Jail break - Kara/Jack
His mind felt beavy after everything was said and done, after Lilith finally left his prison. He sat amongst bodies of some young children, neither of them older than six. All kinds of broken because he refused to give answers. Because he took a chance and they suffered. That was gonna stop. He should have thought it through. His shirt was torn and blood spilled from various wounds. A gash on his forehead screamed for attention. But the part that was broken the most wasn't physical, his eyes looked haunted the more they watched the small forms. Seeming detached even while Lilith had cut tortured and bled him dry he worried more about them. She'd found his soft spot and exploited it. Then to rub salt in the wound, reminded him of Kira.
There were slices of skin removed from his arms and neck. Cut in a creatively sickening way. Jack didn't even hear Kara calling his name as his mind slipped into a fog, until the door fell in and she was standing infront of him. A delayed reaction, he jerked away from her. Thinking it was still one of Lilith's attacks. And then it was like time itself stopped, and he couldn't move. Couldn't respond even though distantly he heard her. It was like he'd slipped into a catatonic state of shock.
Eyes refused to meet hers. Blood running down the left side of his face and into his eye. Stinging it badly. It was so much to wrap his mind around while he suffered that it was amazing he wasn't unconscious already as it were.