The damp hallway was deserted of hostiles, his passed through it quickly and silently and was soon in the storage area indicated on his PDA. With his back to the wall in the dim room he crouched down behind a barrel and pulled the device out, double checking his directions, knowing time was of the essence. Confirming the route he tucked it away before heading of again, cautiously looking over his shoulder with his gun gripped tightly in his hands; the silencer reflecting what little light there was inside the room off of the walls.

Jack reached the end of the hallway and approached the single closed door with suspicion. It wasn't locked, and he couldn't hear and sounds coming from the inside. Frowning with curiosity he decided they may have gagged Heller and Audrey. He turned the handle slowly before kicking the door open with force and storming into the large and darkened room.

His eyes automatically scanned the room, his attention immediately on the man sat on a chair looking startled. He wasn't armed and Jacks gun was aimed right at him.

"Federal agent don't move!"

The mans arm moved down to his holster as an expression of fear controlled his face. Jack fired, hitting and killing the guard. Grimacing he looked around for more guards before his focus finally landed on Audrey, still huddled in the corner of the caged off area with her hands over her head.

"Audrey its Jack," he said beginning to search the guards unmoving body.

She looked up sniffing, shocked when she saw it really was him.

"Jack!"

"Are you okay," he asked, still searching the guard for his keys.

"Yes but they moved my father."

Finally finding the keys he hurried over and began to try and open the lock up. A chilling feeling began to overcome him, why had they moved Heller?

"Can you remember when they took him?" He asked keeping his voice calm.

"No more than ten minutes ago."

Jack hurried with the lock knowing something was wrong. He was in the compound ten minutes ago, although he didn't think he had been spotted he couldn't be certain. He hadn't encountered anybody on his way in - was this done purposely? Remembering the strike team he decided he would take Audrey to safety and come back for Heller; maybe they decided Audrey was expendable as it was the Secretary of Defence whom they really needed. It was logical that they would be defending Heller if they thought a team was coming, so he could get Audrey to safety with ease.

"What's wrong?" She could see how tense he was as he tried to jam another key in the lock.

"Nothing damn it," he muttered, now certain something wasn't right.

"Jack," Audrey warned as she saw shadows near the door, "Jack;" she said again more started.

Looking up annoyed Jack turned his attention away from the keys. "What is it," he asked slightly irritated.

He looked up shocked when she suddenly screamed his name, more than aware that something was wrong.

Grabbing his gun he spun around to see what was wrong as fired bullets caught him in the chest. With a strangled yelp he fell backwards from the impact crashing into the fencing holding Audrey back. Omar watched with satisfaction as the keys skid across the cemented flooring from Jack who laid on the floor propped up by the caging deadly still. Audrey continued to scream for him.