.

Walker quickly sat up, getting lighted headed as he did so. He grabbed his head with his good hand and realized for the first time he didn't have his bandage on. Very slowly his left hand went to his right eye orbit and he could feel the think black stitches that held his eyelids closed. He didn't know why this got him so embarrassed, but it did and he could feel his cheeks blushing.

Williamson was about to reply to John's question when his eyes spotted Walker's hands frantically twitching. Then as though somebody had turned on a switch Walker's whole body began to spasm as he let out a few grunts. Unsure of what to do Williamson just stood up to allow John to go to his father's side. He then watched as Alex grabbed a worn notebook from the bed table, flip it open then began to write information down. After several long seconds Walker finally quieted down, his whole body tensing up once more before it fully relaxed.

"Grand mal seizure. He rarely gets them." John checked his father's pupil in his left eye then turned to Alex. "Has he been taking his medication?"

Alex quickly looked up from the notebook, her eyes getting misty. "I'm not sure, John."

John pushed the nurse help button. "Dad, are you awake?" Walker rolled his head around, but didn't respond. "Dad…"

Miller came into the room, quickly brushing pass Williamson to get to Walker. "This isn't good." He checked Walker's vitals then turned to a nurse who ran in with a tray of syringes. He grabbed one, injected it into an IV in Walker's left hand then checked his pupil. "We're going to take him to get CAT scans. It'll take a few hours, so you all should eat."

Michael slowly nodded. "I understand." He reached around Alex's shoulders and gave her a hug. "Let's go. Dad is in good hands with Doctor Miller here."

Outside of the hospital, Alex took a deep breath as her emotions nearly overtook her. She hoped and prayed that Walker will be okay, and it was just his epilepsy and not because of his current head trauma. And if it was brain damage how will it effect her husband?

"You did this to him!" She turned to John in time to see him slamming his fist into Williamson's face. "You're a part of this! I know who you are now!" He grabbed Walker's brother by the shirt collar and pulled him up. "You were hired to kill my father!"

Alex quickly ran to John and frantically pulled at his arms. "Let him go! He's your Uncle!"

This got John to quickly release his hold on Jarod's shirt. "What?"

She felt the tears stream down her face as she turned to a stunned Michael. "Test results came back. He's your father's twin brother."

John took a step back from Jarod as he shook his head. "It can't be. This man visited me yesterday and gave me a warning. He works for Marcellinio." His voice showed his disgust as he pointed a finger down at the man sprawled on the cement. "There is no way I'm related to him."

Gage came running up to them, worry written all over his face. "What's going on here?"

Williamson slowly stood up, a hand going to his bleeding nose. "I deserve that." He grimaced as he gently wiggled it around. "Yes, I was hired to kill Walker." He turned to Gage who had put his hands on his gun. "I had been undercover for several months. Unfortunately, I forgot where I had come from." He lowered his head. "I'm ashamed of what I did and deserve to be punished for it."

"Wait." Gage stepped up to Williamson. "Are you saying that you've been undercover with Marcellinio?"

"Yeah, I have. Listen, I can tell you everything you need to know about that man, but I need to know that Walker and his family will be safe."

"Why the sudden change? What's in it for you?" Asked John.

Jarod shook his head as his shoulders slumped forward. "Before today, I always had thought I was alone, that I had no family. But then the results came back and I found that I do have family. It woke me up to what I had become."

Alex stepped up to Jarod then looked him eye to eye. "Did you harm my husband in any way?"

"No. I was suppose to yesterday, but the gang…" Alex slapped him on the cheek so hard it left a hand imprint. "I know what you must be feeling now…"

"I can't believe you!" Alex's fists tightened as anger swelled inside her. "You played us all along!"

"It was my job, I had to." He shook his head. "If I didn't, I wouldn't have gotten so far with Marcellinio." He glanced around frantically. "Listen, I've said too much in a public area. But you've got to trust me, I will not harm your family in any way."

Gage's face suddenly snapped into realization. "Wait a second, what's going on here?"

Alex still fuming over what Jarod had told her, pointed at the man before her. "He was sent to kill Walker, but found out that he's Walker's brother." She took a deep breath as she stepped up to Jarod. "You promise me that you have not harmed my husband in anyway?"

"I promise. It's Johnny Harris that left all the warnings. I can explain later. I need to call my partner in Galveston and let him know what has happened." He looked Alex right in the eyes. "Walker is my brother and even though I just found out less than an hour ago, I consider him family. I won't let anything happen to him."

She sniffled then gave Jarod a huge smile. "You have the same sincere look Walker does." Her eyes went to the handprint clearly visible on his left cheek. "I'm so sorry, my emotions…"

Jarod chuckled. "I deserved it." His attitude quickly shifted as his eyes darted to the parking lot. "Shit. Harris." He turned back to Alex. "Let's get something to eat. I'll write down everything I know and the location of Marcellinio's warehouse."

"Wait? Did you just say your Walker's brother?" Gage's voice showed his confusion. "Man, I feel like I just watched a soap opera. I expect a lot of explaining at lunch."