A/N: Please read and review this even if you don't like it just tell me constructivelly or give me advice as to how to improve it! If this fic goes well, i have another one in mind as a sequel. Nialle can be pronounced like Neil or i prefer Knee-Al! The. When i wrote this ithought it was HOT!
The phone in Jack's office trilled loudly, pulling him from his thoughts. He instinctively reached for the phone.
"Jack Bauer." He called, checking the time: 6:17 pm.
"Mr Bauer, it's Dr Wakely from San Francisco Medical Centre. We have a patient – Nialle Forrester - here who is asking for the director of CTU Los Angeles. They're in pretty bad shape and if it hadn't been forher injuries, we probably wouldn't have called. " Dr Wakely told him.
"Ok," Jack replied, slightly uncertain as to where he was going. "Do you know what it's in relation to?" He looked down watching his team, process information.
" I have no idea. Mr Bauer, this woman has attacked my team twice in a bid to get to you. If this is a fraud I want to know as soon as possible because we're going to have to sedate her." Dr Wakely told him frankly. Jack's heart nearly stopped.
"Do nothing with that patient. I'll be with you as soon as is physically possible." Jack ordered, already grabbing his stuff to leave.
"Of course Mr. Bauer." They both put the phone down. Jack walked out of his office and down the stairs. He walked straight over to Tony Almeida who was speaking to a new member of staff. Tony looked up as he approached. His face was tired and he had more lines than usual. The problems with his wife, clearly visible for all to see.
"Tony I'm going to San Francisco. There's a chopper on standby. There's a patient there that I know…Long story." He explained hurriedly. "I'll be back as soon as." Tony nodded and before he could say anything, Jack was gone.
Later that evening.
"Get you hands off me asshole," a voice screamed from the room at the end of the corridor. Two men in white jackets ran in. The scene that found them was bizarre. A young, petite brunette with olive skin was fighting three doctors and beating them. She struggled and fought and swore like no one knew. Another doctor ran in to the room, each one took an arm and leg pinning her to the table. Dr Wakely entered the room.
"Get off me! Let me go NOW," she screamed.
"Miss Forrester," Dr Wakely spoke softly. "A representative of CTU will be here shortly, please refrain from assaulting my team otherwise we will have no choice but to sedate you." Nialle took a deep breath and stopped, her heart beating rapidly, her chest moving up and down. She relaxed, all muscles loose. She heard footsteps running down the hall to her room.
"Nialle," the familiar voice said. She looked directly at the man in front of her. Jack looked at the men holding her down. "Let go of her now!"
The doctors complied and with the look in Jacks eye, decided to leave the room.
She jumped off the bed and flinched as her entire weight landed on ankle. Instinctively, Jack reached over and grabbed her elbow. She grabbed her clothes and quickly put them on. Jack noticed a small circular scaron her stomach.A sense of urgency filled the room as she moved. Her khaki pants and black tank top, showed her toned physique. Jack Bauer stared at her in puzzlement. She caught his eye.
"Like you've never seen me without clothes before.You got transport?" she asked.
"Yeah. What's going on Nialle?" He asked and made her stop for a split second. She looked up and smiled the faintest of smiles.
Jack looked at her and trusted her. Her dark hair was roughly tied back, a nasty cut on her head and her face stained slightly from blood.She was holding her arm towards her stomach and she didn't place her foot properly on he ground. Two small silvery scarlines could be seen on her face.
"I'll explain more on the way there, but first you gotta help me to walk out of here." she said glancing at the wall clock, "There's a bomb. In LA right about now."