"The other day, Jack, why did you let me go?" I ask referring to when he first found me in the car park. Those evil men that worked for D.A.R.E had tried to take me but he had stopped them and even given me a chance to get away.

"I don't know." He moans. "That's the one question I can't answer, okay? I had a moment of weakness and all I could think of you was all the times you were so loyal to me. I put away my own dark side and gave you a chance, which was blown."

"That's it?"

"I guess so. The blind moment was over pretty quick and I knew it was meant to be, me doing my job I mean. So I told you to meet me again where I would take you back to D.A.R.E not that that even worked out but still."

Wow. Somewhere deep down, there's still a few cells in his sorry body that have feelings for me.

Not that it matters anymore.

"Okay that was my biggest question. Tell me about Robert." I demand with a hand gesture to tell him to hurry it up. I just need to get out if here before any of Jack's men turn up or just as bad, guys from my agency.

He sighs deeply. "Like I said, there were two reasons. One, he kept getting in the way. Every time I was about to get to you, he would be there to protect you even though he was on my side as well as yours."

I scoff. "Figures."

"Does it?" His eyebrows shot up.

"Wow, you're supposed to be all knowing, Jack." I snort. "Robert loved me." I eventually continue when Jack's confused face doesn't let up.

He doesn't say anything but stares blankly at a patch of grass by my feet. "Yeah, then I guess it does figure." He finally agrees in a daze. "What is it with that charm of yours? Sucking men in all the time. I'm glad I broke away."

I feel a stab at my chest. "You know, I would have remained loyal to you Jack, all our lives." I cry, really hurt. "I loved you."

"Yeah and I loved my job. Things happen."

I feel another stab but it's not as bad. The pain begins to ease when I try hard to let myself forget all that stuff from the past. "Things happen." I quietly agree before my head snaps in his direction. "What was the second reason?"

Jack suddenly looks uncomfortable and tries to adjust his collar. He clears his throat and prepares himself to answer. "Well, reason two is, uh."

"Jack!" I warn, making my hand twitch on purpose.

"He was going to reveal my real identity!" He exclaims, sounding strangled. Both August and I look to him sharply.

"What." I snap.

He sighs again. "He was going to reveal my real identity." He repeats much quieter. "My... my real name is Beck. Beck Delatti."

I nod slowly, trying to process what I've just heard. I take a heavy seat on the soft grass beneath me, keeping the gun on Jack. August swivels around a bit to make sure Jack still won't be able to get a glimpse of Jack. "Why didn't I see that coming." I muse, chuckling darkly. "What a Jack Myers or should I say Beck Delatti thing to do. Have a secret identity."

"I would say something reassuring like, I would have told you eventually but... I wouldn't have." He shrugs. I grip the gun harder in my hands absently, thinking hard about everything I've been through with a basically fake person. My entire life was a fraud.

"Please tell me you left me to join D.A.R.E for a selfless reason like not wanting me to live a lie without even knowing it." I plead, following my thought pattern.

"Afraid not. Duty called and I... I answered."

"Wow. You're a real idiot."

He nods with a pained look etched onto his features. "I know."

"So that's it. You killed Robert because he knew you were living a lie and was going to reveal it for whatever reason. Maybe he knew this new mission you'll be heading on is bad news and he tried to stop you." I sigh before quietly adding, "why have you told me all of this now?"

"It's that charm of yours. I have no control over myself when I'm around you."

"You're bluffing. Why would you say something like that if you're also constantly trying to convince me that I'm nothing to you." I challenge him.

He drops his head. "Because maybe it's something I'm trying to convince myself of."

"Can we speed this up?" August's tone is bored as he butts in.

"He's right, I really don't have time for this touching reunion." I find myself saying, regretfully.

"Neither do I." Jack adds rather plainly and I go to give him a look. When I meet with his eyes I catch a strange glint, and then he shoots a small smile at me. "So I'm afraid I must be on my way. I gave you the truth so hold up your end of the deal."

I point the gun more directly at him and drop all emotion from my face. "Ah I forgot to mention that while you've decided to play fair, I've decided to play dirty." I begin to try and forget everything I know and love about this man so I can do what I need to do but when his smile doesn't drop from his competent face, I know he has another trick up his own sleeve.

"In reality, I only ever play dirty." He smirks as he throws August away from him with seemingly very little effort and jumps up, whipping another gun from behind him.

"Yet another thing I should've seen coming." I tut to myself.

We both stand tall, our guns pointed at each other while August kneels nearby trying to determine whether tackling Jack is a good idea. I shake my head at him and he gets the idea.

"What happens now?" I ask. "If either one of us allows the other to live we both have severe consequences."

"You're right." Jack agrees while nodding. The sun above us begins its course on ascending down behind the horizon and we are eventually doused in an orange glow. "Jack Myers dies today whether it's by your hand or mine."

"I'd rather it was by mine." August cuts in yet again and we both look to him and find a gun clutched in his palm pointed right at Jack, something I hadn't seen coming. "She shouldn't have to deal with guilt after everything she's been through."

He says that but when he then subtly glances to the car and back at me I know what he really means is he doesn't want my daughter seeing me kill her father.

Jack realises we have the upper hand and slowly raises his own in surrender. "Okay. So how about a fair dual? To the end." He adds darkly.

I look to August because he seems to know what the right thing to do is. He remains blank faced until Jack also looks to him. "No." And as he says it, he lets off his gun and exclaims "run, Willow!" I take August's advice and begin running away from both of them and back to the car. The sound of guns going off echoes around but I don't stop to see what's happening. I trust August and all I can think about right now is my little girl.

I fly open the back door and jump in, holding Mae so she isn't looking that way anymore.

"Mummy?" She mumbles with a worried look. She's still not crying or moaning like a normal baby would and I get the feeling she's going to be different from normal children.

"It's going to be okay, Mae." I say with a smile and she grins back as I push a small curl of hers behind her ear.

The guns stop going off outside but for some reason I don't feel worried. Deep down I know that August has it all under control. I'm too afraid to sit up and look out the window so I just sit tight, knowing that eventually something else will happen.

Suddenly the door on the driver's side of the car is flung open and someone jumps in. I sit bolt upright and see it's August getting in and he doesn't look hurt. He quickly shuts the door, throws his gun back in the glove box and then gets the car started fast.

"What happened?" I ask quietly, half expecting him not to reply like he hadn't earlier when he was concentrating.

As he puts the car into gear and we pull away he turns back and looks at me. "It's going to be okay." He reassures me and then he faces forward again and speeds away.

I can't help but then look out the back of the car back at where we had all just stood and I see Jack on the floor, partially sat up clutching at his leg that seems like it's bleeding and his gun lying a little way away from him. He notices that we're speeding away and stops to watch us leaving with a broken look on his face, not even bothering to try and shoot at us. I have to force myself to come back to reality when he's finally out of sight and I realise Mae needs to be strapped into her seat.

That's my priority now.

My little girl.

"Why... why didn't you kill him?" I find myself asking August anyway.

He takes a steady breath before he answers. "Honestly, it didn't feel right to. You have that evidence that will bury them all in good time, I just needed to do something so we could get away and I think he knows that now."

"Thank you."

"For what?" He asks, almost amused.

I smile warmly at him even though he's not looking at me. "Without you, none of this would have happened. You're the clear headed that I needed because I fogged up my own."

"Well, thank you." He grins when he quickly glances at me, "But I never would have done this without you."

I laugh through my nose. "You know what this means right?"

"What?"

"I've finally found my new partner. One that completes my missing half."

"Wow, that's cheesy."

I laugh. "I know right. Though it is true, I've spent far too long hung up on my last half of a partnership."

"Then you'll be happy to know I would love to partner with you. Maybe we can start up a new agency and keep it on goods side only."

I can't help but widely grin at him. "I'd love that."