I think the whole "family reunion" thing had more potential before we knew that Jack was essentially ezo-exposed and the hospital said she didn't make it though some form of seizure to cover her abduction. Jack's mother and father (if they didn't get geth'd on Eden Prime) will have no reason to look for a child they buried twenty years ago. She's in the ground/in heaven/in a better place/in an urn on the mantle/delete as applicable. Cold, but true. I doubt very much they would recognise her if they saw her somehow (sorry, that's just stretching the credibility of parental empathy beyond breaking point if you ask me). And the same goes for Jack - she'll not recognise them on sight... she'd have to use Liara's info to trace it back. And even if she didn't (because we know Jack's something of a netjunkie for finding things out) and she somehow could find out who she was and where she was from and where mom and dad are... she's never tried to go back before, has she? That speaks volumes.
Ok, we don't know she knows (or ever knew), but we do know Jack. She'd not chase it. She's not blind; they'd never believe this illustrated monster that rips mechs in half with casual abandon and has a narcotics habit that makes Charlie Sheen look like an armless droopy-eyed child (sorry, couldn't resist

) and has probably killed Christ knows how many people over the years is their kid come back from the grave. Nor would Jack want to inflict that on them... she'd think her parents were better off thinking she was dead and not knowing what was done to her or who she's had to become. She's not their little girl anymore - literally. Jack's a hard woman, but she's not cruel without reason, and if she read the Broker's report she'd know she would be laying waste to her family's life potentially. Sure, their kid is alive, but look what's been done to her... be impartial for a moment and imagine you lost a child and discovered twenty years later that your kid is really alive and some terrible combination of Carrie, Alan Moore's version of Edward faakin' Hyde and Tony Montana. You'd be elated for all of a week, and then the reality of who she is now would become heavier and heavier and heavier... it would take a pack of
saints to embrace her again, and sorry, but real people aren't like that. Real people walk out on their kids, sell them into slavery, ignore their abuse, think a card at Christmas is "parenting," so on and so forth... and Jack knows this intimately. Even if it didn't destroy them, it might destroy her. It took thinking she was finally going to buy the farm to push that tender little bit of her heart out for Shep to embrace; there'd be no getout clause like that if she contacted her parents.
And on the other side of the coin (the more Edward Hyde side) -
why the f*ck would she want to, other than to put a bullet in them all? They let those butchers take her away and put her in that lab for years. All that pain. All the suffering. All the scars. All the blood, the death. All the violation. They just accepted she was dead and let her go into a world of long dark shadows; a place where she was drugged, tortured, beaten, shot, stabbed, raped... we know Jack isn't always balanced in her reactions, and while we know she's a lot more together than we often expect, she's still prone to flying off the handle, harbouring grudges, and reacting irrationally. It's not completely unbelieveable that if she ever found out in the past, Jack's biological family died in a suspicious fire some years before the attack on Eden Prime. It's not beyond her - as much as we might not like to imagine it - unlikely maybe, but still possible. When we consider these things, we need to look at it in all lights - even the hard, bleak ones. Because that bleakness is in Jack no matter how much we want her to be a little cuddlebunny.
If it absolutely had to be done... I'd like it to be something like this: Jack watches a middle-aged woman in a park somewhere; she's talking to a young woman who has a toddler on her lap. She sees they're healthy, happy, and need nothing else. And in a way, she can be happy for them having that - more children, grandchildren even... life went on for them, so what was done to her didn't break them either... not that they know, anyway.
And it's better they don't. Jack smiles, and walks away.
Enough. Turn the page. That would fit Jack.
I'd prefer it wasn't done, but if it had to be... that'd do.
Modifié par Mondo47, 04 avril 2011 - 12:03 .