"You don't remember anything?" Jack moved back to pour her more water, putting the glass back to her lips. "You were arrested for hurting your stepfather. We broke you out and you were in a bad shape." He pushed the image of a broken Alice in her father's arms out of his mind. She was safe and awake. No longer broken. "This is the first time you've been lucid since yesterday." He frowned and pushed some hair away from her bangs tenderly. "How are you feeling?"