A/N: Thank you to everybody who reviewed! You have no idea how happy you make my pathetic, 24-obsessed self!

I also realized that I had neglected to add a disclaimer to my first epidose, so here it is:

Disclaimer: If I owned 24, would I be writing fanfics? No, I'd be writing the show. 24 belongs to FOX and some other brillant people. Tragically not me.

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Day 6

The following takes place from 8:00 AM to 9:00 AM.

"I've got her." The tall man with dark hair and pale blue eyes spoke into his black cell phone.

"Good job Schmidt." The man on the other end responded in German, "it shouldn't be too long until Bauer realizes that his precious Audrey is missing. With Bauer out of the way, we have a clear shot at the water treatment facilities of Los Angeles."

"OK boss, my men are standing ready at the entrances for Bauer and his team. Auf Wiedersehen. Good bye." The man called Schmidt hung up and walked back over to Chloe and her guard.

"Any sign of Bauer?" Schmidt asked the guard who sat hunched over his laptop. The guard slowly checked the various security cameras in the building.

"No, he's not here yet."

"You know," Chloe spoke up, "you could be a lot more efficient and see all the views at once as well as a heat sensitive schematic if you—" Chloe stopped quickly and swallowed. She had almost forgotten that she was speaking to the men who were trying to kidnap Jack Bauer, "uuuhhh…never mind." She finished lamely. Both of the men were staring at her like she'd grown an extra head. She hoped that they would let it go. Thankfully they did, although Chloe wasn't sure it was out of respect to her obvious embarrassment or due to the fact that they didn't yet understand enough English to comprehend the slurred, rushed mess that was coming out of her mouth. Schmidt stalked away to check up on the men stationed at every conceivable entrance.

The guard turned to look at Chloe, and she noticed his dark blue eyes, curly dark hair, and round, youthful face. He didn't look like he had graduated from high school, although she thought he probably had, because he spoke English so well. Better, in fact, than any of the men.

"What's your name?" she asked, not sure if he would tell her.

"Hans," he replied, "Hans VonKreis." He replied. He sure is new to this business, she thought, he doesn't even know not to talk to hostages. Or maybe he just feels bad for me. She started to think of ways she could manipulate him to warn Jack. She wondered if she could convince him to help her.

Commercial Break

Audrey pursed her lips as she looked over at Chloe's still-unused workstation. She saw Jack out of the corner of her eye, and she wondered if he had notified the police department yet. It had been over an hour since work began, and she still wasn't there.

"Jack—" Audrey rushed up to him.

"Hey, Audrey, is Chloe still not here?" Jack asked, looking worried. Audrey shook her head. Jack assumed the worst and strode quickly to the nearest telephone. He spoke hurriedly into the phone, listened for a few moments, and replaced the receiver. He turned to Audrey, his face almost grey with agitation.

"LAPD found her car. It's overturned in a ditch a few miles away from here. There's no sign of her anywhere near it, though. I'm going to find her." As he talked he pulled off his jacket and slipped a bullet proof vest over his shirt. "Because Chloe's not here, I'll need you to keep in touch with me and send me any relevant information to my PDA." Before Jack stepped through the door he glanced at Audrey and their eyes met. They were both thinking the same thing: Chloe was the only person they both trusted; they couldn't, and wouldn't, let anything happen to her.

Audrey headed back to her workstation to await further instructions from Jack.

Commercial Break

Chloe O'Brian had been thinking a lot about the fact that the terrorists seemed to think she was Audrey Raines. After examining the pros and cons from various angles, she had finally decided that this was a good thing. Primarily because this meant that the real Audrey was safe. Chloe was glad; she figured that Audrey had gone through enough a few years ago when she and her father had been kidnapped. She also had realized that this meant she, and CTU, knew something these terrorists didn't, although she had to admit she couldn't see how knowing this was particularly helpful.

And she though about Jack, and she wondered if he was out looking for her. If he was, he was sure to find some leads soon. She had overheard two of her captors talking about the clues they had "left" with her car, to ensure that Jack found the right place. If Chloe had been given a primitive computer, or even a light bulb, she was sure that she could have programmed it to tell Jack not to come rescue her. But as it was, all Chloe had was ropes around her ankles and wrists, thankfully the gag had been taken out when they realized that Chloe was not the screaming type. She also had a young and inexperienced guard with a laptop. They must have really underestimated her, to give her the guard with the least amount of experience, but she could use this to her advantage. She slowly shifted her weight until she had unsteadily toppled forward, off balance because of the restriction on her wrists and ankles. "Oh! Hans!" she cried out. Hans looked up from his laptop and unlocked the door of her prison. He stepped inside and gently propped her up against the wall again. She decided to try the flirting angle, on the theory that no young man could resist a young woman.

"Hans?" she asked, batting her eyelashes a little. If she got out of this alive, she sincerely hoped that she would never have to bat her eyelashes again. It made her feel stupid and she had a phobia of people thinking she was dumb or incompetent. It made her nauseous.

"Do you think that you could take the bonds off my wrists for just one minute? Oh please?" Apparently this particular young man could resist her. She thought about what Kim would do in this situation, but for some reason she kept having a mental image of a cougar.

He went back to his computer and watched the views with marginal interest. She wondered how he had gotten into this job. She studied his profile. He looked worried. Despite what the world seemed to think, Chloe was pretty good on picking up on other peoples' emotions. But, the fact that she generally disregarded them and said what she thought never seemed to help. She wondered if she could use Hans's particular weakness to her benefit.

Commercial Break

"Audrey, I've got something." A staticky version of Jack voice came over Audrey's headset, "the LAPD just sent me an address on my PDA. They found some clues around Chloe's car which all lead to this building. I'm sending you the address. Can you pull up all possible satellite feeds and information on this building?"

"Sure." Audrey replied, happy for a task. She had never been one to be idle in the face of an emergency, but for the last few minutes, she had been imagining all the worst-case scenarios for Chloe's kidnapping.

"All right, I've got it." Audrey told Jack a few minutes later, "I'm uploading it to your PDA. From what I can see, it looks like there are two people guarding her."

"That's odd," Jack said with a frown, "they went to all that trouble to kidnap her and there are only two people guarding her? That doesn't make sense. Something doesn't add up Audrey."

"I know." Audrey sounded thoughtful, "Jack?" she said after a moment, "Jack, do you think you're walking into a trap, and, and there might be more people hidden waiting to ambush you when you come in?" Audrey was voicing the very fear Jack had thought. There was silence on the line as they both thought about the danger that Jack was putting himself in.

"Jack?" Audrey asked again, "Maybe you should come back to CTU and wait for Curtis and his team, and come up with a plan?"

"No! What if Chloe is scared or hurt?" Jack asked, sounding uncharacteristically harsh, "I owe it to her to try to get to her, trap or no trap! I'm just parking—"

"I know," Audrey said, "I see you."

"Good." Jack said, "I'm going in."

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