I sit alone in the waiting area. Todd and Blair visit their son. He had been awake for a short while and now lay sleeping. Standing at his bedside, they look at him as he lays sleeping or rather as he lays passed out. Blair takes hold of Jacks hand and strokes his hair. Todd watches in silence. Finally Blair speaks. "Todd, the doctor said Jack will probably be out for a while. Why don't you go and get some rest? When Jack wakes up, I promise I will call you." Todd had not thought about it with his adrenaline running so high over his worry for his son, but now he was feeling tired. "I don't think I should go," he says to Blair. "Well, suit yourself," says Blair softly. Todd walks to the window by the door and sees me sitting there. He takes a deep breath. "You know on second thought, I think I will go to the hotel for a while. I need a shower and to change clothes." He turns back toward Blair, "you will call me when he wakes up right?" Blair looks at Todd, "I told you I would, I promised to." "Okay," replies Todd, "hey you should get some rest yourself." "I'll sit here," says Blair, "I'll be fine." She then proceeds to pull her cell from her bag, "I have to call Starr and let her know," she says. "Do you really think that's a good idea?" asks Todd, "I mean she's going to want to fly out here and Jack's going to be alright." "She has to know Todd," says Blair, "he's her brother." "I know that," replies Todd, "I just meant that she shouldn't have to fly across the country, that's all." "Is that all?" asks Blair, "or is it just that you can't face her?" Todd is silent. "That's what I thought," says Blair. "Look Todd, just so that there won't be any more chaos, I will tell Starr that Jack will be fine and not to come, I won't tell her that you are here, not now anyway." "Thank you," says Todd and he turns to leave. "Todd," says Blair. He turns again. "Thank you for finding me and letting me know about Jack, I honestly had no clue or maybe I did and just didn't want to admit it. I'm sorry for not being a better parent." Todd is looking at her. "No," he says, "I'm sorry for what I said earlier about that Blair, you have done a remarkable job with Jack and Sam with all that has been going on. I am the shit parent like Jack said, always was. But I promise here and now, I won't always be." And with that Todd turns and walks out of the door.

In an all white room lays a man. A broken man. He lays on his back in his bunk staring at the ceiling. No thoughts seem to run through his brain. But as he closes his eyes finally, dreams start playing before him. A beautiful girl with blue eyes and long flowing red hair is smiling at him. Next to her is a little boy with the same blue eyes but with dark hair. The boy smiles at him too. The man does not realize that he is smiling in his sleep. There are no words spoken in his dream, there are just the out stretched arms of this girl and little boy. They seem to be reaching toward him. Then suddenly the expressions on their faces change as they seem to be pulling further away yet they are still reaching. The man reaches out to them while still in his state of slumber, his smile gone as well. Then the man is rudely awakened. "Hey you, wake the hell up." He opens his eyes to see his tormentor standing over him. He sits up quickly but doesn't speak. "Having a dream I see," says his foe, "well I hope it was a good one because you know it's playtime, my playtime." He grabs this man and sits him in the chair. That horrible chair. Numb and catatonic, the man just stares straight ahead. He can hear the straps being buckled around his arms, legs and middle. There he sits, ever so still as the other man pulls a chair up next to him. He looks at him and smiles, "Did I ever tell you the story of the man who once sat in a chair just like yours? What? no? I didn't? Well let me tell it to you now. Once upon a time there was a man that lived in a room just like this. He had something we wanted but after eight years of enjoying our hospitality and all the electrifying moments in a similar chair, he never gave us what we wanted. Then as a last straw he was injected with a powerful experimental drug that finally brought him out of his funk. Yes he was confused as to where and who he was for a while, but it all came back to him soon enough. Yet he never gave us what we needed. Then we heard that there was a police detective asking questions but our guest claimed not to know him. One day our guest escaped and went to this detective whom in turn helped this man. This detective along with another fellow officer and one of our former agents helped destroy our operation. Now let's see, what were the names of these men? Oh yes, our former guest was named Todd Manning, ring a bell? No? How about the officer, Mr. Brody Lovett? No again huh? C'mon you must remember the name of our former agent, that traitor named Tomas Delgado?" The man in the chair still stares straight ahead. "Well now I know you know this one." The tormentor leans in close and says into his captives ear, "John McBain." The man in the chair blinks. "Hah, I thought so," and the evil man begins to laugh as he rises from his chair. Walking toward the door he laughs, "You stupid son of a bitch, you and your pals brought us down once but you failed this last time and look where it got you. Did you hear me John McBain? That's who you are now, but after a few more years it will be more like that's who you were. Anyway I hoped you enjoyed story time because my favorite part is coming up, the end, and my playtime is just beginning." John sits helpless as the rogue agent exits and locks the door behind him. Just outside of Johns door is the switch. The agent throws it and the electricity flies. Lights flash and John screams in pain. The agent looks through the tiny window in the door and continues to laugh. "Unlike Todd Manning," he says, "the only thing we want from McBain is to pay. To pay for taking us down."

Across the pond, in London, England, Natalie sits at her desk in the Buchanan Enterprises Building. Her new life here is on an upswing. Work is going extremely well. She loves living with her brother Kevin. Liam is growing by leaps and bounds and has adjusted well to his new life here. Although she misses her parents, Clint and Viki and her sister Jessica immensely, she is happy. And her friendship with Nikolas Cassadine makes her happy too. But at times, such as right now, John has come into her mind. Why has she not heard from him concerning Liam? She knows that they are over but why has he stopped calling or texting to find out about their son? He must be on a strict assignment for the F.B.I and can't contact us. But then the other thought creeps into her mind. He's gone back to Samantha McCall and he has forgotten his son entirely. The latter makes her mad and she slams her computer shut. "Hey, wow, is this a bad time?" she hears a voice ask. She looks up to see Nik standing in her office doorway. She inhales deeply, and manages a small smile. "Just a little frustrated," she answers. "Anything I can help with?" asks Nik as he walks in. "It's not work related," says Natalie, "I was just thinking, I was thinking of Liams father." "Oh you finally heard from him?" asks Nik. "No," answers Natalie, "I haven't. I was just sitting here thinking things that are pissing me off." Nik looks at her, "Don't get angry, you're too pretty to be frowning." Natalie looks up at Nik who is standing in front of her desk. He mocks her frown and then points to the frown line between his brows and shakes his head. He looks funny and Natalie laughs, "Oh my goodness, is that what I look like?" Nik just nods yes while still frowning. "Well stop it already, that looks awful," says Natalie, "I won't do it anymore." Nik smiles, "Yes please, no more sourpuss face, don't let John do that to you." "John who?" replies Natalie. "That's what I'm talking about," says Nik. "Now get your things and let's go get some dinner, I'm famished." Natalie rises from her chair, grabs her jacket and bag. "Alright Nik, I so need a drink and a distraction right now." "So I'm a distraction to you?" asks Nik playfully. Natalie looks at him, "The best distraction ever." She turns around about to head to the door when Nik catches her by the arm turning her toward him. They stand for a moment when Nik leans in and kisses her gently on the lips. It has been too long for both of them and Natalie feels herself pull away slightly from him. "I'm sorry," apologizes Nik, "I shouldn't have." "Don't apologize," replies Natalie, "I'm just not..." "Not ready," says Nik finishing her sentence. Natalie smiles at him, and nods no. "Alright then," says Nik, "how about that dinner?" "Yes," says Natalie, "I am ready for that." She takes Niks hand and they walk out closing the door behind them.