Michelle sped down the deserted roads towards CTU, desperate to get their and get help finding Tony. She turned down another road and which led straight to CTU, but instead of heading down in she pulled her brakes on and parked up, trying to look discreet. All the way to work she had passed not a single car. Now, directly outside CTU she could see two vans and another black car with them, and men outside the building, speaking into radios, with automatic weapons. Something was not right their and it did not take a genius to work it out. Panicking she pulled out her small mobile from her blue jacket pocket. She frantically dialled the numbers to warn Jack what was going on outside.

Network out of order, the computerised voice told her, they had been jammed. Michelle wondered what to do now, she didn't have a clue. She guessed there were at the very least 10 men outside, and almost certainly fewer than 5 field ops in, probably not more than that in total personnel for the whole building. It didn't matter what she was thinking of doing now, as one by one the men entered through the main doors, guns raised and ready for action. Now scared out of her mind, Michelle closed her eyes and prayed, not for Tony, but for the people inside CTU. From the looks of things it was going to get messy.

Inside the building Jack waited patiently, his gun held tightly, resting against his shoulder for a tick grip on the stock. He kept reminding himself that he was to wait for Baker to open fire before he did, they had to be distracted so he could take them out easier. He slowed his breathing down, hoping to make it as calm as his pulse was. His hands were steady and he was ready to battle.
Down the corridor from Jacks position, the four continued to try up-link communications, unsuccessfully. Still, they worked on silently, all praying for a brake to come through the technology. Suddenly, a loud explosion thundered though the silence, making all four jump. The attack had begun, they all looked up at one another before heading to Jacks office as quickly as possible, Kim held her fists tightly as she did this, her nerves getting the better of her, she wanted to brake down and cry, she just knew something bad was going to happen. They reached his office in seconds and locked the door behind them and tinted the windows so they enemy wouldn't know they were there.
The explosion erupted in the entrance way, Jack thought. It had taken him off guard but he was back in position now. He grimly realised that they had grenades, and that the door man probably was no more. As he thought this he saw a long line of men dressed entirely in black run into CTU, weapons drawn, ready to kill. Jack counted 12 men as they snaked there was through the building looking for resistance.

As though on que, Baker opened fire, taking out the first in the line of combatants. He let out a squeal as the first bullet ripped through his arm, no sound was made when the second on hit him, and he fell to the floor lifelessly. The other soldiers began firing in the direction Baker was hiding, Jack knew it was his time to join in the fun.

He stood up for a second, firing two shots, taking a man out. Before the men had a chance to see where the shots had came from, he was well hidden. He then fired a round off, not sure it if he had hit anything or not, this time he stayed in his hidden position, he wasn't going to give off his position just yet. He watched for a few seconds as the soldiers got closer to Bakers position. He knew he had to reveal himself now or Baker would be killed. He dropped the AK47 onto the ground and picked up two glocks, one in each hand as he stood up firing bullet after bullet into the men's direction. He watched as some fell to the ground and others fired back.

One of the attackers laid on the floor, having been wounded by Jack in the leg. He reached into his pack and pulled out a grenade.

Jack fell back to the floor as he reloaded the weapons. As he stood back up he looked over to Bakers position to see him take a bullet in the head. This stopped Jack. He was stunned. He tried to continue firing his gun but his fingers wouldn't pull on the trigger, the image of Baker falling to the floor dead captivated his mind. He stood at the top of the stairs shocked, he couldn't move, he just stared in shell shocked silence. The movement of the CTU agent confused most of the men. They didn't fire, they watched him, he looked lost, out of it, like he had lost his mind. He just stood their, the two guns held loosely at his side.

The injured man still lay on the floor and he saw his chance. He pulled the pin from the grenade and flung the instrument into the air towards Jacks position. Jack saw it out of the corner out of his eye and turned to watch it, he felt no need to move. The grenade flew through the air until it turned into a huge, deafening explosion. Jack was standing relatively near the thing when it exploded and the force of the blast threw him from his feet and down the stairs into the main floor. The glass windows upstairs erupted, glass spraying in all directions, lumps of plaster and concrete flew from the walls into the air. The grenade had taken out a good chunk of CTU.

The soldiers pulled themselves up from the floor and began to search the area. Jack was laid face down near the bottom of the remaining stairs leading to field ops. He looked around from the floor, half conscious. His clothes were covered in dust and cement and other matter, as was his hair. Mixed in with this was his blood. His left side of his chest and arm seemed to have taken the impact of the blast. He could feel a stinging and burning sensation run through him which made him want to be sick. He could also feel blood flowing freely down the left side of his face too. Jack looked up groggily, trying to comprehend what had just happened, he tried to move but couldn't, sharp shots of pain ran throughout him, he guessed he had broken something. He laid still until the pain became too hard to take, making him pass out. Two of the men saw this and grabbed his arms and legs and dragged his unconscious form out to the van waiting.

One more package and they could go back to base.

In Jacks office, Adam and Chloé frantically pushed buttons, Scott was watching over their shoulders, he was biting his nails. Kim was sat on the couch, trying to hold back the tears, there certainly was something big going on downstairs and she hoped Jack wasn't dead.

None of them mentioned the gunfire, screams of pain or explosions they had herd, they pretended it hadn't happened. Chloé was becoming increasingly frustrated with this, and she snapped.

"Fine! I'm going to see what's happening if your going to ignore it!"

"What? Don't be stupid, were nearly through the barrier!" yelled Adam, fed up with her strange personality.

"I'm going! I want to see if there still here, okay!" As she walked she saw Kim looking at her worriedly. "You should be thanking me Kim, I'm doing you a favour." With that she left the office, surprising everyone with another one of those comments that you only really herd from her.

Chloé stepped out of the office to see the remains of their building. She reached the top of the destructed stairs and looked around at the mess with a hand over her mouth. "Mr. Chappelle is going to be so angry." She gasped. lol.

One of the men watched as a woman came to the top of the stairs. She seemed unaware of the possibility that the enemy may still have been there. He rummaged through his pockets and pulled the photograph he had been given out. He looked up at the girl, to confirm, it was Chloé O'Brien. With that he raised his gun and fired, hitting her in the forearm.

Chloé screamed out in pain as the bullet hit her in the arm. She lost her balance and tumbled down the stairs. Once she had come to a halt she sat up and held her arm tightly, tears in her eyes from the pain. The man walked up to her with his gun out. "You will come with us." With that two other men hooked an hand around each arm and led her out of CTU.

Michelle sat in the car, no longer praying but gasping. She had watched as badly injured Jack was dragged out of CTU, looking very worse for wear. But what shocked her more was that five minutes after Jacks capture, Chloé was also taken out at gun-point.

"What do they want with her, she's not even field ops?" She asked herself.

She was past scared now, she was angry, her college, friend and husbands capture, all in the same night was more than a coincidence. She watched as the two vans pulled away and then started up her engine. Waiting a few minutes to create distance, she drove off, following them.

He he, hope you liked that, God, Chloé makes me chuckle, she really is a social outcast!