Nina continued her pacing while Jack leant against the table, his eyes fixed on the door as he considered his options. He tried to shut out the tiny voice in his head telling him they had Mandras and Peter Kingsley. 'We don't need her'. He knew this wasn't completely true, Nina could still help, even with the interrogations of her once accomplices. He had to keep her alive, but he didn't have to like it.

"What is the status of Mandras and Kingsley?"

Nina's pacing stopped and her alms folded across her chest in a defensive reflex. The gun was still in her hand though, she would never put it down. She wondered why he was interested in the two men all of a sudden, but as she could find no hidden motive she decided to tell him.

"Mandras is probably dead." That was a blow, more reason to keep her alive. Then again, Peter had seemed to be the leader of the two. "Kingsley will be alright though, I scolded him then knocked him out."

Jack wanted to ask about his connection to the bomb but his instinct for survival took over.

"You just knocked him out?"

"Yes. Then I handcuffed him to the wall and went after Mandras."

Thoughts were swirling around Jack's head rapidly, and he knew that the twinge in his stomach wouldn't go away until he checked on the perpetrators himself. Besides, CTU would be there soon anyway, so it wouldn't hurt.

"How far away from them are we?"

Nina shrugged. "A few minutes, five tops."

"You remember the route you took?"

"Of course."

"Good. Lets go."

Nina's smile grew, she hadn't liked the idea of sitting around waiting, and now he needed her too.

"Stay close to the wall, if you see someone, start firing. I don't have anything to cover you with so you better hit them."

Nina nodded and they left the room, closing the door. They moved slowly with there backs pressed against the wall; Nina looking forward and Jack keeping watch behind them, there back shoulders almost touching as they looked out for hostiles. Each step was taken slowly and carefully as they moved in sync with each other. Not too far from the room now, Jack's cell beeped, CTU were contacting him. They stopped while Jack quietly took the call, his whispers echoing down the hallway. CTU were approaching the barn and would be with them soon. Jack relayed the information to Nina, visibly relieved as he did so, then they both carried on as before.

Jack kept his eyes open for a surprise attack. While Nina thought about Jack's earlier conversation with Tony, before they left the room. Their were a few issues Jack hadn't bothered to address, like her attempted escape and the murder of Faheen. Both could interfere with her pardon, suddenly she realised what he was up to and why he had been so civil with her, he was playing her. Stringing her along so she would co-operate, but when he was finished with her he would pull out a few aces that were hidden up his sleeve and try send her back to prison.

'Not this time,' she thought as she turned around to watch him. They were almost at the door, she noticed, she continued moving in rhyme so he wouldn't notice she had moved and was now facing him instead of the door. Grinning wildly in anticipation of her attack she brought the gun up into the air with both hands and paused for a split second before slamming it down on the base of his neck. There was a loud thud as the weapon connected with Jack's skin, he let out a strangled gasp as pain exploded in his head before collapsing to the ground under the impact of the hit.

He withered in pain on the floor unaware of Nina and the gun she was preparing to strike him with again. He tried to focus on anything other than the bright pain he was shrouded with but didn't succeed. Suddenly darkness came and he felt nothing more but the weightless sensation unconsciousness brought.