Chapter Two

Disclaimer: I do not own 24…If I did then Audrey would be dying a slow and painful death and Jack and Chloe would be together.

The drive from San Francisco had been a long one. When she wasn't sleeping, Rebekah was insisting that she drive and give Chloe a break. But Chloe wouldn't hear of it. Rebekah had only gotten her licence a few weeks earlier, and Chloe wasn't about to let her drive the rental car down the highway, in the middle of the night, and especially with children in the backseat. So instead, she tried to persuade her sister to at least pull up at a rest stop, so they could sleep there for the night. But Chloe wanted to return to Los Angeles as soon as possible and wasn't just about to stop so she could sleep. They could sleep when they got to her place.

After about an hour, Rebekah was growing restless, and was still trying to persuade Chloe to let her drive. She turned around and watched the babies happily speaking in baby talk to the air. How could they be smiling? Their grandparents were just killed. Actually, Rebekah realised that the only person who seemed saddened by the death of Ross and Theresa Avery was her. She could understand in a way why the babies weren't sad, they were too young to understand what had happened, but Chloe should be at least showing some emotion. Rebekah pondered on this idea for a while, finally deciding that Chloe was probably adapted to this by now, considering the numerous amount of her friends that had died in one day, and she had still worked after. She was probably grieving on the inside, but focusing on her driving at the same time.

"Chloe watch out!"

Her sister had almost missed a turn in the road, and driven them down a hill. Behind them they heard Michelle imitate Rebekah "Loey watch ou!" . Chloe immediately spun around. "Did she just speak?" she asked. "Yeah, I think she just did" Rebekah replied. Chloe had spun around and was now watching her daughter. "What did you say?" Chloe was trying to get Michelle to speak once again. But she was only staring at her mother quizzically. "Chloe!" Rebekah was trying to get her sister to concentrate her attention to the road once again.

"Rebekah! My daughter just spoke for the first time! I think I should be able to focus my attention on her for a minute!"

"Yeah, well not when you're driving!"

"Fine."

Rebekah had never seen Chloe react this stubborn before. And she knew it wasn't good. Carefully keeping an eye on her sister, she noticed how tired she looked. In fact, she looked tired enough that she could fall asleep right then and now. And that was exactly what Chloe did. Rebekah watched her sister's eyes close and her head tilt back. This was definitely not good. Being a quick thinker, Rebekah gave Chloe a punch in the arm, which woke Chloe up immediately.

"Ow! What was that for?"

"Pull over"

"What?"

"Pull Over!"

"Why?"

"Just pull over!"

Chloe pulled the car over onto a shoulder in the road and Rebekah hopped out. Briskly she walked around the car, opened up the driver's door and told her sister to get out.

"I'm not letting a 16 year old drive down the highway during the middle of the night"

"Well, you're going to"

"Why? I'm a perfectly good driver"

"You just fell asleep at the wheel!"

"I was only closing my eyes for a minute!"

"It didn't look like it!"

"Listen, I'm not going to budge. Go back into the car and get some rest"

"Look, Chloe, today we've both lost our parents, and probably some of our friends too, I don't want anymore people that I love to die because of some stupid mistake! You're clearly tired and you know it! If you keep driving you'll kill us all! And I know you don't want that. Think about the safety of me and your children. Think."

Chloe stepped out of the car and walked along to the driver's side. "Fine" she muttered. Rebekah watched her sister climb into the passenger seat of the car and fall asleep almost immediately. Rebekah then started the car and drove down the highway towards L.A

In China, Jack Bauer was running down the streets. Actually more like running and hiding at the same time. He would be pretty easy to spot in the streets. He pushed people aside, and was yelled at by many of them in words he did not understand. Jack looked around and found a tour bus. The driver was inside. No tourists. He ran inside. "Where is this bus going?" He demanded. "The..the..the airport" The driver stammered back. "Great. Drive me there. Now."

"But what about the other passengers?"

"They can wait."

"B-but"

"Sir drive me there NOW! And do not stop for anyone. Do you hear me? Anyone. Not even the police. Especially not the police. If anyone asks, I was never on this bus. Understood?"

Jack's voice bellowed through the bus. Soon, the driver had begun to drive him in the direction of the airport. Now all Jack had to do was find a way to get back to America. He sat there pondering the thought for a minute. Suddenly it came to him. Slowly, Jack paced to the front of the bus. "Sir, do you have a cell phone?" he asked. The bus driver stuck his hand in his pocket and pulled out a sleek silver flip phone. "thank you" Jack replied. As he made his way to the back of the bus, he began to dial.