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AN - Wow, I was not expecting this many reviews and requests for the next chapter. Thank you all sooo much! I was going to wait a little while before I posted the next chapter, but you guys have persuaded me to update now, so here is chapter 2, I hope you guys like it. Warning you all right now though, it might be a few days before chapter 3 due to my crazy schedule at the moment. But it will be up as soon as I can get it up.
Enjoy!
Mac opened his eyes to darkness. He was lying on what felt like a thin layer of some sort of carpet, and it felt like he was moving. All it took was one bump that made his body connect with something right above him to conclude that he was in the trunk of a vehicle, and the memories came flooding back like a tidal wave. The bomb, the explosion, and Jack. Was he okay? Was he even alive? The car hitting another bump reminded Mac that he had bigger problems at the moment. If he wanted to find out if Jack was okay, he had to get out of danger first.
All it took was one attempt to move to reveal to the agent that his hands were cuffed behind his back. Mac tried to open his mouth, only discover the piece of tape covering his mouth. He tried to move around the very limited amount of space to find something he could pick the lock with, but the vehicle suddenly pulled to a stop.
Mac could hear footsteps coming towards him. The trunk opened and he could see it was now night, and there were two people looking down at him, but he couldn't see their faces. The men reached down, grabbed his arms, and pulled him out of the trunk.
He tried to stand up, walk on his own two feet, but the men were walking too fast that they just ended up dragging their captive. Mac looked up, hoping he could at least see where he was. All Mac could make out though in the dark was trees, and what looked like to be an abandoned building.
His captors dragged him inside. The entire place seemed empty, except for one area that had an old TV, a few couches and a small table filled with beer bottles. They pulled him away from the area to the right and opened a huge metal door.
Inside was a chair and a table. Before Mac could do anything, he was pushed into the seat. One of the men held him in place while the other grabbed some rope and tied him to the back of the chair.
Mac's attention was drawn back to the door when he heard someone else enter the room. Another man, much larger and more muscular than the other two stood in the doorway, slipping a pair of brass knuckles onto his hand.
"Hello, agent. I have a few questions for you." The third man told him, a sick grin on his face. The only thought that ran through Mac's mind was I am so screwed.
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It was the beeping that woke Jack up from his sleep. He tried to lift his arm to hit his alarm, only to find he couldn't move it. In fact, when he tried, a flare of pain overtook him, and he groaned in response.
"Jack?" The soldier slowly opened his eyes to see a disheveled Riley sitting beside his bed, looking exhausted and worried. That was when it clicked in Jack's mind that he was not at home. He looked around the room, white walls, scratchy sheets, heart monitor beeping, IV in his hand, and concluded he was in the hospital.
"What's going on?" Jack asked as he tried to sit up. That was not a very smart move on his part as the pain from before shot down his arm and side again. The soldier slowly laid back down, and looked back at Riley. The expression she had on her face was starting to scare him. Oh yes, something was definitely wrong.
"Riley, what happened?" Jack asked slowly, but seriously.
"You don't remember?" Riley tried to clarify, wondering if the concussion the doctor said he had was bad enough to cause memory loss. It only took a few moments though for the memories of the explosion to resurface in Jack's mind.
"Where's Mac? Is he okay?" Jack asked so fast, not even giving Riley time to answer the first question.
"We don't know Jack." Riley told him, her shaky voice betraying the fear and helplessness she had been feeling ever since the explosion occurred.
"What do you mean 'we don't know'? Where is he?"
"They took him Jack. The Nex Cito members took him. Pretty sure they left through one of the subway tunnels. We don't know which one or how they got out because the explosion destroyed all the cameras. He's just gone."
