Week 21 Late Thursday Night Who: Mac and Jax Where: Mac's room, Jackal Lodge When: Week 21, Late Thursday Night/Early Friday morning What: Mac wakes from the tranquilizer, Jax has a few words for her Rating: PG-13? Status: COMPLETE//Closed
"Hush little Nickie, don't say a word..." That familiar smile... "Papi's go'n buy you a mock.." Pulling on his finger, laughing... "And if that mocking bird won't sing, Papi's go'n buy you..." The park... "And if that ring don't shine...." "We have some terrible news to report, the Twin Towers in New York City have just been..." black..
Mac slowly opened her eyes only to shut them again from the intensity of the light over her head. Everything either felt fuzzy, hazy, or groggy, including Mac's brain. She slowly began to recall little things, like what day it was, before her brain moved up to bigger things like what caused her be lying there in the first place. Tino.. he did something, didn't do something, and I.. and then Sentinel.. and Lawliss.. After remembering the big details, Mac decided it was time to try and open her eyes again, this time very slowly.
As she was getting her sight bearings, Mac noticed something odd about her hands. Forcing her brain to function to move her hands, her foggy mind realized that it wasn't because of the sedatives she couldn't lower them, it was because they were cuffed to something. A headboard to a bed maybe? Am I in my own room? Mac lazily turned her head to the left, indeed noticing it was her room and when turning to the right she noticed she wasn't alone in it.