Anthony smiled at Jack, "So you are the son of a bitch that took Jamie away and made her do all this crazy shit?"

Jack glared at him, if Jack's hands weren't tied behind his back he would have attacked the asshole already. Seeing Jamie lying on the floor clearly beaten made him want to rip the kid apart limb by limb.

Anthony's father walked over and saw Jamie on the floor and smiled at Jack, "That piss you off."

Jack never took his glare off Anthony, but he did brace himself as he saw out the corner of his eye the father getting ready to his him in his open ribs. Jack stumbled some, but remained on his feet and kept any sign of pain off his face. The father grabbed a fist full of Jack's hair and pulled his head back almost making Jack lose his footing. "Are you going to speak to me when I ask you a question?"

Jack glared at him and answered, "Yes that piss's me off that some low life asshole can't get it up so he has to beat up on his girlfriend." Jack was bracing himself for another punch but it never came from the father, Jack was actually shocked when he heard the father laughing.

"Yeah it is pretty pathetic. I tried to teach him not to hit women, but you know kids don't you federal Agent Jack Bauer." The man looked at him.

Jack wasn't sure if that was a threat or just a comment. His mind took it as a threat and was already trying to work out what could have happened.

The son came over quickly and ran a fist hard into Jack's stomach winding Jack, but not making him lose his footing. Jack bent over to catch his breath and stood back up still trying to catch his breath. Anthony hit Jack again this time in the face breaking open Jack's skin with a ring he had on his finger. Jack spit blood out of his mouth and smiled.

Anthony went to attack him again when his father grabbed him and said, "Enough. He's not some monkey."

Anthony glared at his father, "He's a federal agent same difference."

Anthony was taken out of the room by his ear getting a lecture on the difference between decent federal agents and the other kind of people. Jack leaned against the wall and looked over at Jamie who was still unconscious. He was worried about her, but there was nothing he could do now except keep their attention off her.

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Michelle was at CTU when she got a phone call from Tony. "Where are you?"

"At a pay phone in the valley." Tony said looking around for the men who had him early coming to finish him off.

"Where is Jack?" Michelle inquired.

"With them." Tony felt bad about leaving Jack, but he had ordered him to go.

"I'm going to get a team over to where you are at do you think you could lead them back to where Jack was?"

"I'd get satellite coverage first Michelle. The place was like an army base."

"I'll see what I can do. I'll get someone to pick you up." She talked to him while he waited for a police officer from that area to pick him up she was working on getting satellite coverage but she was afraid to get off the phone with him incase the people came back there was no way they were just going to let him walk away if he knew where they were at.

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Jack was still leaning against the wall when the door opened again and Anthony walked in with a few other boys his age. Each of them had a base ball bat or a golf club in their hands. Jack felt his heart race a little faster at the prospect of what they would be used as.

"My father went to go finish off your friend. He gave him a nice little head start thought it was fair in all he gave the Mexican a head start." He was a few inches from Jack smiling at the older man. Jack had little time to brace himself as the bat came swinging into his stomach this time knocking the wind out of him and knocked him off his feet to the ground. He held back the scream of pain, but he could not hold back the features on his face as he gasped for breath and felt himself gag.

"What did you call me earlier?" The boy said stepping on Jack's shoulder with his foot, keeping Jack from rolling over and sitting up. "A low life scum or something like that." Anthony swung the bat down hard hitting Jack in the back this time getting a groan of pain. The other boys walked over and joined him as they started to kick and punch Jack in the back the side anywhere they could hit him. Anthony stopped them after a few minutes and bent down next to Jack and smiled at the pain he saw on his face, "See I don't just need women." Anthony punched Jack in the face cutting his left eyebrow with the ring.

Jamie heard a few cries of pain from Jack as she slowly came around when she sat up she saw Anthony kneeling next to Jack a bat next to him. He was holding Jack's head up saying something to him.

Jack spoke slowly, "No you need a person restrained and women that makes it a hole lot better."

Anthony thought about crashing Jack's head into the ground, but than he knew he could take this old man. "Fine." He moved back and untied Jack hands. "Let's go." He said standing up.

Jack slowly pushed himself up and looked at the four people in the room, no one noticing Jamie was awake and sitting up yet. Jack prepared himself, this was his chance to get Jamie out of here as well as himself. Anthony came at him with the bat swinging hard Jack caught it in his hand blocking the pain out and yanked it from the young man, sending a hard punch into the kids stomach winding him and sending him to the ground with a cry of pain. The others stood there before they came at Jack with their weapons in hand. Jack had blocked the first two boys with weapons that came at him, but while he was busy trying to disarm one of them the final boy came and sent a gulf club crashing into the side of Jacks head.

Jamie cried out as she saw the gulf club connect to the side of Jack's head, a weird wet noise accompanying the cry of pain as Jack fell to the ground. Blood already pouring out of the side of his head onto the ground. The boys stood up and looked down at the man on the ground with blood pouring out of a gash in his head caused by the gulf club. Anthony walked over and saw it, and knew at that moment he would be in serious trouble with his father. He kicked Jack in the back a few times to make sure he would stay down before they left the room to create a story. He saw Jamie in the corner and said, "If you say how this happened other than the story I tell my father I will kill you." He left the room and the boys talked outside making up a plausible story.

Jamie rushed over to Jack who's eyes were closed. She felt to make sure he was breathing. She didn't know what to do so she ripped a piece of his shirt off and placed it against the hold in his head that was leaking. She tried to stop the bleeding but it would not stop flowing steady out of the wound. She was worried because even when Anthony kicked him in the back there was no sound of him not even a groan or a grunt no sign that he felt or even registered the hit, she wasn't sure if he was unconscious at the time or not. Her hand was covered in blood when Anthony's father came in the room pissed off.

He saw her kneeling by the federal agent her hand covered in blood and the blood on the ground and he turned to Anthony pissed off, "How did this happen?"

"She helped him free his hands and he was trying to escape. He fought us and we tried to stop him he got the bats from the other guys and one of them sent a gulf club into his head. He fell to the ground out of it." It had quite a few of holes that Anthony was ready to feel in if needed he had the story in his head, and so did the others they went over and over it making sure the correct evidence of a struggle was relayed by the boys' faces. Anthony was sporting a new black eye thanks to one of the others.

"Get away from him." Anthony's father ordered walking over to where Jack lay unconscious. He looked at his head and shook his own. "Go get a bucket of water and a towel."

Anthony ran out of the room and returned a few minutes later with what his father had ordered. The father put the rag in the water and rung it out. He pressed it against the wound that was still bleeding he was able to clear the blood away enough to see the small gouge in the head. He pressed the rag against the agents head hard and waited for the blood to soak through after about ten minutes the wound stopped bleeding. He grabbed the agent off the floor and pushed his head into the water.

Jack felt the cold water around his face and slowly came around he fought to push his head out of the water once he was conscious and was allowed up. Jack lay on the ground gasping for breath his face screwed already in pain from his head. It felt like a elephant was stepping on his head squashing it. Jack looked around confused still gasping for breath.

The older man looked down at the agent and said, "You are lucky you're not dead." He turned Jack onto his back again resecuring his hands, and this time his feet also. He left him on the floor and looked at Jamie, "You come with me."

Jack tried to protest but got a kick in the kidneys to quiet him. "No one was speaking to you. I should kill you." Anthony's father was pissed at the agent his son had shown him the bruise on his face from the agent.

Walter, Anthony's father walked Jamie to another room and locked the door. He returned back to the room the agent was in and walked in, Anthony on his heels the entire time. "You are going to pay more than just that head wound for trying to escape and hitting those boys." He walked over and pulled Jack up. Jack groaned as his head felt like it was compressing on itself. He tried to protest, but was only shushed by a punch to the kidney thanks to Anthony. Walter dragged Jack outside to the back yard where they had Tony hanging earlier. Jack saw the noose and closed his eyes he had expected to die, but not by getting hung, and he knew they would not do it the easy was and snap his neck by letting him drop, no they would make sure that he would suffer a long slow suffocation and most likely die from the elements and not the hanging itself.

Walter walked inside the small barn and with the help of a few other men pulled out a riding lawn mower. A man rolled Jack onto his back and undid his hands resecuring them to the tree. Jack felt the rope on his feet being pulled. He lifted his head even as he felt dizzy and nauseous and the pressure increased, he saw they were tying the rope to the lawn mower, his mind not comprehending what was going on until he was pulled off the ground as the mower was put in reverse. Jack closed his eyes at the prospect of this death, he cursed himself in his head for thinking hanging would have been to harsh.

Walter ordered, "Anthony hold his head up I want to see the pain in his eyes." Walter was the one driving the lawn mower. He smiled as he saw the slight sign of fear in the agents eyes. He reversed the lawnmower slowly watching as Jack's body was stretched more and more. He kept going even after he heard the sound of joints cracking. He smiled as he saw the father he got the more pain registering on Jack's face. He stopped it at the point he was sure if he went any further he would rip limbs off. He put the mower in park and turned it off placing the break on while the others rushed bricks under the wheels so the weight of Jack's body wouldn't drag it forward. Anthony let go of Jack's head and touched his arm harshly, as the muscles and joints where already screaming out from being stretched harshly. Walter ordered, "Leave him." They all walked away, but Walter remained to make sure no one messed with the Agent for the time he left him like this. He smiled as he saw Jack's eyes start to water from the pain.

Michelle had satellite coverage by time Tony got to CTU. The worry instantly coming across her face as she saw him walk in beat up and clearly sore.

"I've traced the route to the place on this map." Tony said handing it to Michelle. "If you got satellite coverage than the teams should go in now. I don't know what they had planned for him." Tony was worried they wouldn't' get there in time.

"We are getting a warrant now." Michelle said knowing it would piss Tony off.

"Fuck the warrant."

"We have to the FBI is stepping in on this." Michelle looked away she knew that would piss Tony off worse.

"They are going to get him killed."

"I can't do anything Tony. Our teams are going to be used though." Michelle had worked that part out they already had their team six miles outside the compound and they were ready to go.

"Who's leading the team?"

"Baker." Michelle answered touching Tony's arm gently, "Don't worry they saw him." Michelle left out how they saw him now, but Tony didn't need to know.

"Alive?"

"Yeah." Michelle answered not looking away it would give away what she was thinking and feeling about how Jack was at the moment.

After what seemed like forever Jack's muscles and joints got a break as Walter moved the bricks away from the riding lawnmower and let it inch forward some. Jack groaned slightly his eyes having been squeezed shut before, he almost felt worse as the pressure come off the joints and muscles. He was sure he had a torn ligment and the muscles in his arms and shoulders were worthless. He knew he'd be lucky to move without pain let alone walking out of there.

Walter untied the ropes and Jack fell the rest of the way to the ground groaning as he hit. Grabbing the rope tied to his hands Walter dragged Jack back into the house the younger men had already started protesting not killing the agent and Walter explained to them after he dropped Jack off in the room, "He is a federal agent. Not some spic, sand nigger or monkey. He is a white federal agent. We don't just kill anyone. That would make us one of them. We will teach him to think properly and if and only if he can't learn than he is a sympathizer and deserves to die. If any of you touch him without my permission again you will get the same thing he got." Walter left them and went to his room for the night.

Jack was on the floor his mind consumed with pain when he heard the first round go off outside. He knew the weapon noise quite well an M-16. He lay on the ground listening to the small battle start outside.

Walter was almost asleep when he heard the first shot. He got out of bed and grabbed the shotgun. He ran down stairs and was just missed as a bullet whizzed into the spot he had been seconds before. He rushed to the room where the federal agent lay. He grabbed the duct tape out of the closet across the hallway and walked in. He helped the federal agent sit up and cut the rope freeing his legs. "Stand up." He growled helping the man to his feet. Jack groaned as weight was put on his sore joints and muscles. He felt a burning pain from both calf muscles and tried to ignore them. He was pushed into a chair and felt the shot gun rest behind his head in the small indentation at the base of his neck and start of his skull. He hated the feeling and cringed as he heard the tape being pulled off the role. Balancing the rifle against Jack, Walter rapped tape around Jack's neck tightly and around the rifle so that the rifled was tapped to jack's head. He put his hand on the trigger and ordered, "Stand up and I would try anything my finger is on this trigger. He thought about tapping his arm to the rifle so if they did take a shot when he fell he'd take Jack with him as he died. He decided to do it and quickly tapped his hand to the rifle. The gun battle outside was quite and someone was coming over a bullhorn for the others to step outside.

Walter pushed Jack forward harshly digging the rifle into Jack's scalp as he thought Jack was not moving quick enough and pushing him slightly. Jack reached the door and saw the agent outside without even being order Jack screamed, "Don't open fire he has the rifle taped to my head and his arm." They emerged from the door for all to see the two men.