CHAPTER ONE

Katrina's shift at CTU ended an hour ago as George made his way to her apartment. She should be home by now and he had officially left CTU for good. He was going to make his last few hours count and be with the woman he loved.

He knocked on the door and a few seconds later she opened it and let him in.

" How are you feeling?" she asked as he pulled her into his arms.

" Better now," he replied as he buried his hands in her shoulder length brown hair and captured her lips with his own. They headed for the bedroom but she stopped him from unbuttoning her blouse, " Are you sure you're up to this?" she asked.

" How about you? Should we be doing this in your…condition?" he countered. She just smiled and put her arms around his neck as they kissed passionately. An hour later, she rested her head on his chest. He hadn't liked her seeing him naked, his body was ravaged with radiation poisoning but she had insisted.

" You asked before if I was up to this," he said, " Well, I reckon if I died now, I'd die a very happy man."

" Don't say that," Katrina said softly.

" Why not? It's the truth," George told her and Katrina needed to change the subject.

" Remember a while ago you thought I was the one who was selling CTU information to the terrorists but in actual fact the real mole had framed me?" Katrina made a face, " I always knew Shane hated me but I didn't think he'd go as far as framing me."

" Believe me, I'll never forget that. I was such a bastard to you. And even after I had you…interrogated, you still forgave me."

" You were just doing your job," Katrina reminded him and George looked down at her. He truly didn't deserve Katrina.

A month ago
CTU Los Angeles

" Look at this, " Michelle Dessler accessed Katrina's workstation from her own computer, " Look at all these calls she made to Jarrah. Every few hours," Jack Bauer watched over Michelle's shoulder as she demonstrated. His heart sank, the evidence was all there.

Katrina McGuire, his friend, was the one who infiltrated CTU.

" I can't believe she's the mole," Tony Almedia said, " I guess it's always someone you'd lest suspect."

" Where is she now?" Jack asked them.

" George Mason's office," Tony replied.

Meanwhile, up in George's office, Katrina had found herself in George's arms and was kissing him. It wasn't at all professional and she had tried her hardest to keep her personal and professional lives separate. But it wasn't to be. She loved George and had just admitted to him that she was in love with him.

" You're way too good for me," George told her tightening his arms around her waist just as his lips found hers for a long and searching kiss. He was startled when the building's alarm went off and he could see Jack and the security guards running up the stairs to his office. They jumped apart guiltily as Jack barged into George's office, his weapon aiming at Katrina.

George looked on shocked as the security guards arrested Katrina. " Jack, what the hell are you doing?"

" It's Katrina, " Jack said to him as they lead her out, " She's the mole."

" What? You've got to be kidding," George stared at Katrina who was looking just as shocked.

" Jack! You've got the wrong person. It's not me," she was protesting.

" We found evidence on your computer," Jack told her. " It's all there. You made several calls to the terrorist."

" I'm telling you the truth Jack," Katrina protested, " Someone set me up!"

Jack turned to George," Since I was the one who hired her, I should head up the interrogation."

" No Jack," George shook his head as he glared at Katrina. How could it be that just a moment ago she had been in his arms and he had been kissing her? Had she playing him the whole time? " I'm in charge so I'll be the one to interrogate her," he gave the security guards instructions and followed them to the Holding room.

" Fine," Jack replied.

They handcuffed her to the chair in the holding room and Jack went into the adjoining room so that he could watch the interrogation through the one way mirror.

" George-" Katrina started to say but George whirled on her.

" Shut up," he barked as he sat down across the table from her and opened up a file Jack had given him. It was her personal file and he stared down at a photograph clipped to the front cover of the folder.

" Why would you do this Katrina?" George asked as he rifled through the pages of the file until he came across the pages he was looking for.

" I didn't do anything!"

George fixed his eyes on her pretty face sternly. She looked confused and her brown eyes were so full of love for him that he began to feel a tide of emotions. Regret, guilt and also love for Katrina. But he had to be real and face the truth. This woman sitting across from him was an enemy of his country.

" Katrina, Jack handpicked you personally from the pool we ran several months ago because he thought you were one of the best intelligence agents in LA. " he held up the three pages that was her CV," Are you telling me that these credentials are all a lie?"

" No, they're all true. I worked hard for this job and I'd never betray my country." Katrina said and crossed her arms, she was starting to act defiant now.

George sighed and opened the door to the room and beckoned someone in. Katrina's face went white when she saw who it was.

" I didn't want it to come to this," George told her, " I'm sure you know Eric."

" George, please-"

" Go ahead Eric," George told him and he picked up a taser from his cart and tasered her. George tried not to close his eyes at her screams and his heart went out to her.

She's not the terrorist, George told himself, She can't be!