Ok, this is the last part in this fic. I'll probably start posting the sequal when I've got proper access to a computer (even though no one's actually requested one.) I promise it will have much longer chapters.
Thanks for the review cocopuff jewels!
Holding his twin gently, so that they both rocked slightly in the corner of the padded cell, it occurred to Jack that nothing ever really changed. They might still have been three years old, hiding under the kitchen table, or twelve, plotting pointless revenge.
"She's not going to help, not really."
"But we don't need her Jon."
"Us against them Jack…"
"That's right, like it's always been."
Because nothing changed. Cyclic.
Stroking his brother's hair Jackson promised, "I'm going to get us out of here."