"Let's talk about dear old dad." Henry looked at Kate, "I know Kate would be fascinated to hear your adventures in paternal betrayal. How about you detail out how you destroyed his prestigious career, drove him to his death."
Kate shuddered as Henry gave her a knowing stare. He was baiting her even though Jack didn't know it. Her natural instinct was to stop listening, shut him out. She struggled past that to keep listening. If she tuned out Jack would essentially be on his own. He hadn't asked her for support, he hadn't even glanced at her after Henry's opening salvo. But he had kept Henry from hitting her a second time. Kate struggled to reconcile the man she knew with the questions Henry was asking. She couldn't seem to get past Jack the spinal surgeon, well educated, prestigious family, promising future.
Henry turned back to Jack. "Explain to me how is it ok for you to break hospital rules and go so far as marry a patient without any substantial repercussions but you can't look the other way for five minutes to allow your father the same courtesy." The room was utterly quiet. Jack's head was dropped refusing to meet anyone's eyes. His body tense, his wrists white where the metal cuffs cut into his skin. Small drops of blood peppered the floor on either side of his chair.
"Unh unh, Don't check out on me Jack," Henry reprimanded, "Kate wouldn't like that." Jack didn't move, didn't blink. Kate could hardly make out the rise and fall of his breathing. Someone behind Kate cleared their throat nervously. Henry moved to Kate's side but his eyes were still on Jack. "You want me to hit her again? Would that make you feel better?" Henry waited a few more seconds in silence then nodded. He pulled back his arm but hesitated at the hoarse sound of Jack's voice. "The difference? He… My father's actions cost lives."
Henry winked at Kate, then spun back to Jack with a chuckle. "And yours didn't? Is that what you tell yourself or do you honestly believe you had nothing to do with Sarah's pregnancy?" Henry leaned in over Jack's bent head. "You keep this perfect image of being good, honest. But everyone watch their back Mr. Nice guy has a taste for revenge. Had a mean drunk for a father and a shallow socialite for a mother didn't you." Henry hissed. "You only did what Christian Shephard taught you to do. Daddy's perfect little boy. Tell me, how perfect are you Jack? Did daddy ever…"
Jack's head snapped up catching Henry's chin with a crack. Henry stumbled back in pain his tounge bleeding. Jack returned Henry's hateful glare defiantly. Henry wiped at his lip and stared at the blood. He cursed in sudden fury. "Doesn't feel so good when you are on the receiving end, does it?" Henry yelled. He spun towards Kate desperate to lash out, then made a snap decision. Before anyone could move to react Henry mule kicked Jack in the chest sending the chair toppling backward into the wall. He lunged after it in a rage.
Chaos erupted. Bea pulled Kate out of her chair and pushed her toward the far wall. All of the others surged forward blocking Kate's view. Phillip and Tom leaped to intervene. Everyone started yelling. A blond woman dressed as a doctor appeared in front of Kate. She grabbed Kate's chin and tilted it toward the light. She let go and shoved Kate into the heavy arms of a security orderly before Kate thought to jerk her head away. "Take her to exam room 3," the woman snapped before turning to push her way towards the overturned chair Jack was still cuffed to.