This wasn't meant to happen, non of it was. You weren't meant to sneak in his car to Teufort, and you certainly weren't meant to follow him on a mission, out of curiosity or not.

You'd been shot in the leg when the mission went south, and now Jacques held you firmly against himself while he inwardly panicked, using a hardly large enough crate as a shield while he shot at BLU hurriedly, keeping them away from him. And you.

Jacques: "Ma belle fille.."

He looked down at you, panicked.