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Kim's POV

I was sitting with Jack when Ty and Frank came in and took him away. I got up and started pacing around the cell. What could they possibly be doing to him? How are the hurting him? That's when I heard Jack's scream. I was louder than last time. That was like a yell this time it sounded more like a scream and it was ear piercing. I ran over to the bars and grabbed them when I heard the door open. Frank dragged a limp and lifeless looking Jack to the door of the cell, opened it, and threw him in along with a bath towel before locking us back in and leaving us alone. "Jack!" I yelled and knelt down next to him. He just groaned. His shirt was drenched in blood and the stain was increasing in size. I pulled up his shirt to reveal his scar had been opened and was severely bleeding. I grabbed his towel a pushed in onto the wound.

"Kim." Jack groaned in pain.

"I'm sorry Jack, I have to apply the pressure, I know it hurts, I'm sorry." I said sympathetically. The bleeding was slowing down and I was pretty sure that Ty was going to kill Jack. I heard the door open a crack and saw a shadowy figure slip in. I watched it as it slowly moved into the sunlight coming through the small window and it revealed Frank. "What do you want?" I hissed at him.

He didn't say anything he slipped another towel along with a box of gauze and medical tape with a note taped to it, through the bars. He took the bloody towel I handed to him and left silently. I read the note and it said:

Kim I am sorry for doing this to you and Jack. Ty is letting you go on Friday but not Jack. Here is some stuff to help him. I will be back tomorrow night with food too.

-Frank

This note surprised me. Under all that...whatever Frank was, was a caring person. I whipped off Jack's cut and taped multiple gauze pads over it. I leaned my head back against the hard wall and put Jack's in my lap while he slept. I played with his hair until he started shifting and mumbling things. Suddenly he shot up and yelled. His sudden movement must have caused him pain because he winced and laid back down. "Nightmare?" I asked quietly, stroking his hair.

"It was terrible." He said with a shaky voice.

"What happened?"

"They were torturing you." This surprised me. I thought he would be the one getting tortured.

"How?"

"By making you watch."

"As…" I said implying for him to go on.

"As they beat me." He added quickly.

"Wait, so you were getting beaten in your dream and the worst part was that they made me watch?" This couldn't be right I would fear for myself not for the other person, I know it sounds selfish.

"Kim the first time I was beaten you only heard and came out of the closet in tears. I know you would hate seeing it." He must really love me.

"I think it's illegal to love me as much as you do." I commented. By saying that I managed to get a small laugh out of him and a smile, "I finally got you to smile."

"You could have just asked. Just seeing you makes me smile." He said sweetly.

"I love you."

"I love you too." I leaned down and kissed him but it was cut short by the door opening slightly and someone slipping in.

"Stay here." I told him.

"Where else am I supposed to go? We are locked in a ten by ten cell and I can't move." I laughed and shook my head at his remark before walking over to the bars. Once again it was Frank. I gave him the other towel and took the new stuff he gave me. I walked back to Jack and sat down. I helped him sit up so that he was leaning against the wall. "What's that?"

"Stuff." I spread it out on the floor and saw that Frank had given us a can of Red Bull, a can of Coke, a bag of pretzels and a bag of potato chips. I knew Jack liked Red Bull and potato chips so I gave that to him and I took the other stuff. "Eat up. It's gonna be our only food till tomorrow night." Jack and I both ate our food and drinks in silence and then when we finished I threw our trash out the window.

I leaned up against the wall next to him and shivered. It was an unreasonable cold night for Seaford and since there was no glass on the window, the temperature in the room changed with outside. "You cold?" Jack asked and I nodded. "Come 'ere." He put his arm around me and I snuggled into him. I felt safe in Jack's arms and like nothing could touch me, extremely unrealistic for our situation but that's how I felt. I surprisingly had a wonderful dream that night, ironic right?

A/N: this is years later in a dream I was lying on the roof of a large mansion looking house looking up at the stars. I turned my head and saw Jack lying next to me but he was staring at me. I had a five karat diamond ring on my finger and a wedding band along with it. "I love you Jack."

"I know that. Otherwise you wouldn't have married me." He flashed me is cocky grin and I smiled back at him.

Only one thing could make this world better and I was about to tell him. "You know that thing we did a few nights ago?"

"How could I forget? Then again we do do it like every week." He said seductively.

"Well, last time came with a surprise."

"No." He said in disbelief but still smiling. I nodded, "You' re pregnant?" I nodded and smiled and he kissed me.

"You're not mad?" I asked a little surprised.

"No of course not. Wait I am the father right?" He joked.

"Of course." I said laughing and he laughed with me.

"Wakie wakie." Ty's obnoxious voice pulled me away from my perfect dream. "Now Ms. Crawford, I can't harm you physically but I can harm you mentally. Just sit back and enjoy the show. He walked out of the room I was now in and I looked through glass and saw Jack tied in a chair, fully awake. I noticed I was also tied in a chair as well before I saw Ty had walked in and whispered something in Jack's ear and his eyes widened. The next thing that happened I thought I was ready for, but boy was I wrong.