“You already know my situation. Sydney told you what happened last time. But this is different. This time, I’m not coming back until this is over.” He looks through the reinforced glass and upon his slumbering wife, machines keeping her alive artificially.
“Trying to kill me is one thing.” His voice breaks in anger. “But breaking into my home, attempting to kill my wife, and putting my sister and son in danger? God can’t even forgive that.”
He meets Jack Bristow’s eyes for the first time that evening. His pupils dilated in anger, hiding the green and only showing furious black.
“When she wakes up. You give this to her.” He holds out a piece of paper he stole from one of the clip boards lying around, in which he wrote a letter to her. “And after she reads it, you destroy it. Because she’ll read it over until it drives her to madness. I don’t know when I’ll be back, and for now it’s just better she forgets that I’m gone.”
“You don’t have to do this.”
“Yes, I do. Because they’ll never stop coming.” He says as he takes out his car keys. He hands them to Jack as well. “Tell them I’ll be back, one day, as soon as it’s safe.”
Everything was going fine!!!! They got married! They have a kid!! They're trying to start all over in Chicago.. or whatever the little suburb it is they're living in. They don't deserve this!!!! 
he's leaving? 