Writers note: IM BACK! So, I added a part to chapter 4! Thanks for all the kind words! It really means alot! Enjoy!

Chapter 4 - Breaking Down

Mood: "Open up the book you beat me with again. Read it off one sentence at a time"

I woke up in a small room. The lights were off so I couldn't see anything.

I felt a heavy weight on my chest, like a pile of bricks was sitting on it. I felt weird compressions on my legs and movements up my stomach.

What the hell? I thought to myself.

"I told you you'd be mine."

I couldn't move. I began to realize what was happening. I was dreaming, right? Please say I was dreaming. He wasn't really here, was he? He wasn't really doing what I thought he was doing…

Tears began to flow down my face as I tried to push him off me, but I was too weak to even move my head.

I groaned in horror trying to fight him off, but the words he spoke made me terrified to even try.

"If you fight me, the little one will pay." He snarled in the darkness. "Just like her mother."

"What did you do to Sarah?" I tried to sound angry but my voice was barely above a whisper.

"That's not important. Give me what I want, and the little one goes free."

"What do you want?" I croaked, thought I already knew the answer.

He leaned back down, pressing his lips to my neck and continuing from where he left off.

All I could think about was protecting Mackenzie. Doing this for her, praying he would keep his promise and let her go.

I tried to think of happier times. My mom and dad. Their hugs, kisses and bed time stories. The day Mackenzie was born. My aunt's face when she finally got to hold her child. The happiness in her eyes.

I felt a tear escape from the corner of my eye. "I'm so sorry, Sarah." I thought. "I didn't mean the things I said. All you did was love me. Damn this bastard!" I couldn't take this anymore.

There was only so much more of this situation I could handle. I started to pray, hoping God would take me. Asking him to protect Mackenzie. Have her come out of this alive.

I closed my eyes and everything went black.

"Lu-Lu?" I felt the little girl shaking me, begging me to wake up.

I slowly gained consciousness and looked up at her. Her eyes were bloodshot from crying and she also had a hand print around her neck.

"Bastard," I whispered, taking her in my arms and squeezing her as tight as I could.

We were in a another empty, dark room. I looked around the room, trying to come up with a plan on how to get us out of there.

I saw a pile of bricks on the floor, giving me an idea that might save us both.

I pulled Mackenzie away and told her specific instructions her three-year-old mind could understand.

"Lu-Lu needs you to listen, okay?"

The little girl nodded.

"Good girl. I need you to sit in the corner way over there, okay? I promise you won't get hurt."

She looked terrified of leaving my side, but I assured her that she would be fine.

"When I nod my head, you scream, okay?"

She looked puzzled so I tried to think of another way to make her understand.

"When you get hurt, you cry really loud, right?"

She nodded.

"Lu-Lu needs to cry really loud when she nod."

Mackenzie shook her head, implying she understood. She gave me a hug before heading for the corner.

I grabbed the biggest brick of the pile, placed it behind my back and began to rock back and forth.

I nodded, and Mackenzie began to scream.

Good girl, I thought.

"That kid better shut up!" I heard Charles scream as he stormed through the door.

I continued to rock with a grave expression on my face, slowly moving my right hand to my back.

"What the hell?' he croaked, looking at my rocking body.

He came closer, looking as if he was trying to figure out what was wrong with me.

The rest of it happened so fast.

When his head was level with mine, I grabbed the brick from behind my back, and smashed it against his head, hitting him again to make sure he was out.

I picked up Mackenzie and ran out of the room and into the streets.

Mackenzie was sobbing into my shoulder, breathing deeply to try to catch her breath.

"Shhh. Baby girl, it's okay," I said, searching for a route to take. We had been held in an old warehouse in the middle of nowhere.

I looked south and ran. Ran as fast as I could. Ran from the memories, from my past, hugging this child that I was now responsible for. I ran from him, praying I would never have to see his face again. Ran until…

"Oh my, I'm so sorry," I croaked, looking up at the tall buff man I just banged into.

"Lucy, its okay, your safe now."

"Who are…?"

"My name is federal agent Jack Bauer."

"Jack Bauer?" Jack Bauer from the website? I had only read a paragraph before I blacked out, but it had information that he was the one who worked along with the redhead in the bio threat.

"Yes. Lucy, listen, I need you to run over that hill as fast as you can; don't look back." he ordered. "There is a helicopter on the other side, Agent O'Brian will assort you to CTU."

"But how…?"

"Just go!" he shouted, running towards the warehouse.

Was he crazy?

"What are you doing?" I yelled. "He'll kill you!"

"Lucy, just go!"

I started to run backwards, watching as he ran towards that horrible place. Once he disappeared I faced forward and ran for the hill, Mackenzie clinging onto me, still sobbing into my shoulder blade.

I heard the humming sound of a helicopter and followed the noise up the hill.

I was still shaking from everything that had happened and I began to stumble.

Mackenzie's weight was beginning to give me cramps in my left leg. I hated to let her go, but I pulled her away from my arms and placed her gently on the grassy ground. She, too, was quivering.

"Sweetie, Lucy needs you to run the rest of the way. Can you do that?"

She didn't say anything, she had the most heart breaking, blank look on her face.

"Kenzie?" I whispered, lowering myself to her level and gently tucking her soft blond hair behind her ears. "Honey, please," I begged. "You can hear the humming right?"

She gave a slow nod.

"The helicopter is right over this hill. I just need you to run down. I'll be right beside you. Okay?"

She let out a long sigh and grabbed my hand, turning in the direction of the humming.

We ran, slower than before, since Mackenzie's legs were three times smaller then mine.

Jack wasn't lying. A navy blue helicopter had landed right in the middle of a large stray field.

I picked Mackenzie up, covering her face with my sweater, trying to prevent the sand and gravel flying around from getting in her eyes.

I squinted and approached the helicopter. A woman, with long brown hair was standing outside holding the door open. She had a scowl on her face, her eyes half closed, probably from the power of the wind.

"Hi Lucy, I'm Agent Chloe O'Brian. I'll be taking you to CTU. Please step into the chopper." she ordered, pulling out her cell phone to make a call.

I only heard her side of the conversation. Most of it consisted of "yes" and "understood," so I had no idea what was going on.

Mackenzie was cuddled into my chest, finally sleeping after all that had happened.

The female agent entered the helicopter last, and we took off.