Jack raised his hands in defense as Sam stumbled backwards. Jack's bruise healed, just as any other wound would have, leaving him just as he was before. "Sam. I'm not moving. Just calm down." Jack said, his voice smooth and calm. "You're in Torchwood. You called me not even a half hour ago and said you needed to talk. You're in your bedroom. I came to see what was going on. You hit me. Now, talk to me, Sam. What's going on." Jack asked, blue eyes focused on him as he briefly considered calling for Ianto. He knew Sam knew about the security cameras in Torchwood, and if something was going wrong, or if someone else had been in here, everyone would know.
"Is there someone in here? We can check the security cameras. I need you to calm down, Sam. I'm not going to do anything to you. I'm staying right here. Go ahead and open up the program from your laptop." Jack pleaded, still unsure of what Sam was experiencing. He just knew it couldn't have been good, not with him responding like that.