Jack drove down the deserted dark road. He didn't know where he was going or where the road would lead him, he just wanted to escape it all. He turned the radio on as his eyes started to droop from exhaustion. He finished everything back home said goodbye to everyone and set off to the unknown location to have a real vacation for once.
All your purpose are gone
Nothing right and nothing wrong
Nothing venture nothing gained
Fill no sorrow feel no pain
Kiss me while I'm still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms
Let me live and let me learn
Now I follow my own way
And I'll live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice
Looking forward and not behind
Everybody got to cross that line
Free me now
Keep me caged and free the beast
Falling faster time goes by
Fear is not seen through these eyes
What there was will never be
Now I'm blind and can not see
He was out searching for his dream life. Trying to get back what was taken from him or at least a small piece. He needed the time alone, the time to cope with everything and find himself again. When he looked in the mirror he saw two people, who he was and who he use to be, neither of them satisfying him. He needed to be the Jack of his youth, not the Jack of CTU or the Jack post Teri. He needed to be a good father, possibly a good grandfather, and a good friend or lover, whatever ended up when he found another person. He talked to Kate and they both agreed they should just be friends. Kate was not willing to wait for him any longer, and he could not speed up the process. So they settled for friends, which in reality meant if they saw each other on the street they would have an awkward hello, and maybe even the occasional call to make sure the other was still alive. Jack knew he had lost something in Kate, something he lost in Teri, but he had to loss it so he could find himself again.
He drove with all the heavy thoughts running through his mind. He could always think the best when he was driving on the open road with his music blaring. Nothing in his way, just him and the road, sometimes he thought that was the life. What his life would have been like if he was a truck driver? Just him and the road driving, no stress except the deadline, it might be worth it, but he could never sit still long enough to drive a truck. He secretly needed the action to keep him going. But like all things we need to live sometimes we need to take a break from them, and that was what he was going to do. This time he informed everyone of his plans to drive and just drive till he was out of gas. He promised he would stay in contact with them, but he knew he would only call occasionally to keep himself from going back into action. He needed time to heal the wounds he collected over the years. He knew like this he was not good for anything.
As he drove down the road he saw a young woman standing on the side of the road holding up a sign. He saw her car on the side. He pulled over knowing this wasn't the best place for anyone to be at night.
At first Jamie was afraid, she was alone on the deserted road and finally someone had pulled over, but like most women she was scared of the man not knowing his intentions.
"What seems to be the problem ma'am?" Jack said smiling at her sensing her weariness of him.
"My car broke down and I don't have a cell phone. Don't like them, I know I should buy one for these occasions but they are just a waste of money and pain in the ars. People calling you all the time, and you have no reason not to answer."
Jack laughed at her as she said this, he had thought that very thought on more than one occasion. "If you want I can give you a ride into town or you could use my cell phone to call someone."
She looked at him weighing her options, she was never one to just jump in a car with anyone, but she didn't really have the money to have her car towed and she had to get out of there quick incase Anthony caught up with her. She was a woman with little options, so she took a chance and prayed she made the right decision, "Could you give me a ride? Where are you heading too?" She asked wanting to take the ride as far away as she could.
Jack smiled at her, "I'm not really sure." He said somewhat embarrassed he was twice her age and just now going on one of those long find yourself, the journey is more important than the destination, trips.
"Well if you don't mind I can pitch in for gas and join you till you stop off somewhere. I really just want to get out of here, but this piece of sh!t just wouldn't work with me."
"How old are you?" Jack said looking at her. She was young eighteen or nineteen at the most.
"I'm twenty-one. Is that a problem?" She asked wondering what he was thinking, maybe it wasn't the best idea.
"No. I just was being cautious you look a lot younger than you really are and I wanted to make sure I wasn't helping you run away or anything like that." Jack said embarrassed again.
"Nothing like that. I promise. . " She paused for him to fill in the blank with his name.
"Jack. Jack Bauer."
"I'm Jamie. Just let me get my stuff out of the car." Jamie walked to her car opened the door grabbing a disk man, a book bag, suitcase, and a CD binder. She put her stuff in the back seat with Jack's duffel bag and sat in the front with her disk man.
She sat nervous in the front seat fiddling with her disk man head phones. She hated the silence that consumed the car. It always was like this when she first meant someone, she couldn't figure out how to start a conversation without sounding like all she cared about herself because in reality that's all she had an idea of to talk about. She would always relate back to what someone was going through with something she had gone through in order to make conversation, but in the end it just sounded like she was only wanting to talk about herself. She opted for silence in most incidents, especially when she found the person to be attractive, as the man who was driving was. She couldn't stand the silence anymore, "Do you think I could put a CD in?" She asked referring to the CD player.
"Uhm. Sure." Jack said wondering what he would be listening to. He could handle most music, but there were the few he just couldn't stand. He glanced over every now and than to steal a glance at the young woman. He was sure she was lying about her age she looked way to young to be twenty-one, but than most women lied about their age usually they made themselves younger.
