Jack forgot his keys in the observation room.

Jack made his way down the hall to the observation room. He knew Jane would be pissed if he interrupted her little study group, but he forgot his room key on the desk. He could already hear her chewing him out, and he was already formulating a witty comeback.

If Jack wasn't married, he would've tried his shot with Jane last year when she arrived to the station. She was quite the looker, particularly for someone her age. He always liked that she wore shorts so often, he loved to stare at her legs. Too bad she always wore a lab coat, because she had a nice ass, too. But Jack knew that he had no chance with Dr. White, or Ms. White as her students called her. She was too independent and bull headed. It was her way, or the highway. If any man tried to cross her, she would bite their head right off. When someone was talking about "that bitch" everyone knew who they were talking about.

Jack rounded the corner and stopped dead in his tracks.

Jane's students were running in a sweat strike panic towards him.

"Hey, hey, hey! Whats going on!?"

"Ms. White!" One student stopped to answer him. "She's gone fucking nuts! She opened the containment door!"

That wasn't possible. There was no way Jane, by herself, could have done that. Jack designed it to be nearly impossible to be done alone. He turned to ask the student a question, but he was long gone. Jack gulped and looked down the corridor and to the observation room door.