Jack crossed the floor quickly and made his way up the stairs to his office, a thin smile playing across his lips. For a brief moment he had been unsure of which action to take, but he had followed his gut instinct over orders before, and like hell he was going to give up on it now. Instinct was all he had left.

He sat down in his office chair and began tapping into his system at a rapid pace, knowing he didn't have much time before Tony expected him to interrogate whoever it was they had picked up. If he wanted to leave with a bang he would have to be fast, he figured he had just over fifteen minutes before the team made there way through the building, and he had to be out by then.

He entered the database they had formed on The Cords and began searching for the alias Beanie. The server came up empty, causing Jack to frown. He had been certain that Jay's information was valid, but what if he was wrong? He wouldn't allow himself to believe this, Jay had struck him as someone who wanted to help, so he would treat him that way.

He backed out of the primary database and re-entered the name Beanie, under the tab for associates this time. He grinned from ear to ear as he saw the information they had stored on this person appear on the screen, happy with the fact that his judgement of Jay had been right.

Jack realised he wouldn't have the time to read through the everything on his screen so he hit the print button. Whilst his computer whirled as it started complete the task he grabbed two spare clips and a set of handcuffs from his locker and stowed them away in his pocket. A quick glance in the square mirror on this inside of this locker door told him that he didn't need to bother changing his black sweater, the C.T.U logo was small and only appeared on the left breast, it would go unnoticed and wouldn't draw any attention to him. Most people wouldn't even know what C.T.U was, they would think it was a sports team or something.

He saw that the documents had printed and were waiting patiently in his out tray. He scooped them up and tucked them away in a folder that read CLASSIFIED over the cover. The documents didn't exactly classified information but it was all he had lying around, and he was running out of time. His watch told him he had taken seven minutes so far, and he wasn't finished yet.

Smiling to himself he grabbed the intercom on his desk and turned it upside down, it time go get down to business. After pulling the back off the machine he fiddled with the two grey wires until he had them in the positing he needed them to be. After that first task was complete he slid the cover back on the phone and flipped it back to its upright position. He pressed the hash key twice before entering his cell number cautiously, making sure he didn't enter a digit wrongly. Satisfied he had done that correctly he pressed the transmit and hands-free button at the same time. He waited ten seconds for the dial tone and quickly pressed the hash button once more, before taking the phone off the receiver and slamming it back down quickly.

He put the phone back in its place and smirked as he realised how Tony was going to react when he realised what he had done. Another quick glance at his watch told him he had now taken eleven minutes. He patted his right trouser pocket checking that he had his cell and keys, grabbed the folder from his desk and closed the computer down. Satisfied that nobody would know what he had been looking at he left.

Hurrying down the steps to the main floor he glanced up at his office, grinning as he realised he had left the light on. When Tony realised he hadn't gone down to the holding sector he would ring his office. Eventually he would realised that something was wrong, and would storm in. expecting to find him there. He would be furious when he realised what Jack had done to the phone, and what he would give to see the look on Tony's face when he realised that he wasn't even in the building! As he hadn't posted himself out they would have to do a formal search before they could put out an APB on him.

Jack let out a slight chuckle as he pushed his way through the back exit and made his way towards his car. Pulling himself in he herd his phone ring, and he knew this would be Tony. He glanced at the screen of his phone to determine if the person had called his cell or the extension number to his office. It was the latter.

"Bauer." He answered, after snapping the phone open, trying to remain serious despite his urge to laugh.

"Jack what are you doing? Greyson has been waiting for you almost twenty minutes, I told you to be down in fifteen. I don't need to remind you about the time issue here do I?"

Jack noticed the irritation in his voice and it took every ounce of self control to stop himself from letting out a slight giggle at the thought of how annoyed he would be when he realised he wasn't talking to Jack in his office.

"Sorry I lost track of time. I'll go straight down."

"You do that," he snapped, before hanging up.

Jack closed the phone and dropped it onto the empty passenger seat, before starting the car up. He drove out of the parking lot and onto the main road that would take him away from C.T.U. He wondered how many times he would speak to Tony before he realised that Jack wasn't even using his office phone.