After searching the room for a second time, it became clear to him that there was nothing they could use to help them, and after what John had said about SWAT not finding the entrance, it made him wonder what they would do if they got free of the room. Would he be able to find a way out? Would he be able to get Jack out in his condition? After a moments thought reality kicked in, they were not going to escape, it was impossible.
As he thought this another thought hit him, Michelle. He may never see her again. There was also the possibility of her being harmed in the bomb; they had no idea where it was going to detonate, what if she was killed in the blast? If he somehow managed to survive his predicament, would she survive hers? This was all becoming too much for Tony, so he went over to Jack and gently began to shake him awake.
"Jack... Jack it's Tony..... come on Jack wake up!" He realised just how frustrated he was when Jack didn't wake.
"Tony what are you doing?" Chloé asked, breaking her short lived silence, looking at him disapprovingly.
"Were getting out of here." He replied, continuing to shake Jack.
"It's impossible Tony, were never getting out. Just leave it!" She yelled.
"If we do nothing, just wait here, then we are not going to find a way out. If we get up and try, at least we have a chance!" He yelled, his voice matching hers. She fell silent, nodding her head as though she had just realised that if they didn't get out she would be killed. She hadn't really thought about that before.
In a shaky voice she said, "Tony... I don't want him to kill me!"
"If any of us are going to live through this we need to move, now."
"Okay."
Tony nearly jumped when he turned his attention back to Jack and saw he was now indeed awake, he looked groggily at them.
"You two are like a married couple." He smiled weakly at his attempt to brake to tension up between them. He knew if either of them were going to get out they needed to work together.
"Jack, we need to get out of here." Tony said, watching him carefully, hoping he would have an answer or an idea.
"Give me the first aid kit." This was all he said. Chloé passed it to him and he slowly emptied the contents on the floor and sifted through them whilst still on his back, trying to stay awake. He was disappointed to see there were no scissors, but saw something else which could be of significance. He held it up in his hand,
"This could help."
"Its a can of disinfectant spray, Jack." Tony said bluntly, wondering if the cut to his head had caused more damage than he thought.
"That's right Tony. Find a way to get the men guarding the room to come in; surprise them, spray this in their eyes. It will temporarily distract them, long enough for you to take their weapons. Then you can gag them and tie them up with this." He said, motioning to the white tape used to close cuts.
Tony began to laugh, "Christ Jack... how do you come up with these things?" He was asking himself more than Jack, but Jack gave a small chuckle too, which turned into a cough. Chloé was not amused.
"You think that will work? Are you mad, your not James Bond! As soon as they enter the room and see what you are up to there going to shoot us all!"
Jack looked to Tony, rolling his eyes. Tony ignored her comment completely. He gently grabbed Jacks shoulders and tried to pull Jack up. "Come on." Jack tried to pull himself up but the pain erupted through his arm and chest. "Tony.. no." He stammered before placing his other hand against his chest as an attempt to stop the pain.
Ignoring him Tony tried again, "No Jack, come on, we need to get you up so we can get out of here." Jack tried again but was met with the stabbing sensation again, this time sharper. "No." He said, gasping for breath through the pain.
"I'm not going anywhere Tony, you two have to go." He gasped, clenching his teeth through the pain.
"Jack, I'm not leaving you!" He said, his voice breaking slightly.
"He is right Tony." Chloé said quietly, a saddened look upon her face.
"What... no..." Tony said, his voice now shacking as he tried to hold in his emotions.
"Tony... you need to get to CTU. Stop that bomb. I'll be fine." He pleaded, trying to make Tony understand.
"I'm not leaving you... I .... I ...." Tony paused, trying to hide his emotions. "I can't do this without you..."
"You have to. Please." The look in Jacks eyes told Tony everything. He knew he had to leave him.
"I'll come back for you." He said. Jack nodded.
"Start a commotion, or something... anything to get them to open the door. You know what to do after that." He smiled despite the pain, hoping to convince Tony he was doing the right thing.
"Yea." He looked to Chloé who was looking away from them, but kept sniffing back tears. He sighed, quickly thinking of something, anything to get the guards attention. He glanced over to Jack who looked as though he was already drifting back of to unconsciousness.
He ran over to the door and began pounding his fists, screaming that Jack wasn't breathing. Inside he was praying that their captors needed Jack enough to see if he was alive or not. He continued to shout and bang, and was shocked when Chloé joined him, shouting for help too. Despite the situation, he smiled to himself. Maybe she wasn't that bad after all, just simply misunderstood.
The two continued to make a commotion and then stopped. They herd the bulky click of the doors lock snap open, and slowly, the heavy metal slab which was the door, began to open.