He pushed on the oak door and entered gun first, as he began to search the house carefully.
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David Palmer sat on the edge of the pale blue bed, a glass in his hand, filled to the brim of Napoleon Brandy. He picked the sheet of paper up from beside him and began to read it through, he wanted the contents perfect. As he read he realised he had tears streaming down his face. He folded the paper over satisfied and placed it on a clean white envelope, and wrote Jack's name on it. He tossed it aside and wiped at the tears that fell uncontrollably. How had it come to this? He questioned himself, but deep down he knew his next action would be the right thing to do. He was portrayed as a man of honour and integrity, but he knew it was a lie. For the mess he had created there was no way out. It was a conspiracy too big to be concealed and he knew what he had to do.
He knew everything would be found for Keith and Nicole, not too long after the attempts on his life on the presidential primary he had written them both a letter, just incase somebody decided to finish what Drazen had started. He opened the draw and saw the revolver, the secret service agents had placed it there incase he needed to protect himself. He pulled it out of the draw and held it to his head, his hand shaking incredibly as he did so. He opened his mouth and, mixed in-between the sobs of fear, he uttered three words.
"God forgive me."
He closed his eyes, no longer crying, he knew he deserved his punishment. He pulled the trigger and his body flew backwards on the bed from the impact. His lifeless body laid slumped across the bed sheets mixed in blood and brain matter.
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Tony herd the shot and bounded up the stairs to where the sound came from. He entered the room and was about to apologise when he saw the president sleeping, until he saw just exactly what had happened, and thought the urge to throw up. He collected himself together and searched the room, looking for any possibility that it was set up, made to look like the president had killed himself, when he had been murdered. It didn't seem that way. He spotted the envelope which had a few drops of blood on it, and quickly pocketed it. He was going to keep it for Jack to read, if Chappelle got a hold of it neither of them would know what it said. While continuing this search he herd a loud scream, coming from beneath him, somewhere downstairs. He instantly recognised the voice as Kim's, but before he could go downstairs the deafening sound of gunfire could be herd, coming from the driveway.
He dashed over to the window and eagerly peered through the thin netting, looking for a sign that they were again, being attacked. What he saw made him half smile and half frown. There was a large gunfight happening on the driveway. Five men who he recognised as part of TEARBACK's organisation were left alive firing back at the two CTU choppers, that were firing heavily upon them, and killing most of them. Tony gave a sigh of relief and set off downstairs to find Kim.
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At CTU Michelle gasped at the new intel she had just received from Division. CTU were to treat Milo as a possible mole and take the appropriate action as soon as possible. She looked down to his terminal and saw him typing away, looking very inconspicuous. Milo, a mole? She thought to herself. To make matters worse, she was the highest person on site since Chappelle had left to assist the SWAT teams, or basically, to arrest Tony himself. She was getting stressed out, a mole on top of the latest development in the TEARBACK front, Marie Warner giving Baker the name Harry Dean after a few hours of interrogation, he was on his way to check him out now.
She exited the office closing the door, and keeping her left hand behind her back, it contained the handcuffs, she decided she was going to take all precautions.
"Milo can I have a word with you?"
"Sure Michelle, what's up?"
"It's confidential, so its better if we talk in the conference room."
"Sure."
Once Milo turned to head towards the conference room Michelle shoved him hard against the wall and twisted his arm around his back while she handcuffed him. Smiling to herself she called security over, asking them to take him to interrogation 3. You go girl! She said to herself as she trotted back up to the office, quite proud of herself, something was going right today at least.
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Jack slowly opened his eyes to see himself still laid on the floor in the large dark room. At his side was Kim, who had duct tape across her mouth and hands, which were pushing on his shoulder, causing it to hurt more. He couldn't remember her wearing the tth tape before, and he couldn't realise that she was trying to stop the bleeding either. He tried to sit up but before he tried he could feel immense pain run down his shoulder. He looked over to Kim and noticed she hadn't realised he was awake, she had her head down and her eyes red raw from crying.
He tried to look further without moving and saw a man, Jones sat at his side watching Kim carefully. Across the room he could see Sherry holding a white cloth to her nose while talking on the phone to someone.
Kim cried harder still, fearing her father was dead. She looked up and saw his eyes searching the room slowly, she felt relief take over her entire body. Before she could appreciate this feeling that had overcome her the basement door flew open and a man ran in, gun drawn, firing rapidly.
Tony entered the room and saw two men. He wasn't taking the chances, he immediately began firing, striking the first in the chest, the second didn't have the chance to grab his gun before Tony's shots tore through him, he hit the floor dead.
Sherry was quick to react, ran over to Kim and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her to her feet and placing the barrel of her gun against her head.
"Sherry give yourself up."
"You know I can't do that." She replied, her voice shaking.
"Why are you doing this? What are you protecting yourself from?"
"I'm protecting David." She screamed.
"David is dead." He shouted harshly.
"No, no, your lying... it's a trap." Tony noticed that at this moment in time she looked crazy.
"You must have herd the shot, I did. Sherry he killed himself."
"No...." She replied, now crying. She looked down to he feet, defeat and devastation spread across her face. She cocked the gun. Kim closed her eyes, knowing she was about to meet her fate. The gun fired. Sherry fell to the floor, dead, having killed herself.
Jack tried to get up to Kim but was again met with indescribable pain in his shoulder. Tony ran over to him,
"Easy Jack, don't move, Kim's fine."
He then got up and headed over to Kim, where he pulled her hands free and pulled the tape from her mouth. Crying she staggered past Tony back to Jack, talking to him, telling him she loved him and he would be okay.
At that moment a SWAT team burst through the door, aiming there guns at the three until they realised they were not the threat. One of the team radioed something and minutes later medics arrived with an ambulance. They loaded Jack on to a gurney and sedated him, he would be going into surgery when they arrived at the hospital. Tony and Kim climbed back into the ambulance with him, and Tony grinned to himself as he saw Chappelle looking around calling for him as he drove by in the ambulance.
He began laughing to himself, it was about time luck was on his side.
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