Authors' Note: alright i found a way to read the dam reviews, though its not on the dam site, well not showing i realized i get emails showing what the people say in them, thankfully...o.o whatever, catchin up time for review answerin timeee, o other side note, if any of you have realized this, i swear in almost every one of my fanfics i have a chapter titled pain in like each one, lol
Mav32: yea im sorta stealin your way of writing for this story, just because i like that way, i use to do it myself, then i quit, then i figured id give it another go, so yea ' glad you like it, yea im workin on the hole right now, but this idea kept in my mind until i friggin wrote it down, its too good of an idea to pass it up!
Amy: thanks, yea my alternate season 2 i wont be afraid to put the romance in there if needed, if i can go without it i shall though ' not a romantic writer much ye know?
Jack-Rocks: Chapter 1: yea thanks, yea i wanted Jack to have at least 1 friend threw the whole thing, lol Tony is the main man mateeee, lol thanks for the stuff glad you like the cliffhanger
Chapter 2: yea going for intensity here, o come on i love Jack for his self righteousness...seriously...' lol, so patriotic, i love it man, oo and thanks yea i like the more personal affect the POVs have, thanks
Chapter 3: Pain
Jacks' POV
Alright I am awake, again. This time the pain is more immense then before. Dam that office, the floor gave out under me! How did i not know that was going to happen. It was obvious! Clear as day, but no i had to go back and get George. Hes propably dead now, and im propably going to be joining him soon. I try and move, then I realize I cant. Im pinned down. Underneath everything. I have this odd feeling, or the absense of feeling I guess is a better explanation. I cant feel my right hand. Its like its like its gone. I open my eyes to more blackness. Im completely covered by the debris of the office floor, and other stuff, thats whats pinning me down. I cant breathe under here. I need to get out. Now. My thoughts go back to the fact taht i cant feel my right hand, hell I cant feel anything past the elbow, thats just strange. I just feel the massive pain in the elbow, nothing further. I twist my left hand around, i can move that one. Slowly i start to dig my way out from under the debris, just using the left hand.
I finally see the light of the fire still dancing in the building. I inhale the smokey air, it hurts. I think nearly every single one of my ribs are propably broken now. I can just barely breathe, but I know I have to get out of there. Now, I must know who had done this. They will pay, for all this meaningless destruction. The destruction on innocent lives, thats what they have done. They have killed many innocent people already today, and are propably planning on doing so much more. I must stop them before they take this any farther.
I strain for another breathe of smokey air as I hear a voice.
"Jack Bauer! Can You hear me!" Someone is calling for me. I try to answer, but it only comes out as a moan of pain, mixed in with coughing. The being apparently heard me as it was now hovering over me. I saw his blurry outline signal for more people to come to this area. I just stare at him, coughing. He presses a oxygen mask to my face, clean oxygen. Though its refreshing, it hurts like none other to breathe. I can only assume hes a firefighter. The others come towards me, and dig me out of the mess, the one keeps holding the oxygen mask to my face.
"We are going to get you out of here! Just stay with me" I just barely hear him, im in so much pain, my heart is just throbbing, along with my head. But i try and stay awake as he tells me too, and nod slowly so he knows I heard him. I feel more pain as they lift me onto a portable stretcher, after clearing me out of the heap. My thoughts drift back to earlier, about my hand, i glance over to it, its pitch black. It looked dead, I closed my eyes in pain. It was burnt to the point where they propably wouldnt be able to save it, and just ambutate it off. I glance at the rest of my body, everything is dark, from the sut and the ashes. They pull me out of the building, as im doing my best not to go back to the dark abyss which is unconciousness. Though I really would like to, being there would mean i wouldnt have to feel this agony that i find myself in now.
Michelles' POV
I was waiting impatiently with Tony as we watched a small team of 3 firefighters go into the blazing building. I asked them if me and Tony could stay back and wait for them to bring Jack out, they respected our wishs thankfully. I also had grown close to Jack, of course it was Jack who gave Tony the courage to ask me out. I had been waiting for him to act apon his feelings from the beginning, knowing he felt the same way I did about him. I had become friends with Jack, even closer friends now because he was Tonys' best friend, and Tony liked to hang out with Jack quite a bit, and of course nearly the everytime he would bring me along. I liked hanging out with those 2, they always had a great time together, and i did as well.
Finally after a few minutes, which felt like an eternity, they brought Jack out on a portable stretcher. The one firefighter was holding the oxygen mask he had over Jacks' face. His chest was rising and falling unsteadily, also with gasps of pain each time, he was having trouble breathing, I knew that for certain. And it propably wasnt due to the fact of the smoke alone, he must have broken a rib or two to start breathing like that. I nearly gasped at his form.
I approached him, leaving Tonys' side. I knew Tony would have come too if it were not for his legs. Jack was alot worse then when I had first left him. I shouldnt have left him. I should have just dragged him out of there if I had too. His face and clothing were all charred back with sut and ashes. His right arm was totally black, 3rd degree burns covered the whole hand stretching as far back as the elbow. It looked as if it was dead, already. It also looked like he had 2nd and 3rd degree burns stretching over his whole right arm, onto his chest, and right side. I watched the medics switch the oxygen masks on him. His glazed over stare turned to me. I smiled weakly, i wanted to hold his hand, and squeeze it gently to reassure him. But i feared it would cause more pain then comfort.
Instead I just bent down to his ear and whispered, "Everythings going to be fine" trying to be comforting. Though i doubt that would help much. They loaded up onto the first ambulence and took off. I went back to the 2nd ambulence, as they were loading Tony onto it. Milo had already climbed in. Milo, being a gentlement held his hand out to help me into the ambulence. I smiled weakly and accepted his offer, he pulled me up into the ambulence and then I sat down by Tony's side, holding his hand.
Tonys' POV
They gave me morphine to help with the pain. Michelle had begged them to let us stay until they brought Jack out. She and I both had to make sure he was out before we left, we just had to. There was no other way around it. Michelle stayed by my side as we waited for the team of firefighters to come back. I hope Jack isnt to badly hurt, we are going to need him to help us get to the bottom of the whole attack. There is something much larger going on i figured, he propably knows it too.
Finally after a few minutes the firefighters carried Jack out on a portable stretcher. Shit. He looks like shit. This isnt going to be good, hell by the way hes breathing alone isnt a good sign. He isnt going to be much help i bet. Im worried now, how bad he really is. Michelle went over to him, I would have joined her. If I could stand that is, but the sad fact is I couldnt. The desk that toppled over me must have broken both my legs at once. This will be one hell of a long recovery process. Not just for me, but for everyone who survived. Jack seemed alot worse off then I. If he was anyone else besides Jack Id be worried if he would be able to pull through. But this is Jack we are talking about, he is a fighter, he will pull through this. I know it. Though it still pains me greatly to see him in that state.
They loaded him up into the first ambulance as they were starting to load me into the other. Milo hopped in before they started to load me. Once I was settled in, Milo pulled Michelle up into the ambulence. Milo and Michelle were not injuried that badly, just a few burns here and there, mostly minor first degree ones, with a second degree burn here and there, them two would be fine the medics said, after treating their burns. Once we were all in, we were off, following the other ambulence to the LA County General Hostipal.
Jacks' POV
Once I was pulled out of that burning building, Michelle approached me. Good she listened to me. I move my eyes over to her. I wish I could say something to here, but talking at the moment would just burn off what precious energy I have left. The darkness is already threatening to consume me. And I will let it after awhile. I glance past Michelle to see Tony on a stretcher, along with Milo. Good, someone beside me, Tony and Michelle made it out. Im glad it was Milo too, he is the best analyzt we have at CTU. I feel bad though, I couldnt save George. Yes I hated him, but I didnt want him to die. Im sorry George, I failed you, man.
They load me up into the first ambulence and then I finally let myself be consumed by the darkness, again for the third time today.
Kims' POV
I drove as fast as I could to the CTU building. I could see the smoke from miles away, which only increased my worry. For my dad, I hope hes alright. Please be alright! Im on my way Dad!
After a few more minutes, eternity to me, I finally arrived at the building, I jumped out of my car as soon as it was parked and ran to the what looked like the guy in charge. A firefighter.
"Are there any survivors!" I ask immediatly, scanning the area for medics, but found none. This only increased my concern, if it could increase any further then it was. I was on the verge of a breakdown right then and there, I hadnt even noticed i had been bitting my nails, shaking like a nervous reck.
"Yes, there were 4, they were all transported to LA County General" The firefighter told her.
"Do you know their names?" She asked, hoping her dad was one of them.
"Yes, they are Tony Almeida, Michelle Dressler, Milo (What ever his last name is...o.o), and Jack Bauer" He said. As he finished with my fathers' name, I took a deep sigh of relief. At least he was alive. Ok now I had to get my ass over to LA County General. I have to see for myself that he is alive. I jumped back into my jeep and took off. As I was driving i started to think, I forgot to ask about the conditions. Shit. What if my dad was dying! He has a knack for getting that seriously injuried. O Please Dont die on me Dad! I need you!