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077. jessica

Once her mind remembers how to work, Jessica goes to slam the door shut, but it's stopped by her father's hand and he slams it open.

Not wasting a second, Jessica runs over to the counter and grabs her gun, aiming it at him. Billy walks in and shuts the door behind him, locking it.

"Don't move." She orders.

"Aw, honey... I just wanna talk." He says, holding his hands up.

"No." Jessica says. "How'd you find me?"

"Well, I learned you were an FBI agent while locked up." Billy says. "You know, I've met a lot of people who don't like you... or your team. You've pissed quite a few people off, sweetheart. And after I was out, it wasn't that much harder to find you. I've been watching you for a few weeks."

"What do you want?" Jessica asks, harshly swallowing at the idea of how he's been stalking her practically the whole time he's been out. He knows where she lives, where she works, he knows where Spencer lives, where they go out to eat, their library. He's probably aware of their entire routine and how messy it is.

"I told you... I just want to talk." Billy says. "So why don't you put the gun down, all right?"

"You lost your chance to talk when you killed them." Jessica sneers, her voice cracking as tears well up in her eyes. She blinks them away, trying not to break.

"People make mistakes, baby." Billy says.

"Killing your family is not a mistake! You knew what you were doing! I've read your damn file, there was no case of insanity, you wanted to do it!" Jessica yells.

"How have you been?" Billy asks. "Putting away bad guys, shooting people. You're no better."

"I don't like having to shoot people. There's a difference." Jessica says.

"Is there?" Billy frowns. "I've seen some articles. You got shot a few years ago, right? Couldn't have been fun." He tsks. "Probably felt better than what I would've done to you that night, though." Jessica pales, a sick feeling building up her throat.

"You have a decent seeming team." Billy says. "Um... the co-founder of your little group, right? First you had one, now the other since the other bolted. Some have mentioned a bitchy girl with a one letter name." Jessica glares at him. "But others don't know her, so guess she's not with you anymore either."

"They've mentioned some old lawyer who only has one facial expression. Baldy who thinks he's big man on campus. Some mention one chick with, uh, dark hair. Boy, what they'd love to do to her. A couple are scared of her, actually. A hot blonde, a geek boy." Jessica tenses up. "Ooh... we like geek boy, don't we?" Billy chuckles, noticing her small change.

"You touch them, and I will kill you." Jessica warns.

"Is that a threat?" Billy questions.

"That's a promise." Jessica tells him.

"Oh, honey... you wouldn't kill your own father." Billy coos.

"Why shouldn't I?"

"You don't have it in you."

Billy reaches back, quickly pulling out his own gun, aiming it at her. Due to his sudden movement, Jessica pulls the trigger, shooting him in the arm.

Billy yells out in pain, clutching his arm. He growls in pain before standing up and aiming his gun at her again. He cocks it, keeping it aimed at her head.

"See? If you had it in you, you just would've shot me in the head, hon." Billy laughs. "Drop your gun, baby. We'll have a nice, civilized conversation."