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"Kate? Are you still with me?" His voice came as a whisper through the darkness. He heard her make a small noise, signaling that she was. Where were they? Jack wasn't sure. It was dark and cold. And not just chilly. It was freezing. He felt a cold hard wall behind him, and he didn't dare move away from it. The only warmth he felt was Kate leaning against him. He felt the warmth of her body and the warmth of her blood. He held his crumpled up shirt against her head in the spot that they had hit her.
Pain. That was all Kate was focused on. Not the darkness, or the cold, or even Jack. She heard his voice every few moments asking if she was okay, and she even answer him slightly, but she didn't really realize it. Her face was stained with dry tears and one side of it with wet blood and she knew now how violent these people could be.
The door suddenly opened and light filled the room, making their eyes clamp shut. "Oh don't be such babies." a man with a gruff voice said. Two men came in and yanked the two prisoners to their feet. "Here's the deal." the first man said. We're gonna treat you decently. We'll fix you up, feed you, and let you stay somewhere other than this cell. But in return you're gonna have to answer a few questions for us."
"And if we don't?" Jack tried, squinting his eyes to see through the bright light.
The first man snapped his fingers, and the man who was holding Kate slammed her against the wall. Her knees gave out and he let her crumble to the floor.
"/That's/ what happens if you don't." The first man warned.
Kate stared at the floor, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. She could feel Jack watching her, but she was too ashamed to look up at him. The man yanked her to her feet again and a rush of dizziness and nausea swept over her. She hiccupped and bent over slightly.
"I swear, if you get sick, I'll slam you against the wall again." The man holding her threatened.
Kate closed her eyes tightly and with a disgusted look swallowed it back down. It made her feel even sicker, but she tried to ignore the feeling.
Jack watched her, feeling sorry for her. The man's grip on him tightened and both he and Kate were pulled out of the room. There was a long white empty hall in front of them and they began to head down it. Trying not to be noticed, he reached over and took hold of Kate's hand.
She glanced at him, then back at the ground, then instead of pulling away, Kate gave his hand a gentle squeeze. "It hurts." she mouth silently, looking at him again, fresh tears on her facing.
"You'll be okay." Jack mouth back. They were pulled apart and dragged into different rooms.