Rifiuto: Non Miriena
Summary: What if the alternate reality was really the reality? How would the crew adjust? Starts after the crew returns in Lost. Jo/Jack.
They were placed in quarantine chambers, surrounded by three walls of stainless steel and one of glass, forced to watch people come and go like lab rats in cages. Forced to pace back and forth for the entertainment of those on the outside. Grace lost her temper, Fargo attempted to use his power as the head of GD, Zane threatened to sue if probed, Holly's claustrophobia was getting the better of her, and Allison spent her time banging her fists against the plexiglass.
"Can someone please tell me what's going on? Please!" A head popped into view, and Allison relaxed.
"Allison?" His whisper was so full of shock, she almost couldn't hear him. He stared at her for several minutes, almost as if he couldn't believe he was really staring at her Dr. Allison Blake... It unnerved her, but she brushed it aside.
"Oh Jack, thank god. What the hell is happening?"
"You're... back." He stared at her as if he hadn't seen her in... years. He glanced over his shoulder, as if watching for something or someone to come down the hall.
"Uh yeah, clearly, but Andy's going a bit overboard with the decontamination protocals. We've only been gone a few minutes."
"You've been gone a lot longer than that."
"What do you mean, how long?"
He looked over his shoulder again, almost skittish. Then, he turned back to her and swallowed. "Four years." She felt her breath catch in her lungs.
"What?" She struggled to take in his words. Half-rationally, she choked out, "Four years?"
"Four years and... two months."
It wasn't true. It couldn't be- they hadn't been gone for four years. A few matters at most. Matters? No, minutes. Minutes! She was so exhausted, there was so much to take in, that she was getting her thoughts jumbled. "That can't be. I mean... For us it was nothing, a... a flash, maybe maybe a few hours..."
He shrugged. "We did everything we could. Even Senator Wen used all the resources at her disposal... We searched for a year before the DOD shut us down."
Senator Wen... she didn't trust that name... or the person that owned it. But she couldn't think about it now. Not when she was this exhausted. Not when Carter was throwing all this on her at once.
"Faster than light technology... it could have made us experience time passage differently, but... years..."
"Henry and I searched for longer, but uh... eventually we... gave up hope. Henry hasn't been the... same. None of us have." He put his hands in his pockets. She let it sink in, before,
"Where are my kids?"
"They're fine. Fine. They're fine. Kevin's in college."
He nodded. "College. Yeah, Harvard. Early admission, top of his class. Zoe's in med school, so she's keeping an eye on him." He said. Allison nodded, remembering the brooding girl she'd met when they first came to Eureka.
"She's as smart... beautiful as her mother." He said softly. She saw a spark of recognition in his eyes, and relaxed slightly. "Andy gives me clearance, so I can take you to go see her." She started, surprised to hear those words come out of his lips. She struggled to speak.
"A... Andy is head of GD Security?"
"There have been a lot of changes since you've been gone." Jack told her, once again glancing over his shoulder. "I'll let them do the medical exam and then we can go." He backed up as two men in HAZMAT white suites took over.
Two chambers down, a man ran the device along Zane's waist and lower, checking for levels of unknown substances.
"Hey, easy with taht thing, I'd like to have kids someday."
A soft, throaty chuckle caught his attention as Josephina Lupo, Jack Carter's partner, came into view.
"Heh. Oh god help us."