The following takes place between 10:00 am and 11:00 am. Events occur in real time.

Schumann Residence, LA

JACK BAUER was silent. He watched the television screen as footage of a flaming car played over and over. In his mind he saw Kim inside it, burning alongside Senator Harris and his wife.

Kim was dead.

Sandra put her warm hand on Jack's shoulder but he didn't feel it. All he could do was watch the television screen with no expression on his face, whilst a fire raged in his mind.

She couldn't believe what had just happened. Jack had lost everything in his life and he had only just reclaimed his daughter. Now she was gone. Sandra needed to act fast, before Jack did something dangerous.

'Jack, look at me…' Sandra said. Jack snapped out of his absent gaze and looked at Sandra.

There was such hurt in his eyes, such betrayal. The windows to Jack's soul were never clean but now she couldn't even see through them.

'I want you to sit down Jack. I'm going to get you something that will help you stay relaxed…' Sandra said. She guided Jack to a seat on the lounge. Jack followed, sitting on the lounge. He was still in a daze.

Once he was down Sandra went to leave. 'Are you going to be alright while I go to the bathroom to get you something?'

Jack nodded but it was a mechanical response.

Sandra entered the bathroom and immediately opened the medicine cabinet. She rummaged through the various medication bottles looking for the bottle of Valium. As his therapist, she knew Jack's history. But it was more than that, by watching him talk about events he had never spoken about and by seeing his reaction she had experienced a small part of his history. She knew Jack well enough to know that he needed to be sedated. If he wasn't, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from getting active, seeking redemption. Nobody would be able to stop him.

She found the bottle, grabbed it and left the bathroom.

Sandra stepped into the lounge room and found that it was empty. Jack was gone. She raced to the window just in time to see Jack's SUV reverse out of the driveway and speed off down the street.

JACK BAUER drove through the suburban streets of Los Angeles. His mind had been racing and he needed to clear it. He tried focussing on the road and breathing in and out. It worked but just barely. The fire in his mind calmed a little and he was able to see things a little more logically.

She was gone. Taken so quickly. He couldn't even believe that it had happened.

He had retired from CTU. He had given up life as a federal agent and had no intention of taking it back up. No, this was something above that. It was something far more primal. Jack Bauer was going to find the person who killed his daughter and make him suffer until his last breath.

He needed access to CTU's intelligence behind the terrorist attack on the Senator's car but the restructuring of CTU had left him without any government contacts.

There was really only one person he could call that might be able to help him.

Jack picked up his cell phone and pushed the auto-dial for Chloe O'Brian.

Chloe's phone rang twice before she answered.

'Hello?' Chloe asked. She was in a dressing gown and there were toys strewn all over the floor of her apartment.

'Chloe its Jack Bauer…' Jack said, without the slightest trace of emotion.

'Jack, Hi. I mean, can I call you back in a few minutes? Now's not a very good time.' Chloe said. She was completely oblivious to what had just happened.

'Chloe' Jack paused. He didn't know how to break the news to her 'Did you watch the news this morning?'

'No Jack, I wish I had time for that sort of thing.' Chloe said.

'Kim's dead, Chloe.' Jack said. 'She was killed in a terrorist attack'

The phone line went silent.

'Oh my God Jack. I…I don't know what to say.' Chloe said.

'You don't have to say anything. I need you to do something for me.' Jack said. Chloe already guessed what it is that he wanted. 'I need you to access the CTU servers and download any of the intelligence they have regarding the terrorist attack.'

'Why don't you go into CTU yourself and help them?' Chloe asked.

'You and I both know that won't ever happen.' Jack said. 'I need those files, Chloe.'

'I can't do that Jack. I don't work for CTU anymore. I mean, I would have to hack in…' Chloe said.

'Can you do it?' Jack asked.

'Of course I can do it. But is this really what you want Jack? I mean, I'm sure CTU is doing everything that they can to track down the person responsible.' Chloe said.

Jack sighed. 'Spare me the ethical lecture Chloe. I need to know if you can do this for me…'

Chloe thought about everything that they had been through.

'Okay Jack. But I don't think this is a good idea. I think you should go into CTU. They know what they're doing.' Chloe said.

'Send it to my cell.' Jack said. He hung up the phone and continued to drive.

His cell rang again. Jack looked down at it. The caller ID said 'Sandra- Home'. He moved his thumb over to the 'ignore caller' button and pushed it.

CTU, Los Angeles

Nadia Yassir sat across from Alberta Green. Alberta had setup the projection screen and was running through a list of the members of 'Holy Light'. She flicked over to the next image. A middle-eastern man in traditional Islamic dress with a thick, black beard filled the screen.

'This is the group's leader, Mamoud Faruq. He's an experienced bomb maker and he's currently on the FBI's most wanted list. He is personally responsible for the deaths of over one thousand innocent civilians in terrorist attacks around the world.' Alberta said.

'And you're sure that he's the one that is behind the assassination of Norman Harris?' Nadia asked.

'Without a doubt, all the evidence we have gathered around the bombsite has indicated 'Holy Light'. The bomb included signature ingredients of Mamoud Faruq. He made it.' Alberta said.

'I've studied 'Holy Light' fairly deeply and I just don't see why they would assassinate Senator Harris. It doesn't seem to match their profile.' Nadia said.

'I know. But there's something else.' Alberta said.

'What?' Nadia asked.

Alberta sighed. 'This isn't going to be easy for you...'

Nadia tried to brace herself. 'Just tell me what is Alberta.'

'We have evidence that indicates that 'Holy Light' recruited a former high level employee of the American government. We believe that he is heavily influencing their ideological ambitions.' Alberta said.

'Who is it?' Nadia asked.

'Bill Buchanan.' Alberta said.

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