Audrey was crouched in the corner of the 'cell.' It wasn't really a cell but they were caged away like animals. Her face tear stained she watched as they brought her father back yet again, a furious scowl spread over her face. She was terrified, but seeing her father so angry and defenceless scared her. Were they going to die here, as part of some terrorists 'message?'

Oh God, where was Jack, she needed him right now. She ran to her father and hugged him tightly, but in her mind it was Jacks arms which were holding and comforting her. Please save us, she whispered under her breath, Heller was too caught up in a concoction of emotions to hear her.

Omar watched the display with minor interest before radioing his men into position. Somebody was in the compound, he had received the alerts seconds ago. He decided against sending men out to find the perpetrators - he was going to wait for them to find him instead. It would add to hostages feelings of helplessness, seeing the rescue team be killed right before them.

Barking orders Heller was moved to a secure cell deeper inside the compound. Audrey wailed for him louder and louder; Omar's threat of killing him now if she wasn't quiet calmed her down some, it meant they weren't taking him to his death just yet.

The lights were dimmed and Audrey watched with curiosity as Omar ordered the men guarding her to move; leaving only a single guard with a watchful eye over her. He looked nervous; but why? Omar hugged him tightly before closing the door to the area, not bothering to lock it. He arranged his men covertly around the rooms perimeter, with orders to allow the Americans to get to the girl. Once they were in; they would be trapped. Omar smiled in satisfaction before heading to the security room to watch the footage, wanting to see the soldiers capture whilst keeping a close eye on Heller too - he was intrinsic to the days success.

Jack crouched down seeing the dark figure move out from the shadows. He was talking into his radio scanning the area with a rifle held loosely in his hand. Jack held his breath, knowing he had to wait for the man to end the call before he could take him out. Worried the man would spot him he slowly moved away, knowing that if the man chose look around the wall just a few feet away; he would be a sitting duck.

The man took a few steps closer to the wall Jack was sitting behind, he felt the tension creep up on him as he tried to decide which course of action would be the best. If he was spotted they could kill Heller and Audrey quickly, he couldn't risk it. A voice blurted from the radio again, but Jack couldn't make out what they were saying. He watched from the shadow with a cautious eye as the man appeared to be turning away, fastening the radio back to the belt holding his shabby trousers up. Seeing the mans distraction Jack stretched out standing up fully with his gun held firmly between two hands. He fired twice in quick succession, both silenced bullets hitting the target.

Satisfied nobody had seen the attack he checked his watch before wiping the sweat off his brow with his sleeve. Taking a deep breath he sprinted over the exposed concrete, not stopping until his back was to the wall of the factory beneath a fire escape. Readying his gun he turned the corner seeing his entrance to the building unguarded. Grabbing his flashlight he quickly slipped into the darkness of the entrance taking cover behind a large stack of crates.

He grabbed his radio and spoke calmly but quietly.

"Erin I'm in."

"Covertly?" Erin asked, her voice whisked with both worry and hope.

"Yes."

Closing the laptop down Omar allowed a small smile to creep upon his face upon seeing the one man rescue team. They would take care of the distraction and then continue on with their plans - nothing was going to stop this execution or what would follow it.