Jamie awoke to a beeping noise. He felt quite disoriented, and his head was pounding. He sat up quickly, and instantly regretted it. His head swirled, and he almost passed out again. He breathed slowly in and out to calm the feeling of nausea that overcame him. He felt a slight pull in his left wrist. Jamie's eyes traveled to his wrist to see an IV. What was he doing in a hospital?

"It's nice to see you awake," a man stated. Jamie looked toward the sound of the voice. A rather stern looking man stood in the doorway.

"Where am I?" Jamie asked.

"Echo Town. I'm Dr Klaus," the doctor informed. Jamie eyed the man suspiciously. He certainly couldn't remember coming to Echo Town, although he knew that was one of the towns that was on his list of places to visit. Jamie grumbled under his breath. This girl was causing more trouble than she was worth. Falling in love with her had been futile. He had known that from the start. She was never going to have a life of any sort. She was only created for organ harvesting. But he had fallen in love with her anyway.

"How did I get here?" Jamie asked.

"We're not quite sure," Klaus lied. He did not like the notion of lying to a patient, but the town had agreed to protect Rachel, and he was not willing to lose his good standing in the town over a man like this. He trusted this man even less than he trusted Rachel. If this man had any association with Maion, then he disliked him even more.

"Oh," Jamie replied. Jamie laid his head back down on the pillow, trying to remember. The more he tried, the harder his head hurt. He eventually gave up and fell back into a deep sleep.

Klaus quickly moved into his office to call the mayor. Dunhill had asked for any information on the man who had assaulted Rachel. This was certainly an interesting development and could only work in their favor, if the blow to his head had caused a memory failure.

"He's awake," Klaus stated.

"Are you making sure he doesn't leave?" Dunhill demanded.

"Pretty sure he's not going anywhere, he's quite weak, and he doesn't remember coming here," Klaus informed. "I will monitor him to see if this only temporary or if this will last longer. I'll keep you updated."

"Thanks," Dunhill replied. Klaus hung up the phone still not feeling good about this situation. His father had always instilled in him a strong sense of right and wrong, and this certainly did not feel right to him. He had been taught at a young age things were either black or white. As he grew older he was learning that things were not in fact black and white, there were several shades of gray, but a part of him still wanted to cling to those beliefs he had as a child.

Vaughn sat in the bar watching Jack as he interacted with the other patrons. He seemed to fit in naturally in this small town setting. From what Vaughn knew the man was down on his luck. He kept things very close to the chest. Not many people knew anything about him. He'd been one of the people that the sheriff had questioned about Kurt's death. Vaughan could certainly use that to his advantage, if he needed to. He at least had a solid alibi provided through Alex. He was too afraid of Vaugn and Will to defy either one of them.

The man seemed angry today for some reason. Vaughn decided it was best to keep him close, just in case.

Jack sat down a few stools away from Vaugn. Close enough to get his attention but far enough away to not be sitting right next to him. He ordered his standard drink and settled in.

"Damn detective," Jack mumbled under his breath. He knew he was saying it loud enough for Vaugn to hear, but low enough where Vaugn would not think Jack had meant for him to hear. Jack took a large swig of his drink. He glanced over at Vaugn who was eyeing him suspiciously. "What do you want?" Vaughn couldn't help but smile. This man was definitely going to be a great asset for him. His short temper this evening was doing very little to help his image. Image was everything in small towns such as these.

"Bad day?" Vaughn asked slightly amused.

"You could say that," Jack grumbled. Jack took another long drink. "Stupid cop on my ass about that kid that got killed. Just because I'm new in town doesn't mean I'm involved." Jack suddenly shut up, and turned away.

"Yeah I hear ya," Vaughn replied. He lifted his drink in the air towards Jack.

"I can't seem to get a break these days," Jack grumbled. "Workin' for that hot little pinkette is great, but doesn't pay too well." Vaughn thought about that for a minute. They were down a man, and could use the help. But Vaughn was hesitant to trust anyone at this point. Vaughn just smiled instead. He would wait to see how this played out before offering him a job.

"You taking advantage of that position?" Vaughn asked.

"Trying to," Jack replied."But ya know how people are in small towns."

"That little blonde bar maid is certainly more than willing," Vaughn sneered. Jack started laughing.

"Think her eyes are somewhere else," Jack ribbed lightly.

"Well she's certainly got plenty to go around," Vaughn laughed with him. Jack resisted the urge to punch him. The man was so disgusting. The way he treated women was deplorable to Jack. But he needed to pretended to agree. Jack gripped his glass, instead. Vaughn would get what he deserved.

Rachel was slowly packing all ofher items. While Felicity had wanted her to stay, she could see that Henry clearly didn't want her on the property. While she hadn't been fired, Henry made it clear that he wanted her off the property. Outside the small house she could hear Felicity berating her husband for being heartless and unforgiving. Rachel understood. She knew that it would be difficult for anyone to trust her now. She didn't even know if she trusted herself. As she finished packing everything up, she opened the door, to see Henry and Felicity still arguing.

"Don't you go anywhere!" Felicity shouted. "You are welcome to stay here as long as you need!" She ignorned her husband who was glaring.

"It's quite alright," Rachel replied. "I will be okay. I want to thank you for your kindness." Rachel slowly walked around the arguing couple, unsure of where she was going to go now. She had very little money and couldn't afford to rent a room at the inn. she sighed and headed for the town square area.