"What?" Chase asked looking at him strangely, wondering if Jack really was okay .
"Neilson set us up. It's the only explanation. We've been onto him for a while now, it makes sense that he would know we were watching him."
"What now then?" Chase asked, rubbing his hands against his trousers, the dust in the air making them itch.
"We go home and sleep," he snarled.
"What!" He asked, an unsure grin sneaking up on his face.
"Chase its 5 am. I didn't get much sleep and I know you have been here all night. I want you to go home and rest. I am going to send this footage over to CTU for analysis. Baker will co-ordinate this mess. I'll call you tomorrow and we can get a proper start on this."
Chase nodded, unsure. "But this was out only lead."
A smile crept up on Jacks own face now. "No it wasn't, we still have Marcus Wilde."
Jack stepped into the house quietly laying his keys down on the counter before jumping back startled when he saw the two figures sat at the kitchen table.
"What the hell happened to you Jack!" Casey blurted out looking as surprised as Kim.
Jack looked himself down and saw the muck and dust covering his ripped clothes.
"My witness exploded," he sniped sarcastically.
"What?"
"Nothing…" he muttered, "you wanna tell me why you two are up and dressed at 5 in the morning?"
"It's the weekend Jack, we don't have college or anything," Casey said innocently as Kim made him a cup of coffee.
"Well if it's a Saturday aren't you supposed to sleep in late?"
Kim yawned. "Yes but Casey was up early and decided we were going out, so she came round and woke me up banging on the door."
Casey smiled shyly, "hey I couldn't sleep!"
Jack took the coffee from her before looking into the mug and realising what it was. "Ah no Kim, please. I'm exhausted, I want to sleep… unlike some," he added, giving Casey a strange and curious look making the girls burst out laughing.
Jack pulled the ratty shirt over his head as he contemplated taking a shower or waiting until later to get cleaned up. He grinned mischievously deciding the shower could wait as he threw on a pair of shorts and nestled between the covers.
He flipped the lamp off and bunched the covers up getting comfortable when the phone rang. Cursing he tried to ignore it, but after the third ring he angrily stretched over the bed grabbing it from its cradle.
"Yes," he snapped.
"Nice to hear from you too Jack," Carol laughed into the phone.
"Do you have any idea what time it is," he moaned.
"Do you have any idea where my child is?" She said, trying to sound serious.
"Oh God," he groaned, "she's here with Kim, you have to pick her up I am not taking her home," he laughed.
"No its fine," she said hastily.
"Okay.. Well if that's all there was I need some serious sleep."
"Okay Jack I'll see you later," she said nervously hanging up.
Jack rolled back over setting his head down on his pillow, he could hear birds chirping outside. Growling he pulled the quilt over his head, finally being able to drift away to sleep.