Jacob: Because, they are some reckless beasts, from whom you can't expect any good. That's how they take it on anyone, who comes in their way.
Jackson: That's not how it looked like.
Jacob: What on earth did it look like?
Jackson: A revenge, to be more accurate.
Jacob's body tenses up: I'm going to ruin that motherfucker.
Jackson: Yeah, but...
"Excuse Me, are you here for Madeline?"
Jacob and Jackson turned, listening to Madeline's name. A doctor stood at the door of the critical care unit, with a stethoscope hanging off his neck. Jacob walked up towards the doctor and Jackson followed.
Jacob: Yeah, we are here for Madeline. How is she?
Doctor: Firstly, she had severe concussions, for that, she will take time to wake up. She had several mild bruises that have been treated. For now, she is out of danger. Her breathing got normal, with no internal injury, except for the trauma. For further investigations, we have to wait, till she wakes up.
Jacob: Um. Was there any sign of,... physical force? As in, did anyone try to abuse her...or any...
Doctor: I understand. No, there is no sign of physical abuse, except for the earlier signs...
Jacob:...okay, thank you, doctor, for everything you have done to treat her. When can we expect her to wake up?
Before the doctor could finish the sentence, Jacob cuts his words in the middle and Jackson turned towards Jacob with questioning eyes and a subtle frown.
Doctor: We can't say that. That is the most unpredictable part, for now. She can wake up at any time. Maybe, too early, maybe too late.
Jacob takes a deep breath and nods his head, the doctor walks away.
Jackson: Tell me already.
Jacob: Tell you, what?
Jackson: I know, you are hiding something.
Jacob: Everything happened in front of you. What is left hidden?
Jackson: I am talking about Madeline.
Jacob:...(composing himself) Come to my place.
Jackson: Why? To act as a saviour, yet again? or as a bodyguard? Or you have some other plans in your mind.
Jacob: Do you think I will kill you?
Jackson smirked at Jacob
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Later that evening,
Jackson sat by the breakfast counter of his house, as Jacob forwarded a half-filled glass of whiskey towards Jackson.
Jackson took a look at the glass and mocked: How can I be sure that there is nothing in this drink?
Jacob: I have my morale to keep, that came with my badge. Accept this, as a drink of gratitude.
Jackson leaves out a chuckle and accepts the glass.
Jackson: "Gratitude", for saving your ass?
Jacob: For saving me from losing myself.
Jackson: You need to be clearer with me.
Jacob: You saved my family.
Jackson: Nah. I saved a helpless lady because I felt that was necessary.
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