Hours later they returned to the nondescript office building they had held him in before. He was again helped out and put into a wheel chair. The doctor had made it clear that he should not move too much, and he absolutely should not be up and walking anytime soon. They wheeled him into the building. The big man finally uncuffed Jack's wrist as they got onto the elevator. No one spoke the entire way up. Jack's mind was trying to figure out exactly what they would do here with him now.
The man pushed Jack off the elevator and down the hall, that looked familiar to Jack, though the last time he had been dragged down it, he was in immense pain, almost like now but he was being pushed this time.
He pushed Jack into an empty conference room and left him alone. Jack heard the door lock as soon as it closed. Great he thought to himself, could things get any better. He was sure they didn't bring him here to say sorry, and make everything better.
After what seemed like forever David Palmer, Kate Warner, and Brad Hammond walked into the room. Jack's shock registered on his pain ridden face when he saw Brad. "Hello Jack. It's nice to see you again."
"I wish I could say the same Brad." Jack said easily slipping into his old ways. He noticed this slight change and wondered what that meant.
"We need you to answer a few questions Jack." Palmer said after clearing his throat. Jack's big friend walked into the room and leaned against the wall behind Jack.
"Sure if you answer a few of my questions."
"Depending on them we can attempt to answer them." David said seeing that Jack was going to be more civil than last time he would act in kind. "First question. Do you know the doctor who tended to you when you went back?"
"No. Someone they knew. He has a clinic and works at a hospital which I don't know. You'll have to excuse me I wasn't in the best shape." Jack said bitterly. His new self easily taking over.
"You brought it all on yourself Jack. All you had to do was answer our questions." David said all innocently.
Jack lost it, he almost stood up in protest, but his mind told him to stay in the chair because it would hurt to much to stand, his anger took over and he spoke quickly, "If you hadn't betray me maybe I would have been more cooperative. You left me there to die. You knew where I was at, you also knew what they were doing. I wouldn't be surprised if somehow you had set everything up. If you hadn't been the one to help Nina escapes CTU or make it look as if I had captured her so she could easily move in the United States. I wouldn't be surprise if the last few horrendous years hadn't been all some sort of sick plan." Jack said thinking that he might be onto something here.
Palmer just smiled at him, "You still could have answered our questions."
"And betray the people who had been upfront with me." He said glaring at Palmer he felt his respiration rate increase as his heart increased from the adrenalin going through his body. He grimaced in pain as he was trying to slow his breaths as they were causing him pain.
"Calm down Jack you don't need to go hurting yourself over something so trivial."
"Yes my life is trivial to you."
"Your life compared to millions yes."
Jack finally said what he had been thinking for quiet a few years, "You knew all about Nightfall and you had been the one to set it up to fail didn't you. I was suppose to die with my men, but I ruined whatever plan you concocted when I survived didn't I?" Jack said his mind clear.
"Jack you are paranoid." Palmer said acting as if the notion was ridiculous. "You are a traitor to your country Jack, a paranoid one at that with a vivid imagination."
"You can't be a traitor if they betray you first." Jack said calmly.
"Well I guess will have to let the tribunal decide on that." Palmer challenged further.
"Ok so you don't know the doctor what happened while you were away?"
Jack relayed all the events from his relationship with Nina, to the men in black, to when he woke up in the hospital. He left not a single detail out. He didn't care anymore.
"So they found out through a source any idea who this source is?"
"No she didn't trust me from the get go." He said flatly.
"Jack do you know where you were the house?" Hammond asked kindly.
"No. We took the boat down like I said and I don't know where we went to shore. The house was right off the beach. I didn't stay there long."
"That's good enough Jack. I can have Adam look around that area." Hammond said smiling at Jack.
"Anything else?" Jack asked looking around to everyone in the room.
"Not that I can think of now. Grant go ahead and take him to the room."
Jack tensed slightly he knew the big ars dudes name now. A part of him screamed for vengeance while another told him to keep his mouth shut and just go through with it.
Grant wheeled Jack back to the room he had stayed in during his previous visit. Jack was noticeably uncomfortable entering the room. He had no good memories of the room. He left jack in the wheel chair not caring to help him any further.
Jack sat in the chair unsure of his ability to move. He waited he knew Palmer would be down soon. He had been to smooth in the interrogation to let Jack continue on with the accusations, and that told Jack that he was right on something, or everything for that matter.
He was almost shocked when both Palmer and Hammond walked in. Hammond smiled kindly at Jack again, "I had one more question Jack if you don't mind answering." Hammond looked around the room and than to Palmer, "You are not seriously thinking about keeping him in here. There is blood all over the place, and look at that mattress the man was sot in the back there is no way he could even lay on that without inflicting some sort of pain."
"It's ok Brad. It's my blood anyways." Jack said smiling at Palmer.
"Oh. Still the point is you have better places either move him or I'll talk to the higher ups and get him moved somewhere else."
"You do what you have to do Brad." Palmer said glaring at Jack.
"You had a questioned?" Jack asked bringing him back to why they were there.
"Oh yes." Brad paused to think of it, "You said that a man talked to you and Nina after the grabbed you out of the house."
"Yes. I didn't seem him real well. I was sort of in a painful position." Jack said trying to picture the face, "I think if I saw a picture I might be able to identify him, but I'm not a hundred percent sure."
"That's great. I'll see if we can't get Tony over with some shots and maybe a computer program to help you draw the face if you don't see it." Hammond said feeling like they were going somewhere.
Jack was still visibly in pain, but he was getting used to it. He stared at the two men in the room. Palmer finally made his decision. "We can move him next door."
"Good." Hammond said walking over behind Jack and pushing him into the room next door.
When they wheeled Jack next door to the room Tony had been staying in. Jack saw the window and was amazed by it and shocked at the same time that he had not noticed it before. Hammond was kind enough to help him onto the bed and they left him. Jack laid on the bed the pain numbing his mind that was trying to over think everything. He tried to fight off the exhaustion he felt but he couldn't his body was much too weak, and his mind was much to exhausted. He closed his eyes and went into a nice slumber.
