Jane walked along the cobblestone walkway of New York's streets. She was a goodlooking lady, rather wealthy and in fashion for the Winter of 1943.
She walked out to a train station, awaiting the arrival of someone. She shivered, anxiously glancing around her in nervous jerks. She bit her lip as a train entered the station and a cloaked man walked out.
"Jack." She breathed, running up to him. She stood beside him as he lead her through the crowded station.
"No questions." Jack said. "I talked to the Doctor, had a bit of, rather lively negotiations."
"Brother." Jane said, stopping him. "Why don't we just get rid of the diamond and go back to our mother and father in Kansas, he won't go after us, we'll be safe for the first time in years, don't you want that?"
The wind blew coldly, Jack's brow creased and he sighed. "It's not that simple, Jane. It's not."
Jane huffed. "Why? Do you want mother to be hunted down as well? Or father? Listen to me." Her expression turned deffensive as she spoke in a monotone. " I do not want to be a part of this."
Jack raised an eyebrow.
"Unless," Jane continued, "you stop this...this selfish insanity I will stay away from you." She slid away from him, falling behind.
"Jane." Jack groaned. "Sister, please."
"No more, Jack." She sniffed. "I am tired of putting friends and family in danger and I shall not be a part of it."
She snorted and lifted her nose up as Jack turned to her.
"I'm going back to England, Jack, to be with our sister, Stacey, you can write to me when things have calmed down."
Jack breathed and said slowly, "You cannot go there, sister, please."
"And why not?" Jane asked, tilting her head.
"Beacause." He pulled Jane close and whispered, silently so no one would hear. "She has the diamond."
"Jack." Jane whispered, horrified. "How could you do this to us?" She shouted. "Jack," she started to cry, "She's only a child, barely even ten yet, I mean." She turned to him, angry fire in her eyes. "You're a monster. I will go to england, to protect her!" She turned and started to walk away from him.
"No! Jane! Wait!" He cried, running after her. She turned to him, tears glistening in her eyes.
"If I don't go she will turn out like Edmund and Phillis and Rose, oh, dear Rose."
She shuddered at the memory of her youngest sister's death.
"And now!" She cried. "You have to go and put our dear Stacey in danger too and..."
Jack grasped her, putting a hand over her mouth but it was too late.
A man, in a formal outfit ran towards them, weilding a gun.
"Lets go!" Jack urged, grabbing Janes shoulders and forcing her out the way of a bullet. They ran. Jack took out his own gun and started firing over his shoulder, the man dropped dead, followed by two more.
"Jack! Jack!" Jane yelled as he broke away from her, firing at the men.
"Go! Jane go!" He pleaded, but Jane stayed, crying.
More men arrived, too many.
"Jack! Please, let's go!" She whimpered.
Jack kept on firing, gunshots peircing the winters air.
Bypassers ran for cover. Jane shouted continually at her brother, the men carried on coming. Endless hoards of them.
"I never knew Doc had so many pals." Jack muttered. He made a mental note to kill him the next time, his life was complicated enough without bloodthirsty, power hungry lunatics on his tail. His thoughts were interupted by a bloodcurdling scream. He turned around and saw Jane, lying on her side, blood potruding from her arm. Her eyes focused on Jack, but they were slowly growing farther away... fading into a more peaceful life...
"No!" Jack yelled, grabbing her and running, ducking into an alleyway.
"Jack." She whispered.
"I'm not leaving you." Jack hissed.
"No, take me to Margot in town, go to England. Jack, they know. Stacey, if anything happened to her it would be my fault, I'm so, so very sorry, Jack, if I could- could- could help please but..." She screamed as the pain from the bullet made her roll over, crying.
"Okay, I'll take you to Margot's do't let anything happen to you, or I swear I will..."
"Jack." Jane wheezed, coughing. "She needs you, go to her." And she collapsed into Jacks trembling arms.
He carried her to a small flat. He gave her to their Aunt Margot, saying that she was caught in a police crossfire then started to go to the shipping port. He got a boat to England and started going on his way.
Don't worry, Stacey. He thought. I'm coming."
Jane lay in her bed, dreaming about diamonds, and train rails, wondering how they relate. She slid into a deep sleep, haunted by images of her siblings death and how her brother might die, she thought of Stacey, poor, poor Stacey. She wondered how she had the diamond in the first place. She groaned from the pain in her arm. Then heard a noise, screaming. Then, the door slam. Her eyes snapped open. Staring at her, were the dark, evil eyes of Doctor Samual Saunders.
"Well, well, well." He grinned, wickedly. "I'm glad my men did some damage, now my sweetheart, would you mind telling me where Mr Sparks is?"
Jane ground her teeth. "Jack is away, you scoundrel and I will not speak to a rat." She spat at his face.
He sniggered, amused.
"Well, now. If you won't speak to a rat then why did you speak to your brother? He is just as much a rat as I am, my darling." He stroked her cheek, she snapped at him.
"Well." He said, smiling coldly. "If you won't talk then we'll have to make you talk. How about a little visit to your parents? Won't Sue and Mike be pleased when they have an unexpected visit from their daughter. I'll bet they'll be rather intrigued."
He laughed coldly as Jane screamed into the cold nights air.
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