They got to the clinic and the doctor took Jack through the back door even if the clinic was closed he didn't' want anyone to see the man going in. He put Jack in one of the examination room and began to collect all the supplies he would need. He than had a thought he needed a bigger machine.

He walked back into the room the man was in and said, "I can't do everything here. I know I said I could, but I can't. I'm going to move you to the hospital I have full access to the facilities and I can get in and out without any record of it."

Jack knew something like this was coming he was to tied and sore to argue, "Do whatever I'll follow whatever you say." Jack gave in.

"Ok got to move you a little more." The man said walking up and helping Jack off the bed back to the car. He drove to the nearest hospital and got a wheel chair to wheel Jack inside. He went directly to the CAT scan machine and started the process after giving Jack a full brief on what he needed him to do while inside.

When he finished he put Jack back in the wheel chair and went back to the clinic with the scans. He started to count the number of broken bones and gave up. Jack had multiple broken ribs, two of his fingers were practically shattered, a collar bone had been fractured, and so had his wrist in one spot. The only real good news he found through the scans that Jack had not suffered a skull fracture. He went to setting all of Jack's broken bones and putting a cast on the ones he could. "I'm not sure what to do about the ring finger." He said quietly to himself he had given Jack a mild sedative to help with the pain and Jack was clearly not in a shape to care that he was baffled by the shattered finger. He taped it up and hoped for the best.

He went to fixing all of the incision on Jack. He looked at the gun shot wound and cringed. It had become slightly infected and he knew that would be causing a fever soon. He cleaned it out and fixed it up again. He found some antibiotics and put them into Jack's blood stream to help the infection. After hours of working on Jack he was sure he had done all he could do. He went to his office where he had a small supply of subscription samples. He found Demerol and penicillin to give to whoever would come to pick Jack up. He grabbed a small plastic bag and filled it with gauze, antibiotic crème, and tape to help keep Jack's wounds dressed and clean.

After he finished he went and checked on Jack. Jack was fully awake and clearly in pain.

"Sir I'm going to give you a sedative to help you sleep. It looks like you haven't slept in a long time and your body needs the rest to help fight off the infection and heal properly." The doctor inserted the needle into Jack's arm before he could object.

After he saw to it that Jack was resting he dialed the number he had been called from earlier.

"Hello." A voice answered.

"The man is ready now. I have his prescriptions and anything else he needs here too."

"I will send some people to collect him." The man voice said before he hung up.

The doctor felt a tinge of fear; they still could kill him to keep him from ever speaking about the patient he treated. He knew by the man's state that it was not something he wanted to be involved in but he didn't have much of a choice in the end. He waited for the people to come each time thinking maybe he should run away and leave the man here or call the cops. For all he knew the man was being held against his will, it didn't seem like that on the boat, but looks can be deceiving.

The men were there within a half hour to procure Jack. James and Steven struggle to carry Jack's dead weight to the car. They didn't want to hurt him further. The doctor handed them Jack's clothes, he had Jack changed into scrubs. They thanked the doctor and gave him money for being quiet about it and left. The doctor was relieved once they were gone. He went inside and turned the news on. The man he had been treating was on; he had escaped jail earlier today. They went on to say he was armed and very dangerous. The doctor thought about calling the police, but the man didn't seem to dangerous and someone sure had beat the hell out of him, to which the doctor assumed the police because they man had incurred the injuries over the past few days by the looks of them, and if he had been in jail he very well could not have gotten them anywhere else. The doctor looked up the clinic and went home forgetting about all he had done that day.

When they got back to the boat the men carried Jack into a room and laid him gently on the bed. Nina looked at Jack worriedly he had been sleeping so hard, he didn't even wake when James accidentally hit his broken collar bone.

"Why is he so out of it?" Nina asked worried, she was worried for Jack it hit her hard. No she was just worried about someone she knew was a good worker she lied to herself.

"The doctor sedated him. He gave us some antibiotics Jack is suppose to take along with some pain killers." James said.

"Thank you James could you leave me and Steven for a minute I need to talk to him about something."

"Yes ma'am." James left quickly.

Steven took a seat he knew Nina was going to start questioning about everything as if he knew the answers.

"How do you think he got so messed up? I saw him in the interrogation room he wasn't this bad off."

"Maybe the police?" Steven offered.

"Yeah but they can't legally do that and why would they?" Nina questioned further. "By the looks of it they didn't even take him to the hospital for the gun shot wound. They took me." She said confused something wasn't right here.

"I don't know. He was one of them."

"So was I at one time." She said shutting down everything Steven thought of.

"But he was like a super agent for them. He was the guy if I'm not mistaken. His lose would be a greater problem than yours wouldn't it?" He didn't want to hurt Nina's feelings by making her think her defection was worthless or any less than Jacks, but in the end it had been.

"Yeah I guess. Something just isn't right." Nina said sitting on the bed next to Jack.

"Anything else?" Steven asked before standing up.

Jack had begun to sweat and shake slightly the fever the doctor had predicted was starting. "Yes could you bring me a basin of cool water and a towel. He has a fever." Nina said standing up pulling the blankets over Jack. She looked down at his face and felt a twinge of sadness for his condition. She hoped he healed quickly.

Steven returned with a basin of cool water and asked, "Do you want me to bring you anything to eat?"

"No not right now. Nina had noticed the boat was moving, "When will we be in international waters?"

"About an hour."

"Let me know when we are."

"Yes Ma'am." Steven went to leave the room and than he turned back, "Is he going to be ok?"

"I think so. He has a high tolerance for pain."

Steven left the room he had work to do; he had to make sure everything went smooth as they tried to make it to international waters. It was his job to make sure Nina and Jack were safe. The boss's wanted to make sure that they both were alive and able to work soon. He had promised he would try his hardest to help them get to that point.

Nina watched Jack a little longer before she decided to leave him to sleep. She put the cool wash cloth on his head and left the room. She walked to the deck of the boat and surveyed the world. She had always loved being on the water because it had a calming effect. She use to think not matter what her problems were she could always find a body of water and just watch it and the water would was away her problems.