I'm With You

Disclaimer: I own nothing, either it be 24 or Avril Lavigne. This was written a little early in the season before this episode happens, so it's the wrong idea, since it didn't happen, oh well. Thank you for your time and give a little extra time by reviewing. (Song lyrics are in italics)


I'm standing on the bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now

Kate laid on the ground hearing, but not comprehending the sounds she heard. No matter the pain she was in, or Yusuf was in, her thoughts and concerns were with Jack. Wherever he was at. All the sounds she heard she expected Jack's voice to come out but it didn't happen.


There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound

The only sound Jack heard was the patting of his own feet on the gravel. Despite the fact, when he looked back, he shall his torturers chasing him. Somewhere around Marclink and Ross he lost them but he never realized it. His thoughts were fuzzy and didn't slid in well together. Add the pain and bleeding then he defiantly wasn't feeling well.

What kept him from just telling them where the chip was could be said simply as it would stop a war, but that wasn't floating through his mind at the time.

Part of him didn't want to admit he had given up on Teri, which was the only thing that kept him from admitting, whatever it was he felt to Kate.


Isn't anyone trying to find me
Won't somebody come take me home

Sounds and shapes were becoming clearer but Kate's depression threaten to suffocate her. About this time she knew she should be thinking, "I wish none of this had every happen," but she couldn't say that. Her only hope at the moment was Jack and she really liked Jack. She just had to hope he was here soon to find and help her.


It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I
I'm with you

She didn't care that she didn't know him. She didn't know the weight on his shoulders of all the people he has killed and she couldn't care less. For a second she let her mind slip and she mistook a rock for Jack's hand but, she realized, she didn't know what that felt like.

He could tell something was wrong which quicken his pace. He couldn't believe he had once thought that Kate was a traitor. He couldn't even think about it at all. All he knew was she was no terrorist.


I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody her I know
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone

With her strength returning she stood up to defend Yusuf. The red necks were kicking him in his stomach and looked quite dreadful. Kate took the liberty to punch the stomach of the red neck closest to her, which was the biggest one, lucky her.

She felt the sting of a punch against her face has she came crashing to the floor, again. She heard him talk and cackle and felt her jacket being ripped off her. She kicked and screamed, but her strength failed her. She felt weight on her and a hard kiss on her lips, which threaten to tear her lips apart.

She heard the gunshot and felt the intensity of the it's heat has the bullet landed near her. She felt strong hands rip her form under the man before he fell dead on her.


Isn't anyone trying to find me
Won't someone come take me home

She was pulled into a strong embrace which she wasn't resistant to return. She felt moisture, which was partially dry against her stomach and a commanding voice rung out, Kate could feel it through his throat.

He could see his car and the people around it, along with a weak scream, which was Kate's. He moved fast along the van, raising his gun. He's adrenaline kicked in when he shall some fat bastard forcing Kate to kiss him, while ripping her jacket off.

He never thought, even if he did it would be the same result, he shot and killed the bastard. In as spilt second he pulled Kate out from under him and held her close, so that she would know he was there for her. He told the other ones to back off from Yusuf, who looked unconscious or dead, for an odd reason he didn't really care. He cared more for the female in his arms.


It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I
I'm with you
I'm with you