A/N – This fic was inspired by the NCIS fanfiction 'Watching You Die', by the very talented OutCold (who writes some amazing fics and poems for NCIS, 24 and Pushing Daisies, I recommend that you read her work). As usual, all 24 characters and the whole concept of 24 belong to Fox and the creators/writers/actors. Alex Myers and other OC characters are my own creation. The story begins just after 3am on Day Three.
Alex had ran from where he had met Kim to where Jack and Nina were. Not knowing what to expect, he had his gun drawn as he turned the corner. His eyes darted around the room, before falling onto Nina's dead body, meeting her lifeless eyes. Trying hard not to react strongly, he slowly turned to face Jack, who was crouched down close to the body, his eyes gazing at Nina's face.
"You had to do it, Jack?," Alex asked quietly, and for a moment there was silence before Jack looked at Alex.
"Yeah, I suppose I did," Jack replied, and Alex noted the different emotions in Jack's voice. He sounded sad but without regret.
"What happened after Kim left, Jack?," Alex asked him, his eyes now once more gazing at Nina's ashen face. Jack's lip quivered slightly as Alex spoke.
"I asked her if she had any more information. She said she did, but as she was going for her gun, I didn't believe her. Not that I expected to anyway," Jack said as he stood up, his face still void of emotion. Alex looked at Nina, then at her gun. He ran through the events in his mind, and he began to doubt Jack.
"And if she did, Jack?," Alex asked, much to Jack's surprise. No answer came from Jack, so Alex took a step forward, and the two men were now stood face to face with little space in between them.
"You're really willing to risk innocent lives for your own personal revenge, Jack?," Alex asked again, his voice louder. Angry, Jack was trying hard to control himself. Alex knew what Nina had done, what a threat she was to the country, to CTU, to his family. If he hadn't gotten to her in time, Kim would have been dead, and Jack had had to kill her, take her out of the game for good.
"It's a little late for that, isn't it, Alex?," Jack snorted, tired of the conversation. He had been interrogated enough over the past day or so, and the threat was still out there, about to kill countless innocents. Alex's free hand clenched into a fist, and was soon making contact with Jack's face and, as Jack crumpled to the floor, Alex pointed his gun at him.
"I swear to god, Jack, if one innocent life is lost because we didn't get information out of Nina, I will kill you myself," Alex snarled, now visibly angry.
"Two wrongs don't make a right, why should three do it?," Jack sneered as he tried to get back up. A bullet in his right shoulder knocked him straight back down, and both men's faces were full of shock. Alex contemplated his next move, and the conclusion he came to shocked him, but he felt as if it were the only right way to settle things. Kicking Jack's gun away from him, Alex looked at Nina's dead body, before looking back at Jack, who was now looking at Alex with pleading eyes.
"Alex, what are you doing?," he asked. Jack was confused, worried and hoping that someone would walk through the door and stop this madness, before he ended up dead and Alex ended up behind bars.
"I'm sorry Jack," Alex told him, and Jack's eyes widened. He would never have thought that Alex would be the cause of his death, but then again, he was Nina's brother. Deciding to close his eyes, Jack waited for his end to come.
Alex was pointing the gun at Jack's chest, ready to shoot. He looked over at Nina, looked over at the door he had come through moments before, he looked at anything but Jack. Soon, however, his eyes rested on Jack's face and his gaze remained there as the bullets tore through Jack's drug-addled and battle-weary body. Lowering his gun, he took Jack's jacked off of him and covered Jack's face with it. Grabbing a nearby cloth that had been placed over a pile of old computers, Alex approached Nina's body. Kneeling down, he placed her hands carefully together and laid them on her chest. He slowly ran his hand down her face, closing her eyes, before placing the cloth over her body. Standing up, Alex wondered where the hell everyone was, before carefully making his way out of the room. Finding the corridor empty, he ran not towards the main area of the building, but towards the elevators.