"The button!"
"What?"
"The button, the yellow button!"
She watched him drag himself over, lean up against the wall and slam the button. She knew what she had to do, and moments later, she was picking him up from the water, holding him in her arms. She sat there, holding him (it felt surprisingly comfortable) and watching the water drain out when the door at the far side of the room opened.
"Ben." She said coldly. How could he just leave her here to fend for herself with one of them? And he had been willing to let her die... or what it just him manipulating Jack? He still confused her, even after 3 years.
Ben chose not to answer her, but he coldly walked over to where Juliet was sitting, still supporting the unconscious man, and helped her carry him back to his room. Neither of them dared say a word for the fear it would end in something violent.
"It's time to bring out his file," Ben said, turning to look her in the eyes at last.
"Ben, look what he's been through, don't you think—"
"Juliet, I understand that you are mad at me, but why are you even trying to stick up for one of them? Go get changed into some dry clothes, and then come and find me in the surveillance room for his file!"
Ben obviously wasn't open for objections, and Juliet knew that for her plan to work, she had to break Jack in. Using his file seemed so cruel though. Ben knew, and he was always right, that he would ask about Sarah, and Juliet had the answers he was looking for. Reluctantly, she did as she was told, and just over an hour later, she found herself sitting on the opposite side of the glass from Jack, still unconscious from her punch.
"He really is cute," she thought, as she watched his chest rise up and down with his soft breathing, his muscular arms draped over the sides of the table. That had been her first reaction when she had seen him on the pearl cameras with Ben, and it still held true. She shook herself for thinking such thoughts, "he's one of them. I'm supposed to be here to break him, not fall in love with him." She laughed at herself for even thinking about that, and turned to open his file. She heard him stirring, and the process began
.
"Jack?" she called a few minutes later, shaking him from his thoughts. There were tears in his eyes, and she felt awful, but she knew that Ben was watching her and that she had to go through with it. "What would you like to know?"
"Is she... happy?" The look on his face melted Juliet's heart. She didn't even bother to open his file. "I can't break his heart any further." "Yes, Jack, she's very happy."
He made that face again. That pained face that made Juliet want to break down the glass and go put her arms around him and tell him everything was going to be alright. But she couldn't do that. She had to break him. It took all her will power to ask him about food again and to watch him slouch against the far wall. She left the room and in that moment she knew that things were going to be a lot more complicated than her trying to break him. He had broken her.