Jack was jolted awake when someone slapped his cheeks. He was tied to a high backed chair in the middle of an deserted room, some kind of empty office or small warehouse. His vision was still blurry, so he couldn't make out the figure next to him that said in a faint Mexican accent, "Ah, so nice of you to join us Bauer." Confusion clouded his brain, where the hell was he? Then it hit him like a hammer to the head, the shootout. Sam! Where was Sam? He squinted and looked around for her. He found her body slumped over on the floor on the opposite side of the room next to a metal shelving unit, a beefy guard standing over her. She still looked unconscious, but he saw her leg move just a little. Thank god, she was still alive.

The man followed Jack's gaze to Sam's body, "You have good taste Bauer. First Claudia, now this one." Jack's head turned when the man mentioned his dead lover, unable to keep the surprise from his face. His vision had finally cleared and he looked into the wild eyes of Jose Salazar. "What? You didn't think anyone knew about you two?" He laughed sadistically, "I think everyone knew, except Hector of course. Hell, even Ramone suspected you, but he just didn't care. I even had her a few times myself, fine piece of ass." Jack narrowed his eyes and glared at Jose. "That reminds me, thanks for taking care of my little problem for me. Sure saved me a lot of trouble."

"Don't mention it."

"However, you have caused me many more problems now. Because of you I lost Gibson and Henry." His voice raised an octave, as he yelled at Jack, his Mexican accent became thicker, "And now you killed four of my top men!"

Jack looked around and only counted four guards, plus Jose. It added up, Chloe had told him there were eight men outside the house. He and Sam had killed more of them than he had thought. He found his old friend from the other night, Filipe, staring at him with hatred. Juan was nowhere to be found. He didn't recognize the other three.

He gritted his teeth and tried to wiggle his arms and loosen the ropes. "They killed two agents and kidnapped us. It was self-defense." His eyes traveled back to Sam. She hadn't moved, but he noticed that they had one of her hands cuffed to the shelving unit.

Jose again caught Jack's eye movements. "Did we take something that belongs to you, Bauer?" He turned and walked over to Sam and turned her over on her back. "Mmm, she looks tasty. I might have to sample some of that for myself." He ran his hands roughly over her breasts. He looked over and caught Jack clenching his teeth, "Oh, does that bother you, Bauer?"

Sam opened her eyes and slapped Jose hard across the face with her free hand, "It bothers the hell out of me."

Jose couldn't contain his anger and punched her in the face. "You stupid bitch!"

Jack watched with horror while tears formed in Sam's eyes as she winced in pain. The corner of her eye was already swelling and blood trickled down the side of her face where Jose's ring made contact with her cheek. He tore his eyes from Sam and brought them up to Jose. He replied in as dispassionate a manner as he could, "Do whatever you want to her, she doesn't mean anything to me. I was just using her."

Chase and Kim were on their way back to CTU, when his cell rang, "Edmunds."

"Chase, it's Chloe. I'm triangulating Jack's location. I followed them on satellite; we've narrowed it down to a couple blocks in Culver City. I'll call you back with an exact address as soon as Adam works it up."

"That's great, thanks Chloe. Call Baker and have his team meet us over there. They can get there first, they're closer than we are. And inform the FBI too."

"Already on it. Chase, do you think he's already dead?"

Chase clenched his jaw, her question didn't merit an answer. "Just get back to me with that location, Chloe." Chase hung up and made a u-turn, and headed towards Culver City. He glanced over at Kim, who looked worried, "Maybe I should drop you off at CTU, you're not trained for this. And if something happens, you shouldn't see it." He took her hand and squeezed it.

Kim stared straight ahead, "No. I'm going. I'll wait in the car if I have to, but I'm going."