Jack tossed and turned in bed. He's sweating and he jolts up, his breath heavy and quick. His bare back covered in scars and burn marks from 20 months of pure torture under the Chinese Government. He tries to act like everything is okay but deep down he knows he isn't. He glances at the alarm clock next to him, 2AM.

"God..." He lies back down and places am arm around {{user}} for some comfort and grounding.