Jack gave Will a hard stare for several minutes before answering.
"What do you remember, son?" Jack's attempt at sympathy was making Will extremely nervous and he took a sip of water before beginning.
"I remember being cleared of being a double. A big guy, Eric or Aaron maybe, came and got me out of my cell. I asked to use a computer because the name of the person identified as the real double was familiar. That guy, now I remember, Houdini – Eric Weiss, with the magic trick, he lent me his computer. We found the name of the person on my Project Christmas list, Allison Georgia Doren." Will's face whitened and he looked horrified at Jack.
Jack's instincts howl at him to comfort this grieving person, but he remained by the window immobilized.
"OH MY GOD, Francie!" he screamed.
"Jack, it wasn't Francie at all…Allison Doren." Will broke down into moans and sobs. Jack slowly made his way over to the chair next to the bed. He sat uncomfortably on the edge of the seat and his hand hovered near Will's shaking form.
A deep, tortured moan escaped Will's lips.
"Francie? Do you know what happened to her? Is she alive?" he managed between sobs and hiccups.
Jack just shook his head and Will launched his body toward Jack. Jack gathered the broken man in his arms and remembered when he was told that Laura was gone, and uneasily patted the younger man's back.
Will's monitors start buzzing and ringing and Nan rushed in. She surveyed the scene, turned off the monitors and headed back out of the room. A few moments later she returned with a syringe and injected something into Will's IV. Moments later Will's sobs quieted and he became calmer.
"Do you remember anything else from that evening?" Jack tried to push ahead, hoping that he was not pushing too hard or too soon, but there was the hint of urgency just beneath the surface.
"I remember going home and continuing to research what happened to Allison Doren. She was part of Project Christmas and she supposedly died in a fire when she was younger. Francie came home with ice cream." Will smiled and took a sip of water.
"I remember going into the bathroom to get something, aspirin maybe. I couldn't find any in the medicine cabinet and so I had to hunt around." He paused again and his eyes became wider. "I found some provocillium and realized that it wasn't Francie at all. I kind of remember that I called Syd and left a message that Francie could be the double.
I went out and looked for Francie and then it gets fuzzy. Maybe she confronted me, but I really don't remember much except waking up here." He slumped back against his pillows, nearly spent from the reliving of the incident.
Jack got up and started pacing, not satisfied with Will's memory.
"Jack, what do you know?" Will started blinking his eyes, fighting off the need for sleep. The medicine that Nan had injected into his IV was taking effect, but he was eager to find out what his memory wouldn't supply.
"It appears that there was a struggle between you and Fran..Allison, due to the state of your apartment and your injuries. When you were found, you were barely alive and immediately brought here. This is a CIA secure hospital ward." Jack looked out of the window again, his back to Will.
"Allison was found shortly thereafter, also barely alive. She was transported to this hospital and was questioned by an agent. She refused to answer any questions. She died on the operating table." Jack glanced over his shoulder towards Will. "I'm sorry."
Will couldn't fight the medicine any more and dozed off, tears still wet on his cheeks.
Jack's gaze returned to the window and whispered "Oh Sydney, where are you?"