His cell phone rang and he answered it, "Husam?"

"Where are you?" Jack could hear the voice scream over the other line.

"We are moving now. We will be back at the house in twenty."

"Move faster."

"We are going as fast as we can without attracting attention. If we get pulled over it's going to be hard explaining me having a man at gun point and him being restrained."

"If you want your money I'd move quicker."

"Yes sir." Husam said before he closed the phone. He looked over to Jack who was just looking straight ahead. His nose had stopped bleeding as had most of the cuts on his face, he had dried blood on his face.

Jack finally glanced over at Husam still he had no fear in his eyes. Husam didn't notice fear in his eyes when he had the gun placed against his head. He wondered about the man. "Who are you?" Husam asked.

"Jack Bauer." Jack answered confused.

"Who do you work for?"

"I own a company. Small firm."

"But you worked for the government?" Husam asked confused he had been told Jack worked for the government.

"Yes I did. Counter Terrorism Unit."

"Ah." Husam said smiling, "So this is right up your alley?" He asked with a sadistic smile on his face, "Because according to your government I'm a terrorist."

"Yes according to my government you would be considered a terrorist, and no it's not up my alley. I left that field last year and I do not really want to work in it anymore."

"Why not?" Husam asked generally wondering why a man, he would considered his enemy would choose to quit.

Jack looked uncomfortable and squirmed a little not wanting to talk about it, "Let's just say that I gave everything for the job, and in the end was left with nothing. I had to make some changes and it went."

Husam noticed the uncomfortable feelings he had brought up by the conversation and noted them for later use. "But you once believed in the cause? And you believe I am a terrorist?"

"One man's terrorist is another's freedom fighter. But yes to me you are a terrorist. You are terrorizing an entire country because you do not like their polices. Most people would protest, and not kill or harm others to make their point."

"But Jack you as a man of the sword know that sometimes people have to die to make a point. Protesting gets you no where because they don't listen."

"But you become what you hate when you kill innocent whether you see them as evil beings or not. No one has the right to hold the weight of someone else's life in their hand. It took me awhile to learn this."

"Interesting coming from you. A man I am sure who has killed more people than I have."

"I did it for my country and I'm not proud of it." Jack said looking at Husam all feeling gone.

"I do it for my country that is being oppressed by your allies. My son lives in fear every day, in Gaza waiting for the Israel army to come and take me or him or even his mother away as suspected terrorist. Which by their definition I am a terrorist, but that I'm doing nothing more than your founding fathers did. But since it doesn't fit in your countries nice neat little plan for the world, my people are persecuted. I had a daughter. She was killed by an Israeli soldier after they finished making her watch them beat her mother, her father, and hold her than little brother with a gun to his head asking her if she wanted to see his brains." Husam got quite for a second.

Jack looked at him and meant what he said, "I'm sorry. Sometimes in war innocents get hurt. No one ever understands the enormity of that comment and how wrong it is till someone they love is one of the innocents that gets hurt."

The car stopped and the thugs got out of the front opening the back doors pulling Jack out of the SUV. Jack saw that they were at David Palmers house, and instantly he became confused. He knew the man he had meant earlier was Jewish, and this man was clearly Palestinian, they don't get along. They never have for quiet some time, and there was no way they would work together willingly.

Jack was roughly escorted into the house. He saw Seth and Teddy sitting in the living room with David. They smiled at Jack when he walked in, "Nice to see you again Bauer."

Jack glared at them and began to wonder what the hell was going on. He looked at Husam who seemed to not care to much.

"Did you bring the gun?"

"Yes his finger prints are on the bullets already." Husam said handing Seth the gun. Seth pointed it at Jack and said, "Nice gun. You still have the woman right?"

"Yes we still have her." Husam answered.

"Good." Seth walked over to Jack and looked at him, "I owe you a lot of pain. But now is not the time." Seth ordered Teddy, "Where is the kit at?"

Teddy handed Seth a small black bag, and smiled at Jack. Seth ordered. "Hold him." To the two thugs that flanked Jack.

Jack felt their powerful arms hold him as he tried to fight, he was sure what was in the bag. He saw David on the couch watching, but not moving to help. Jack was angry with him for not doing anything to help him, but than what did he expect from a politician.

Seth made sure Jack could watch him pull the drug out and slowly draw some into the syringe, "Don't worry Jack I doubt it'll cause a full relapse."

Husam stood back and watched he knew what the drug was and was surprised to hear Seth say it wouldn't cause a relapse. He understood that to mean that one had to be addicted to it before it could cause you to relapse into an addiction.

Jack fought more violently as Seth came towards him with the needle full of the drug. Jack looked to see how much was in there, he knew he couldn't stop it from entering his body, but he hoped it wasn't enough to cause him to overdose. Seth reached Jack who fought, but was steady enough for him to put the tourniquet around Jack's arm and slap his arm to bring the vein out. He pushed the needle in, Jack felt he familiar stinging sensation and than he felt the drug pull into his veins, the euphoria quickly over took him and he stopped fighting.

"You can uncuff him he'll be a good boy for about an hour." Seth smiled at Jack who was trying to fight the drug off, but it was useless he could hear his mind stopping the fight welcoming back the feeling the drug brought. The men uncuffed Jack and moved him over to one of the over stuffed chairs. Seth stood behind Jack who's eyes had glazed over now. "See Jack it ain't that bad now is it." Seth bent down and grabbed Jack's limp arm he put the gun in it. He held on tight so that Jack couldn't turn the gun on him. He pulled Jack's arm up, Jack was trying to fight him from holding his arm, but his mind wouldn't send the signals quick enough, nor did it care. Jack watched as Seth moved his arm up so that the gun was pointed at Palmer. He felt Seths finger onto his and push it back. He felt his arm jerk as the gun recoiled. He heard Palmers cry of pain and watched as blood poured out of his chest. He than felt his arm turn the gun was moving towards his head, he was trying to fight it, but he couldn't stop it.

"Stop." Teddy said going over to Seth. "He's not suppose to die yet."

Seth glared at Teddy who had a gun pulled on him now, "Fine." He let the Jack's arm fall and with it the gun fell to the ground. Teddy wiped the needle off that Seth had discarded on the floor. He wiped the finger prints off and went over and put it in Jack's hand pressing his thumb own on the plunger. He than let it fall to the floor next to the gun. "Good boy Jack." He said.

Josh Jones came in the room. He had been one of Palmers security guards. "Ok I'm ready now." He said looking at Seth. Seth had gotten him to work with them for money. He would say that Jack killed Palmer in cold blood.

Seth walked up to him and hit him a few times to make it look like he had been in a fight with Jack. Than he grabbed a glass pot off a table and smashed it hard against Josh's head knocking him out. He smiled as his plan was coming together. "Let go we are done here. Good job Husam. Follow us back to the new base camp and we will make sure you get paid."