Hi readers!
I have reached chapter six, which is scary because most of my stories have known to have kinda 'rolled downhill' at chapters five and six. Yet I will journey on! (I'll update 'Three Nights of Hell,' 'Love is Not Dead,' and 'Memories of a Captain' very soon for those who read True Blood and Torchwood fanfics.)
I don't and probably never will own 24.
Enjoy :D
Chapter Six: Back Again
Michelle was sat in the same chair as she was just a few hours ago, except that this time, no one was sat with her to comfort her. She felt oddly lonely in the empty room, not even any doctors came.
How long had it been? Two hours or more at least.
She sighed, tempted to smash something, but thought better of it.
This was going to be a long night.
Curtis was ready to go home for the remainder of the night, but no. A load of paperwork had been muddled and everyone else was busy!
They know I don't do paperwork, he thought, slightly annoyed I'm a field agent!
As he was turning the corner of the street, a woman with dark hair and tanned skin, who was heading in the opposite direction, ran into him with a force that nearly pushed him over.
"Sorry, sorry!" she squeaked, kneeling down to pick up the items that had dropped from his hand.
"I'm ok, are you alright?" He asked, concerned for the stranger's safety.
She nodded unusually enthusiastically "Yep, yep, yep. I'm fiiiinnnneeee." She emphasised the last word "I apologise, I need to go. Here are your things. Have a great day!" With a cheery smile, she skipped across the street and into a shop.
After watching the unusual woman cross the road, Curtis continued to walk towards CTU, yet he unfortunately didn't notice that his Key-Card had vanished from his pocket.
Tony's head throbbed as he opened his eyes into the world of consciousness.
What had happened?
Searching his memory for the last thing he could recall, (Which wasn't much seen as he couldn't remember any of his life beforehand) he remembered that he walked into the kitchen after his conversation with Michelle... then he was here.
A father. This hadn't made an impact on his brain yet, even though he knew it would later.
How am I going to be a good father? He thought, I can't even remember my own parents!
"Mr Almeida?" A slightly muffled voice said, drawing him out of his thoughts.
Who? Oh yeah, 'Mr Almeida' is me.
The world around him was still blurred, his eyes only making out smudges of colour.
"Can you hear me? How many fingers am I holding up?"
He tried to focus his vision on what he guessed was the doctor's hand.
"Four?" he answered.
"No, three." The medic corrected.
"Oh."
After receiving the message that Tony had regained consciousness, Jack immediately started heading towards the medical rooms, regardless of the paperwork that he had to do.
As he entered another corridor, he heard whispering issuing from one of the empty conference rooms. He didn't normally eavesdrop, yet he was intrigued by the topic of conversation.
"Did you see that guy that was brought to medical? Been 'ere twice tonight he 'as!" The first voice said.
"Yeah," another person spoke "I heard from one of the doctors that his eyes were pointing in different directions! I thought he was strange to begin with..."
At this point, Jack felt he had to intervene.
"Excuse me?" he strolled towards them, slightly humoured at the panic on their faces they tried to conceal "What were you just talking about?"
"I... Urr..." the first man stammered "We were... just discussing the satellite footage of-"
"No you weren't, and you know it." Jack interrupted "Is it appropriate to talk about superior members of staff like that?"
They shook their heads, eyes wide for they knew their jobs might be on the line.
"Exactly. Would you talk about Bill Buchanan like that?"
Another shake of their heads.
"Then you won't speak about Tony like that. Now get back to work."
Trying to suppress a smile of accomplishment, he left the room, leaving the two men acting like school children who had been scolded by the teacher.
Then all the lights went out.
The CTU bullpen was chaos. Whilst everyone was running around, screaming, Chloe and Edgar seemed like the only one's attempting to discover what had caused the blackout.
"It's not just the lights," she reported "It's all the electrical equipment. Computers, phones: everything."
"Wait a minute, if everything has shut down, that means the doors are too. You need electricity to access the door code panels." Edgar told her.
"So we're all stuck in here, yeah?"
"Yeah."
She frowned "What caused this?"
"There is only one explanation..." he paused.
Slightly frustrated, she asked "Which is?"
"Someone from inside CTU initiated the lockdown."
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