A/N - The following takes place 4 years after Day Three
11.00am
Alex had grown used to life in prison and as he literally had that with no chance of parole, he knew that he was most likely going to spend decades behind bars. He had been shocked just a few months earlier with the tragic deaths of former President Palmer, Michelle Dessler and Tony Almeida. He felt almost as if he was being punished not by being behind bars, but by losing all the people he had known, even if he was in jail and not in contact with them.
11.15am
Kim Bauer was in love once more, and for her that was a rarity. She had met him in a busy Los Angeles street. At one point, during her gloomiest moods, she would have seen people like Alex and Nina everywhere, but now she didn't get these ghosts haunting her in plain daylight.
12.00pm
David Emerson was talking on his phone when the email arrived. It was of huge importance to him, because it would help him get his hands on yet another recruit. Hanging up the phone and glancing at the email, he realised that he had to put his plan into effect within hours if he was to be successful.
12.30pm
Kim was hard at work preparing her latest project. She was an artist, designing some of the many posters that advertised movies and albums across the country. It was a job she was good at, and it didn't involve terrorists or death. A reminder of her father popped up in her mind, but she was at peace with his death now, and the reminders of her parents were always happy.
1.00pm
Alex had just finished his lunch when a couple of guards came up to him. Asking him to go with them, they began walking out of the main part of the building and into one of the more quieter, isolated corridors. There they stopped and, after a few minutes of silence, Alex decided to find out what was going on.
"Is everything OK?," he asked one of the guards, both of whom were much taller and bigger than he was and both of whom looked no older than their late twenties.
"Yes, we're just waiting for someone," the guard closest to him replied, and soon enough a man appeared at the other end of the corridor. As he approached them, he looked directly at Alex.
"Alex Myers?," the man asked, and Alex nodded. Suddenly, the two guards grabbed his arms and began pushing him towards where the third man had come. As they reached the other end of the corridor, he saw a white van with it's back doors open. The third man pulled out a syringe and stabbed it into Alex's arm. As Alex lost conciousness, he felt himself begin dragged towards the van before being thrown inside.
1.45pm
Kim's phone rang, and as she answered she heard the voice of Bill Buchanan, the Special Agent in Charge at CTU. Although she didn't work at CTU anymore, she kept in touch with some of the agents and had even done some temporary analyst work for them from time to time.
"Kim, I don't know how to tell you this, but Alex Myers is missing," Bill spoke, much to Kim's confusion and worry. It had taken years to find, capture and jail Alex, and now he was back out?
"How do you mean, missing? Has he escaped?," Kim asked.
"Security camera footage shows him being abducted by three men, two of whom were wearing prison guard uniforms," Bill explained.
2.00pm
As Alex awoke, he found himself inside a small room that was virtually pitch black, apart from a small sliver of light from a tiny window. He tried to move, but found himself tied to the chair he was sat in. Sighing, he tried to figure out who these people were and why they had taken him. His questions were all about to be answered as the door creaked open and a figure appeared in the doorway. As Alex's eyes grew accustomed to the light, he saw who the figure was, and couldn't believe his own eyes.
"Tony?!"
