The men escorted them out of the house into the vans. Nina found out side they were on when she saw Steven and James watching them pull her and Jack out of the house doing nothing to stop it.

Nina sat in the back of the van and looked at Jack who's face showed the pain he was in from having his arms behind his back putting needless stress on his broken collar bone. Nina asked one of the men in the back, "Could you please let his hands free. His collar bone is broken and there is no need to. . ." The man stopped her speaking by punching her in the face, "Shut up." He ordered.

Jack closed his eyes and tried to block out the pain. Every bump in the road made everything much worse. During the trip he began to believe that the driver was purposely running over bumps quickly just to cause him pain.

When they reached their destination the masked commando's pulled them out of the van. The one that grabbed Jack grabbed his broken shoulder and put his weight on it. Jack screamed out in pain and clinched his eyes close to avoid letting the tears of pain fall. "Come on." The man pulled him out of the van.

They walked the two into a room with two chairs. The sat the two in the chairs one man remained in the room with his gun trained on Nina. He knew Jack was no threat the man was to broken to worry about, he could take him out easily with a punch placed in the right spot.

After what seemed like an eternity a man entered the room. Jack had never seen him before, nor knew him from anywhere. Nina knew who he was and her heart rate increased as the fear ran through her.

"Nina. What am I going to do with you?" He said to her not even addressing Jack's presence in the room.

"What's wrong? Why in the hell did you have us brought here like this?" She asked trying to play off that she did not know why they were here.

"Nina we both know why you're here. I'm going to give you a simple choice. Either you kill him, or you both die. You choose."

"Why he didn't know enough to hurt us. And he isn't really working for them now." She tried to save Jack.

"Nina he's a man who has been broken not once, but twice. After the first time it's easy to do it again. He agreed to work as an informant for them."

"I know but he's not." Nina tried.

"But he might grow a conscience at some point and decided to help them, and I can't chance it. You have your chance to save yourself you choose. But choose quick, the deal is only good for the next hour than you both die." The man stopped addressing Nina and looked at Jack he smiled, "You are half the man I use to hear about. It's sad how far from grace you have fallen. And now you will not have to worry about falling any farther." The man smiled and left the room.

Nina was thinking about her choices. She looked over at Jack who had already accepted his fate. She couldn't accept that fate even for him, the only man she had ever cared about, as sick as that was. Three minutes later she said to the guard, "I've made my decision go get him."

The man in charge returned. He looked at Nina and she just shook her head.

"Fine two of my men will go with you and make sure it happens the right way." He said looking at her challenging her to say anything different.

Two men entered the room. One uncuffed Nina and the other roughly escorted Jack out to the van waiting for them. Nina sat in the back with Jack who didn't bother to make eye contact with her.

She moved in the moving van to kneel in front of him. She looked in his eyes and saw the look of betrayal. One more person to add to his long list, or maybe just another check mark next to her name, she thought. "I'm sorry Jack." She said kissing him gently as the van stopped. They had crossed the border into a small deserted part of the desert.

The men opened the back of the van and Nina got out helping Jack out. She grabbed a gun from one of the guards and said, "Let me do this on my own."

The guard shook his head understanding. They stood by the van and watched as Nina walked Jack a good distance away. "Kneel Jack." She ordered once she was far away enough from the van.

Jack kneeled he didn't say anything to her nor look her in the eye.

She aimed the gun at him, she knew how to do it properly, he was going to get the death of a traitor they would accept nothing less. "I'm sorry." She fired once the bullet entered Jack's back he fell to the ground with a scream of pain. She aimed again and fired the bullet collide with his rib cage taking out a chunk of the bone. She left him for dead, a painful death she hoped would quicken for him.