Kilgrave had finally slipped up, even as he continued to tear his life apart around her. She'd been playing catch up for way too long, but now she knew where he was, where he had to be. It was thanks to Luke too, some small part of him still having the presence of mind to tell his friend Roy where he was going. Kilgrave must have fucked up even as he took control of Luke's life, forgetting to make sure Luke kept quiet.
Now Jessica had an address and as she stood outside of the fenced in property fingering a gun in her pocket, she knew what she had to do. It was time to end this, once and for all. Luke was probably in there. Trish might be as well. Hope too, if Kilgrave hadn't already killed her like he'd killed off Hogarth. All she had left was Malcolm, but at least if this all went wrong he'd be safe, hopefully even move on and live his life.
Taking in a deep breath, Jessica Jones crouches down, and then springs up into the sky. She can't fly, she never has been able to much to her chagrin. She's always thought flying would be kinda cool, kinda freeing… but she doesn't have that. All she really has is controlled falling. So she controls the fall as she hits the peak of her jump and starts coming back to Earth. She aims for high up on the mansion, landing as quietly as she can on an upstairs balcony.
She needs to move quietly and quickly, find Kilgrave and put bullets in him. She doesn't want to run into anyone she may have to hurt, and she certainly doesn't want to run into anyone she knows. She can't risk anything weakening her resolve, doesn't want to see any of her friends under his control if she can help it. That's why, when she finishes quietly closing the balcony doors behind her and then turns around to find Trish in the room with her, she startles badly.
"Fuck!"
Jessica just barely manages to avoid pulling her gun on Trish. She doesn't want to reveal her hand too early, she knows she can wrestle Trish into submission if need be, and frankly she's never going to shoot Trish as is. Still, it doesn't look like Trish is going to fight her, judging by the smile on her face.
"Jessica, you're finally here! James said you were coming, and I almost didn't believe it. I'm so happy to see you."
Jessica swallows thickly as she steps further into the room, "Trish, listen to me. You're under Kilgrave's control. You have to fight it. Think, if he hasn't explicitly said you can't tell me where he is, you can give me his location. I can end this."
Trish gives her that look that she's all too used to, the perfect combination of pity and disappointment. Jessica's lived with that all her life though from so many different sources, so despite the fact that it's coming from Trish, she shakes it off even as Trish answers her, "It's okay Jessica, James told me I should bring you to him. You need his help. Come on, let's go see him."
Trish moves to the door and holds it open, but Jessica is still frozen in place, finally able to place how Trish is acting. Trish is humoring her, leading her on. She's acting like Jessica is crazy or dangerous. Gritting her teeth together, Jessica asked the obvious question, "Trish, who is James?"
That gets a weird reaction as her best friend, her surrogate sister actually blushes and smiles, "Oh Jess, I think he might be the one. He's just so…"
As Trish begins to expound on the virtues of this James fellow, Jessica is starting to get a better understanding of what Kilgrave has done to Trish and just who James is. Fuck, he'd turned her into a blushing would be bride. Had he been raping her mind and body all this time while Jessica moped around in her depression and misery?
Jessica hadn't even thought that there might be something wrong with Trish until she found out Hope was released. And she really should have! Trish, calling super powers freakishness? Hah, she'd wanted super powers more than anyone Jessica knew growing up! It was so obvious a sign and Jessica had missed it because she'd been beating herself up over losing Kilgrave, and figured that Trish being disgusted with her just made sense.