{A/N – I'm watching the DVD commentary for almost thirty years as I write this. They're talking about how MV's not allowed to have stubble cuz Jens a delicate little flower! I miss the whole cast commentaries. They have such good chemistry between them and in season two, there are none of them all together. As always I own none of them but my friend Adam and I have come up with a plan. Sark, Will and Francie are in London at a convention next month (really!!) and were gonna kidnap them so lets hope all goes well!!}

Irina was still pacing when Sark came to take her away. He waltzed into the cell and stood there as two burly men picked Irina up and dragged her towards the door. Jack stirred as Irina struggled and he suddenly awoke as she screamed when one of the men grabbed her shoulder.

"Irina."

Jack got up and went towards the man holding his wife but the free man intercepted and grabbed Jack. He clearly underestimated the older man's strength as Jack easily knocked him unconscious with one swift punch. The second man released Irina but before he could get anywhere near Jack, she had floored him. The next thing Sark knew, he was pinned to the wall with his own gun pointing in a place he would prefer to remain intact. He hadn't expected Jack to be so active but he realised that there was no motivation like the adrenaline you get when the woman you love is endangered.

"Get up Sydney." Jack yelled at his dozing daughter who had some how managed to sleep through the whole thing.

"It's the tranquillisers. They don't wear off for a few hours. I was groggy all night."

"Sydney!" Jack shouted.

"Oh come on gimmi a few more... wow the rooms spinni... dad?" Sydney was confused as she took in the scene around her. Irina took over as she could see Jack struggling with Sark.

"Sydney. Can you fight? Are you steady?"

"Yeah. Sorry."

"Ok, Sark call off your men." Jack said as he handed Sark the radio one of his men had dropped.

"You know Agent Bristow," A voice echoed from behind the doors. "I really thought you would have guessed that Mr. Sark could never work alone. Also, do you think he would have only bought two guards. Try and shoot him. That guns only good for knocking him out." Jack did as the voice said and bought the gun down upon Sark's head.

"Who are you?" Jack said as he approached the door. Suddenly streams of men entered the cell grabbing Jack, Irina and Sydney taking them out of the room. As they left the cell, Jack looked around for the mysterious voice but it had gone. One of the men carried Sark out and disappeared around a corner. Jack and Irina were taken to a small white room while Sydney was transferred to another cell.

Three vans headed towards the last known co-ordinates of the Bristow family. Weiss and Vaughn sat in the back of the third.

"So come on man. Are you just going to keep me in suspense or what?"

"What are you talking about? I told you why we were there."

"I didn't mean that. I meant the weirdness of you."

"Weirdness?"

"Yeah. You have a kind of weird glow about you like... your back together aren't you? My god man cant you just be single?"

"Shut up."

"I'm just sayin."

"Shut up!"

Irina stood against the wall as the four men chained her by the hands above her head. Jack was chained next to her. The two men ripped Irina's shirt off and stood next to her awaiting orders. Sark walked in accompanied by a man dressed in an executioners mask.

"Hello again." He looked at Jack. "How are we feeling? Comfortable?" Jack ignored his futile attempts into baiting him and thought of a better strategy.

"When they realise were gone, they'll come looking for us and they will find us you know."

"You know what I think? I think that they have no idea that you've even come. I think that you booked of vacation time to come and find your lovely wife and now your just hoping upon hope that somehow someone knows. I have news for you Jack. no-one will come. No-one knows."

He laughed as he muttered something in deep Swahili to the executioner. Who in turn pulled out a large whip and cracked it upon the hard concrete floor. Irina jumped at the sharp noise and Jack watched as the man moved closer and bought the leather down on her shoulders. She yelped in pain as he swung it again. Jack shouted out for the man to stop and offered to take her place but Sark simply laughed and told the man to carry on.

"So Jack, help me get Lauren and I'll get Jorem here to stop."

"What? All of this is about her?"

"Yes she and I have become quite fond of each other. I tell you what. I'll let you go. I'll even let Sydney go but I get to kill Irina. What about it?" Irina screamed as the whip once again tore through her skin.

"Go to hell."

"Jack get you and Sydney out. Leave."

"Irina you cant ask me to just..."

"I'm not asking I'm TELLING!"

"I think you should listen to the woman Agent Bristow."

"I'm not leaving." Jack had absolutely no intention of loosing the woman he loved again.

"I know, how about we let your lovely wife choose." He turned to the pained woman next to him. "So Irina, what do you want? You and Sydney can leave together and I'll kill your husband or he can leave with your daughter and they'll once again have to get used to the fact that your dead."

"Sark you know I'd never let you kill my family. The man I lo..."

"Irina stop." Jack turned away from His wife who was wandering why he never let her say it. Since they were married, he hadn't let her admit her feelings for him even when they were alone he would always change the subject. He continued "Sark I know your cruel but your not this cruel. You have some ulterior motive. Now just get to it."

"You're a clever man Jack. Here's my plan, I let you and Sydney go and you call off any backup the little puppy acquired when he escaped. I give it a few says and then you let Agent Reed free. I don't care if you do it legally or not but when you have her, we'll make a swap. My woman for yours."

He let a few seconds pass for it too sink in before carrying on. "Its that or the previous suggestion... I could always show you just how serious I am with a demonstration." He gave a nod to the masked man and he bought the whip down upon Irina three more times before he and Sark left the building. Irina had passed out from the pain and Jack leant against the wall watching her breathing and thinking about his options as his decision became apparent.

{A/N – Sorry its taken me so long to post a new chapter, I've been busy with my new fiction and people seemed to like it so I got loadz of inspiration!! Please read and review. Any and all feedback is welcome!!!}