"Everything you're holding on to falls…All the rules are changing now You're living in sin…And the demons all around you waiting For you to sell your soul."-Kari Kimmel
Joss poured gasoline over furniture and Simmons dead body and lit a match and set the house a flame as she made her way to her unmarked car. As she sat in the car she reached into her pocket and pulled out a single brass bullet and rubbed it between her fingers. Everything had fallen apart.
HRs poison ran deeper than she thought. She never even thought that they had a mole in the FBI. That mole had ruined everything she worked so hard to accomplish. The mole had corrupted her evidence and allowed Simmons and Quinn to cop a deal that allowed them to get off scotch free and start over anew in witness protection. They hadn't been satisfied with that and used their last connections to get revenge on her.
First the FBI mole tipped Simmons off, which led to him ambushing her and John. It happened so fast she took a bullet to the stomach and John had stepped in front of her and he wasn't wearing a vest. Tears blurred her vision, he didn't make it, and he died in her arms. When she woke from surgery she found out that they weren't done making her suffer. The tears that had been building in her eyes spilled over. They took her son from her too.
In that moment her soul scattered, justice and the law failed her. That night her soul crossed over to the dark. She was going to get her revenge. She left a wake of bodies everywhere she turned looking for Simmons and Quinn. Harold's machine had tried to stop her but Shaw had intentionally let her go to finish what she started.
Joss put the bullet back in her pocket and started the car and headed to the address Simmons gave her before she put two bullets in his head.
Her rules had changed now and the only thing that was going to stop her was Quinn's death or hers.