summary: Post-S3. When Jack’s brought into police custody, Emily comes up with his alibi. After all, nothing says “not guilty of kidnapping” like a secret fake date story. / It’s Emily, Jack, and the fake dating trope!
notes: I named Baby Carl’s babysitter Camille. This picks up directly after S3 ends.
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Jack fights the urge to drum his fingers on his legs. That seems like the kind of thing a guilty person would do to keep himself occupied while he waits for his lawyer. Though, to be fair, Jack is guilty of helping Charlotte’s kidnappers, and Emily is the closest thing to representation he’s calling tonight. She’s his alibi after all, even if it is a shaky one.
After Jack set Charlotte free and Conrad got arrested, their little revenge squad worked out a plan for if anything ever came up about the kidnapping. They doubted anything would, not with the way that they covered their tracks, but if it did, then they’d say Jack and Emily were together, Nolan was home trying to steal MyClone, and Aiden was hanging out on Nolan’s couch. They never worked out all of the details, just enough to give each of them something to say until their cover got there.
Now, Jack’s said as much as he knows — he and Emily were out on a boat the morning after Charlotte got kidnapped, alone, no contact in or out except for one check in with the nanny. They took off early in the morning and were both at the beach house when the news broke. Simple, but apparently not enough for Detective Hosko.
Hosko’s nice enough, just another tall blond detective guy. He said he works homicide normally, so Jack’s not completely sure why he’s the one babysitting, but at least that means they get to sit at Hosko’s desk rather than inside the interrogation room again.
“You want a water or something?”