We walked outside and I was hoping that someone in the neighborhood would have seen what had happened, but nobody was around.

Slipping my hand underneath my jacket as the two men pushed us towards the nearby van, I switched off the safety on the handgun and slid my finger around the trigger.

"What are you going to do?" Chloe whispered.

"Get ready to run if we have too," I replied quietly. With that, I pulled the gun out and shot the first man before he saw what was coming. The other whirled around to shoot Chloe, but I put two bullets in his chest before he could kill her.

For a moment, I stood still, somewhat in shock. It suddenly occurred to me that these men were wearing suits and had earpieces in. They looked like…Secret Service.

"They're Secret Service," Chloe announced, calmly looking pulling their badges out of the men's back pockets.

"Why were they trying to abduct us?" I wanted to know. My voice didn't even sound like my own voice.

"You kinda missed some stuff while you were sleeping," Chloe told me. "I'll fill you in soon. Hang on." She pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number, then placed the phone against her ear. "Morris, it's me. I need you to come pick us up. We'll be at the corner of…" she glanced at the nearby street signs, " Ventnor and Alison Street. We're in Alexandria. Hurry."

We walked up to the stop sign slowly as Chloe explained everything to me. "While you were resting, we all went to see the President. We're working with her now, and she wanted us to get her husband back because Dubaku threatened to kill him. Jack and Renee are also working with Renee's boss, Larry Moss."

"So why the hell is Secret Service trying to kill us?" I demanded to know. The gun was still in my hand and I felt like a danger to myself.

" Someone inside the FBI is helping Dubaku. They've also got a man inside the Secret Service, so they must have found out that we were staying at the safehouse somehow."

As I processed all of this, a car pulled up. I was surprised to see a middle-aged, handsome guy driving and a toddler in the back in a carseat.

"Get in, love," the guy told Chloe. "Who's your friend?"

"This is Elle Emerson. She's Tony's girlfriend. Elle, this is my husband, Morris O'Brian, and my son."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss. Emerson," Morris told me as I fastened my seatbelt.

"Same here," I replied absently. My mind was miles away.

As we headed out of the neighborhood, Chloe's phone rang. She answered it and I discerned from her conversation that she was talking to Jack Bauer.

"He got shot?" she echoed. "Yeah, I can go to the FBI building. What do you want Elle to do?"

When she hung up, she looked back at me. "Henry Taylor got shot and Jack and Renee are following up a lead. They want us to go to the FBI building where Renee works. We're going to help her boss."

"FBI building it is," Morris said, pulling onto the freeway.

"Where is Tony?" I asked anxiously. "Is he safe."

"Uh…yeah," Chloe replied. "He's fine."

We arrived at the FBI building shortly and, after Chloe said goodbye to her husband and son, we headed inside. Larry Moss, the head of that office, met us in the hallway.

"We've prepared a room for you to rest in, ," he told me. "We don't want to raise suspicion by having you in here as well. We've already created a cover for Ms. O'Brian."

"Thank you, Agent Moss," I told him, walking into the room he offered me.

"Oh, Elle, Jack said they'd send someone over to keep an eye on you soon, especially after what happened to you at the safe-house."

"Okay."

In the room, I found several recent magazines and a laptop, which was connected to wireless internet. I was about to check my Facebook account when it occurred to me that, if people were trying to kill me, I might not should get online, because I was willing to bet that they could track a signal from the computer.

As I sat down in a chair in the corner and picked up a magazine, I realized that my shoulder was still really sore. The wound was still relatively new and my entire shoulder was stiff, not to mention I was still somewhat exhausted from being tortured by Dubaku.

I started to read the magazine when my cell phone rang. It was Tony and I felt so safe seeing his number pop up on my caller ID again.

"Hey, where are you?" I asked, answering the phone.

"That doesn't matter. Listen, I just talked to Jack. He told me about you and Chloe being attacked. I'm gonna have somebody come to the FBI building soon to protect you. He's a former CTU agent, but you can trust him."

"Tony…I just killed two Secret Service agents. They tried to kidnap us and I—I just did what I had too. I'm so sorry."

Right there, alone in the room, I burst into tears. I had killed someone. Two someones. And, even though they had been attempting to kill me.

Please note the change in the end of this edited chapter. I changed "former Secret Service Agent" to former "CTU agent"