She was a fairly simple woman. She never really wanted much--her computer, her favorite books, and decent food. But at this point her wants had dwindled down to two. First--find Jack. Second--sleep for a year.
She had never been a person that needed much sleep. A few hours here and there caught her up. She could go for days at a time without sleep when she needed to, and she often needed to. But 9 months of nothing but snatches of sleep in between hours at a computer were wearing on her body and mind. Every time she thought about sleeping for 8 full hours she thought of Jack, being tortured and her missing vital information because she had been sleeping.
It made it pretty much impossible to even consider sleep.
But she just wasn't sure how much longer she could go on. Working all day, searching all night, with no help from CTU. Bill was nice enough to look the other way when she used their resources (on the rare occasion she couldn't completely shield what she was doing) but she needed manpower behind her and she had none.
She was about to close her eyes. She set her alarm for an hour later so she could search another hour before work when suddenly a suspicious e-mail popped up. She read it once, twice, and then picked up the phone. The person answered after two rings, "Chase, I need your help."
In a small apartment in Sacramento, Chase was fast asleep, when his phone rang. Quickly he picked it up, hoping it didn't wake Angela, before barking a "hello" into the phone.
"Chase, I need your help."
"Chloe, it's," he glanced over at his alarm clock, "4 in the morning. What's going on?"
"I don't have time to explain it all. I just need you to come here right now."
"Chloe," years of training had him up and out of bed in less than a moment. Quickly he moved to the closet to throw on clothes, "What's wrong? Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?"
"What?" she said, and he was relieved to hear her normal sarcastic voice again, "No, not me. Jack. I found him."
Chase stopped dead, sweater half way over his head, "Oh, Chloe, you have to stop doing this."
"No, no, look I know that I had a few false alarms before, but this is the real deal. I think it's the fact that CTU closed the case. It made them sloppy. I need you to help me get Jack out of there."
"So, you want me and you to go to China and save Jack from people who have held him hostage for 9 months. Sure, Chlo, I'll be right over."
He could practically hear her frowning at him, "You don't have to come. I just need some manpower to actually go in. I know you know people. Just get me in contact with them and I'll..."
"Chloe, the kind of men I know are expensive and dangerous."
"Well, I've got money and they'll need to be dangerous and a little crazy to go in there. So are you going to help me?"
"I'm talking a lot of money, Chloe, I don't think."
"I cleared out my bank accounts. I got paid a lot of money to design security systems and I saved every cent for ten years. Trust me, I have the money."
For a moment there was pure silence, "Do you really know what you're getting into Chloe? This is a huge risk to take for someone."
"It's not for someone," she began and finished in a quiet voice, "It's for Jack."
Chase sighed and dropped his head in defeat.
"Fine, fine, obviously you're going to do this with or without me, so, the only way you are going to China is with me. Sit tight, I'll be there as soon as possible."
"Thank you, Chase."
"Fine, obviously Mr. Bauer is not responding to our threats or the treatment. Stop feeding him altogether and leave him alone for a week. If he isn't weak enough to respond then it is a lost cause and he is of no further use.