Who: Juno and Jack (Open to the other cellblock tango chicks!) Where: Jack's new cell When: 11ish, just after being moved
If there was ever a person that Jack Montgomery wanted to beat, throttle, and maim out of existence, it was Officer Whatever-the-Fuck-His-First-Name-Even-Was Simms. It was entirely against his nature, he wasn't sure he'd ever hit anyone in anger or outside of a boxing class, but just this once he could make an exception.
He wasn't all that surprised when Simms showed up somewhere around eleven to cheerily explain that he was shuffling things around a bit. He'd already done it with Juno and Cecilia, and while there weren't any real high priority threats for Simms to worry about here, as far as Jack could tell, mixing everything up was likely some kind of tactic to keep them from coordinating. Or...something. Someone around here who was smarter than he was probably had this figured out a bit better than he did. He really, really didn't want to play along with whatever Simms was trying to do, particularly after Kate had shared what he'd done to Juno, but he also knew that resisting was likely going to get not only himself hurt, but Nicolae as well. And everyone else in the block, probably. And, because Simms probably knew where to hit where it hurt, especially Juno.
Complying without much fuss seemed to grant him a surprisingly uneventful trip into another cellblock with his hands cuffed behind his back. Once inside, he tried to pick out who it was in the cell straight across, but was angled into his own cell before he could really process that he was fairly sure it was Juno. He nearly stopped walking, wanting to go to her bars to see her, to inspect the damage, to reel back against the man steering him into his new space, but he reminded himself that it was better for everyone if they just got rid of him as fast as possible. There wasn't a doubt in his mind why he'd been put here. Leverage. A threat. Some future punishment. Or, hell, maybe a current one, for all Jack knew.
He ignored the disparaging remarks from Simms in regards to this being the block where he was shoving all the women, and just waited for the asshole to uncuff him and leave. God, he just wanted the asshole to leave. When he did, he immediately went to the bars calling across, his voice frantic as he called. "Juju? Juju are you okay?"