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Chapter Three: Confusion.
"What do you mean?" Jack inquired, eyes not moving from the gun aimed at his face.
"Tell me where I am, or I'll shoot." Tony threatened, hands shaking slightly as he held the weapon.
"You know who we are," Jack assured him "and you're at CTU."
When this received no response, Chloe sighed.
"This isn't some joke is it? Because if it is, it's not funny."
They could both see the panic in his eyes, even though he tried to conceal it. This was no joke.
"Tony, what's-" Jack began, before being interrupted.
"Who?"
His brows furrowed "Tony, give me the gun."
Shaking his head, he replied "Not until you answer me. Who are you? Where am I?" hesitating, he added "Who am I?"
By now, Chloe knew he wasn't going to shoot Jack, yet it was just to assure his questions were answered.
"My name is Jack Bauer, and her name is Chloe O'Brian," he answered, inclining his head towards her "Your name is Tony Almeida, you work for CTU Los Angeles, which is where you are now. I'd appreciate it if you'd hand me the gun."
Slight fear still etched into his features, he slowly placed the handgun in Jack's hand, eyes never leaving his face.
Still frowning, Chloe told them "I'm going to find Michelle, she should be told wha-"
As she said this, Michelle herself sped through the door before wrapping her arms around Tony's waist.
"I'm so glad you're ok, I don't know what I would've done without you."
Her eyes, brimming with love and tears, she looked up at him when he didn't return the embrace.
"Tony?"
Her heart shattered into pieces as he backed away, staring at her with uncertainty.
"Who are you?"
Her broken soul had evaporated into specs of sand and was being used to grit the roads.
"It's me." She explained; tears racing down her cheeks for the second time that day "Michelle."
This made no impact. Jack gently took her arm as he led her outside.
Completely breaking down, she sobbed uncontrollably. Ignoring Jack's explanations, she sprinted down the corridor and through the fire escape, sitting on the steps just beyond.
He hadn't recognised her.
She didn't care about her makeup as she rubbed her eyes free of tears, yet they were replaced by more seconds later.
He didn't know who she was.
Her mind travelled back to earlier that day, daydreaming about their encounter in the refreshments room. If Jack and Chloe hadn't interrupted, and they were left to... business, this might not have happened. Some other agents might have encountered the bomb, or no one would have found it at all.
The sensation of his lips on hers was unforgettable... for her anyway.
"Ms Dessler?" a shy sounding voice said from behind her.
"Edgar, hi." She greeted, standing up and turning to face him.
Seeing her tear stained face, he asked "Are you alright?"
"Yeah," she lied, sniffing "Can I help with anything?"
He shook his head "Buchanan sent me over to check on you. He said you were going through a tough time."
Michelle smiled despite herself. She had always liked Edgar. It was impossible not to, for he was always there when someone needed cheering up, even if it was just staying with someone in comforting silence. He was excellent at his job too.
"Thanks Edgar, but I'm fine. It's been a long day and I'm sleep deprived." She told him, before adding "I've got to be somewhere anyway. Make sure you have a good day."
Walking from whence she came, she headed towards the medical bay once more. Edgar had helped tremendously, without even knowing it.
Taking a shaking breath, she opened the door leading to her amnesiac husband.
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You have to love Edgar, he is so awesome.
Anyway, sorry it wasn't that good, but at the moment it's 9:30pm and I have to get up at 6:30 for school tomorrow.
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