As the back door to the van opened she was faced with an armed man wearing a balaclava, she then noticed the guard in the front slumped unconscious on the dashboard. Just as she was about to ask what the hell was happening she was abruptly pushed to the floor as the man lunged towards the second guard and although she couldn't see anything she gathered that the guard was now unconscious.

Chloe lay face down on the floor of the van when she felt hands on her body, hands that were firm yet not rough releasing her from her chains. Just as he was forcibly pulling her up from the floor she saw a chance to disarm him. She kicked back, catching him on the shins and using her head in an attempt to slam into his and knock him off guard. She was too slow though and he caught her head in his hands with ease.

"Dammit! I didn't think this was going to be easy but I did think you might be at least a bit grateful Chloe"

Chloe's lips twitched a little as she tried to suppress a smile at the sight of him, bent over slightly and clutching his bruised shin, the balaclava now removed from his head to reveal the face of Jack Bauer. As much as she wanted to smile properly, to throw her arms around him in joy; Chloe decided it was safer and easier to be her usual self. So instead decided to punch him on the arm just in case he thought she'd be a pushover because he'd come to rescue her.

"What the hell took you so long? I've been stuck in this stinking hole for the last 6 weeks and no-one has even been to see me. As for you, for all I knew you were dead or at least locked in an asylum somewhere having a breakdown".

He just stood there watching her, mouth gaping while clutching his now bruised arm. He hadn't really expected gratitude from her but he did expect her to be pleased to see him. He shook his head a little at the sight of her standing before him; hands on hips and glaring as only Chloe knew how.

The sound of distant sirens shook him out of his daze "c'mon Chloe we've got to get out of her now!"

"And go where? Is there some other disaster or threat you need my help with Jack? Because if there is I'm not sure I want to play today. I'm really, really tired of all this and actually I think maybe my life will be a lot more simple if I just sit it out and wait for them to get here. I'm sure being in jail for the rest of my life will be a lot safer than going anywhere with you."

"Chloe, c'mon" he said urgently, putting his hand out to help her down from the van.

"No."

"Chloe…"

"I said no Jack"

The sound of the sirens was getting louder now and Jack was feeling more and more agitated. "For god's sake Chloe we have to go. NOW!"

"No WE don't. You go, I'll be fine, and I'll just sit it out here if you don't mind Jack." On that note she clambered down so she was sitting on the floor of the van, her legs dangling out the back door. She gave him one of her smiles, the one that no-one could really recognise as a smile and gestured for him to go without her.

Staring at her in complete disbelief and frustration, Jack decided the only way he'd be able to get her out of there quietly and quickly was if she was unconscious. With that thought and a small, satisfied smile of his own Jack went into action. Seconds later he was running with an unconscious Chloe O'Brian draped unceremoniously over his shoulder.