Tony checked his watch for the millionth time. It had been at least an hour since they'd ordered their food, and the place wasn't busy, so what was taking so long?
"Is everything okay?" Michelle asked.
"Uh, yeah, just our food still hasn't arrived yet." Tony answered.
"Oh, that's okay. It can wait,"
Tony nodded. "But it's a little strange that it's been an hour since we've ordered our food."
"It's been an hour already?"
Tony nodded again. They continued talking and pretty soon, another hour passed.
Michelle's stomach grumbled and she blushed. "I'm starving," she said.
"Me too,"
"I'll be right back," Michelle started getting up from her seat.
"Wait! Where are you going?"
"I'm just gonna go check inside to see what's taking so long for our food to come."
"Here, I'll come with you."
The couple headed inside. While they were approaching the doors, they heard shrieks and cries for help. A few gunshots, and more screaming. Michelle looked at Tony and grabbed his hand. Tony slowly pushed open the door and saw four men in baklavas, armed with guns, holding three of the customers.
"Don't move!" One said, when he saw Tony and Michelle enter the restaurant. "Grab her!"
One man went and grabbed Michelle roughly by the arm. Tony reached for her, but the man punched Tony to the floor.
"Tony!" Michelle cried, tears flowing endlessly now. It was all happening so quickly, it started out as a perfect date, and now this!
"Shut up!" The man yelled in her ear, slapping her face.
"Sonofabitch," Tony muttered under his breath. He was going to kill these bastards for even touching Michelle.
The man placed Michelle with the rest of the customers that had been taken hostage. One of the men, probably the leader, pointed a gun at everyone in the restaurant and left with the hostages.
"Oh my God," Tony cried, reaching for his cell phone. He had to call Jack, so he dialed the numbers.
"Bauer?" Jack picked up.
"Jack! It's Tony! Please don't tell me you're still hung over?"
"No, Tony, I'm not drunk. What is it?"
"I took Michelle out on a date, and then our food didn't arrive, so we went to check inside, and there were these guys who took Michelle and some other people hostage and now they just left!"
"Oh! Well, I'm with Kate now, so, uh, why don't I meet you on the beach?"
"Hurry!" Tony hung up, and rubbed his face, a nervous habit of his.
Back where Jack and Kate are…
"And I think my family can sit on the right…" Kate was saying.
"Uh…"
"Jack! Are you even listening to me?" Kate demanded.
"Yeah I am. Look, I gotta go help Tony with something. I'll be back soon."
"Ugh fine! Jack, I don't understand it, you're never around!"
"Kate…"
"No, Jack! I don't think this is going to work if you can't even help plan our own wedding!"
"No, Katie, don't say that, please don't say that! I have to go help Tony. I'll be back and then we'll plan it! I swear!"
"Yeah, whatever," Kate replied, turning and heading back into the mansion she called home.
Jack shook his head and grabbed his big gun…
Tony saw a black SUV pull up on the side of the road and Jack step out of it. He waved his arms rapidly, so rapidly that he fell back into the sand.
"Tony!"
"Jack!"
Two men ran toward each other and shook hands. They took a minute to acknowledge each other's presence and finally, Jack started talking.
"So did you see where they took the hostages?" he asked.
"No, I was fuckin' punched to the floor!"
"Maybe we should call CTU?"
"That would help…"
"Wait! You were on a date! With Michelle!" Jack yelled.
"Yeah, so?"
"Why? After Nina, I thought you'd never move on"
"What so you're allowed to see Kate, but I'm not allowed to see Michelle?"
"You're allowed to see someone, but after Nina, I thought now one from work!"
"Yeah, well, Michelle's different!"
"Whatever, let's just call CTU."
Michelle was in a van, blindfolded and tied up. She was being held at gunpoint along with some other people. Why me? She demanded to herself. Why did I have to get kidnapped?
"Are we there yet?" she heard a voice ask.
"I'll tell you when we're there." Another answered.
It was a long drive, and finally Michelle felt the car stop.
"Grab the hostages!"
Michelle felt rough hands grab her and move her out of the van and into what was probably an underground warehouse. The hands took off her blindfold and pushed her to the floor. She looked around and saw that it was an underground drug warehouse.
"What are you going to do to us?" A female hostage demanded.
"Shut up or we'll kill you!"
The woman didn't say anything after that.
Michelle didn't want to say anything, but did anyway. "I'm a federal agent and so is the man I was with. He's the acting director of the Counter Terrorist Unit! His best friend is Jack Bauer, another agent, who has a hit rate of 57! They're probably looking for me–and you–by now! You'll be in serious shit for kidnapping a government agent!"
"Same goes for you, toots!"
The men didn't even seem scared about what Michelle had just told them.
"Jack Bauer did you say?" A familiar female voice asked from the darker side of the room.
"Yes." Michelle was acting way more confident than she really was.
"And what's the name of the man you were with?"
"Tony Almeida."
"Sonofabitch. Oh well, didn't think he'd ever make it to acting director. And what's your name?"
"Michelle Dessler."
"Oh. You were Tony's replacement, I'm guessing?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Hmm…kill all the hostages except Ms. Dessler here."
"But boss…?"
"Do it!"
Three gunshots later…
Michelle had closed her eyes for the killing of the other hostages, but now opened them to see Nina Myers presently standing in front of her, devious smile spread across her face.