Omar watched with a satisfied smirk as the hostages stayed silent upon their entrance to the cell. Heller seemed to have calmed since his friends presence - was it worry he felt or acceptance? He decided that the old man realised that there was no chance of escaping his sentence - he was scared of his rightly deserved punishment. The knowledge that he would pay for his crimes, willing or not, brought a smirk to his face.
The woman was still crying, he noticed with irritation, wishing she could be seen and not herd. He knew her type - threatening her to be silent would only make her louder - so he ignored her. He wouldn't have to put up with her for too long anyway, he though with another smug smile. Jacks eyes followed Omar's as he glared at Audrey, the room was silent and thick with tension. Jack felt some of his silent resolve crumble, he knew that Audrey was crying for him.
Heller had been adamant that there had to be some other way to escape, but Jack pointed out that he himself had said only minutes earlier, the men were expecting another attack. This was the only way. Heller realised with sadness that Jack was right, he himself could think of no other way to save themselves.
He said a silent prayer as the men entered the room, hoping the plan would go the way Jack had assumed it would. He didn't know of the outcome, he could only pray this would save his daughter. Jack was putting himself at risk, Heller had no problems with his own role - he had already been sentenced to death. He had tried to argue against Jack that he could do it all alone so that he could escape too, but Jack wouldn't have it.
He said that he wouldn't put Audrey at risk through trying to save himself, but Heller had argued that she would be safer leaving with him. Jack had been cornered for a moment, before disagreeing, Jack could lure them away from her, so that maybe Heller too would be able to get out.
It broke Heller's heart, to see how willing Jack was to sacrifice himself. He was ashamed with himself that his daughter had feared to tell him of there love for one another earlier - and now it was too late for him to do anything about it. He knew he could only hope that somehow the two escaped - he knew he would die today, as part of this demonstration or fleeing from it.
He wouldn't allow himself false hope over his future - Jack was hoping to get him out, but he knew it wouldn't happen. The men would kill him if he tried to escape, despite there broadcast, rather than let him live through the ordeal.
He also knew that Jack would not leave him to be executed, that was not how Jack operated. He tried to tell himself otherwise but he couldn't make himself believe it. He could picture Jack and his daughter escaping together, but he knew if Jack allowed himself to get that far he would still go back in for him, even if it meant he was signing his own death certificate. Jack would leave nobody behind; especially not for his own safety.
Although it sickened him to know a good man would die for him, he also felt an incredible sense of pride well up inside of him as he snuck a glance at him. He was proud to have known such a man, and felt honoured to have worked with him.
As they had talked Audrey had said that they should wait instead of doing anything as they didn't know what would happen to them, maybe CTU would change there minds and send another rescue team in. Both men knew this was her desperation talking, she didn't want to see Jack down. Heller was once again astounded by the clear care she had for Jack, how did she manage to hide it from him so well?
He tried to ignore the ringing in his ears as he looked back at Jack and then Audrey. Omar was talking to him, he tried to listen and pace himself, knowing he was the one who would set the ball rolling. He took a deep breath as Omar took a step closer to him, before looking to Jack with a slight raising of his eyebrows. Jack, stood behind Omar, nodded, seeing none of the men paying him any attention. Audrey looked to the ground, knowing she couldn't stop this, and that what happened next was out of any of their hands.