A/N: This came to me a LONG time ago, while I was watching Season 8... I was too lazy to write it down, so please don't be angry with me if it's not that good ^^

Enjoy!

Jack froze as he heard a sound coming from behind the door, followed by a slight click as the door was unlocked. Cursing silently to himself, he hid behind the door, ready to intercept whoever was coming. He knew it would only be one or two people; if it was a full tac team, they would have stormed in, guns blazing.

The door opened, and someone stepped in. Whoever it was took another step forward, and Jack froze as he identified her. Chloe. He hesitated for a second, but his desire to take revenge on the people who had killed Renee, and so many other people, won out.

Chloe had her gun drawn, and aimed in front of her. He waited until she was far enough in front of her, then quickly reached out and disarmed her. She gasped and turned around in surprise, just as he planned, and before she was turned fully around, he had taken her by the throat.

Jack began pushing her toward the wall, still holding her by her throat. Chloe, startled, went along with it while resisting, which ended up in a sideways skip sort of move. He eventually managed to push her up against the wall, and aimed the gun at her, although it killed him inside to do it.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he demanded, panting from the sudden confrontation.

"You don't have to kill Suvarov!" Chloe gasped, ignoring his question. "There's another way!"

"Who else knows where I am?" Jack growled.

"Please, listen-"

"WHO ELSE KNOWS?" he shouted, growing impatient.

Chloe hesistated. After a second, she said, "Cole... and Arlo." Jack stared into her eyes as she added, "If I don't get you out of here in ten minutes, Cole's going to send in every agent we have!"

Jack let his hand fall away from her throat and turned away from her. He took a few steps away from her, his mind racing.

"Jack, they're going to kill you!" Chloe said, stepping away from the wall. Jack turned back to her, still thinking. "There's a standing order to shoot you on sight!" she added nervously. "I couldn't let that happen!"

Jack ignored her. "You shouldn't have come after me," He said, the horrible plan already formed in his mind.

Chloe averted her eyes. "You're my friend." She said quietly. "I didn't have a choice."

Jack stepped behind her as she was speaking. He was about to knock her out directly, but something in her words touched him. After all, that couldn't have been easy for her to admit. She deserved an explanation, but time was short.

"Neither do I." he said. Before her mind could process that, he had her in a sleeper hold.

She gasped and struggled, trying to break free of his grip, but she could already feel herself slipping. In the back of her mind, she wondered if he was going to kill her. He could if he wanted to. They both knew that.

She choked, and he whispered something to her. "Don't fight it," It sounded like he was saying. "Don't fight it..."

She gasped one last time and then sank into unconsciousness.

Jack held her for a minute, and then gently laid her down onto the floor, making sure not to hit her head. He wondered, just for a second, exactly what he was getting himself into. And then he set off to make his preparations while he still had time.

So? How is it so far?

I will be adding more chapters to this, and I promise it will get better as my temporary writer's block goes away. I know it's pretty much just telling you what you already know. Sorry! It's just the way I work... plus it gives me an excuse to watch clips of 24 to 'jog my memory'... ^^