NOTE: Yay! Episode 2! SOOOO excited for you to read this one! We re-introduce some old friends in this one, and so it was really fun to write! Enjoy, and there are a lot of opportunities for trivia questions, so the more you answer, the more story you get!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sue Thomas FBeye or any of its characters, so if you recognize a person from this program or any other (I might put in a cameo here and there), know that I do not own them at all. All scenarios and people that you do not recognize, I own that, though they might be inspired from something else, but in no way is it copying them. If I am missing something in this copyright notice, please let me know!

NOTE: I can't seem to find a list of the team's SAM numbers. If someone knows of a comprehensive list, it would be greatly appreciated!

KEY: Italics are a memory, and all caps is ASL. Sorry, some of my ASL grammar is bad. I only know a little ASL, so if anyone knows how to properly say any sentences I write in ASL, please let me know, and I will change it to be how it should be! (There is a lot more ASL in this story than last story!)

NOTE TO Guest: That conversation coming soon… :)

NOTE TO Evierose: I don't use Facebook, but if by the end of this story I don't get any productive responses, I will create an account specifically to blast everyone with messages! Which social do you think they would look at and respond easier? Facebook or Twitter?

NOTE: I am still taking guesses about Amy!

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Madeline angrily stuffed the last suitcase into her trunk, then got in the driver's seat. She mentally checked off her to-do list-seat, rearview mirrors, sunglasses, phone, suitcases, hearing aids. She was ready. She turned on the radio, and blasted the music loud. So loud, she was sure she was going to damage her hearing further. She didn't care.

She drove off the driveway, and just kept on driving. Past cornfields and skyscrapers. On Highways and side roads. She kept on driving until her gas tank desperately read E. When she noticed this, she looked around, and saw a gas station coming up, Charlie's Garage. She quickly pulled in, and pulled up to a pump.

When she finished filling up, she walked into the office to pay, but no one was there.

"Hello?" Madeline looked around, then heard a loud noise coming from the repair center. She walked towards the sound. When she got there, she saw a man, head buried under a car.

"Hi." She said. No response. She walked closer.

"Hello?"

Just as she was getting on top of him, he pulled away from the car. That scared Madeline and she jumped back and screamed, and just the same, it scared the man to see there was somebody there.

"Ohmygosh, I am sooo sorry." Madeline replied once she got her breath from screaming. "I was looking for someone, and you're the only person I saw."

The man looked at her, still a little confused.

"SORRY ME DEAF, ME SIGN." the man signed, knowing the girl probably had no idea what he just said.

"Really? Me too!" she said and signed back.

The man raised his eyebrows and looked surprised. He paused and looked at her for a few seconds.

"SORRY, ME DON'T KNOW MANY PEOPLE WHO SIGN. MY NAME T-R-O-Y" He signed, then gave her his namesign.

"HI. MY NAME M-A-D-E-L-I-N-E. YOU CALL ME M-A-D-D-Y" She signed back, then gave him her namesign as well. "ME BUY GAS ME PLEASE PAY YOU"

"OK GO TO" He pointed to the cash register after he signed, and started walking towards it with her. Once there, he walked behind the counter, where the cash register was.

Just as Maddy was handing some cash to Troy, a man with a gun came up from behind the door that was behind the counter, where the office was located.

"Don't move a muscle." The man said behind Troy.

Troy saw Maddy's face change to horror, so he stopped, watching her for cues.

"Give me your cash, and the keys to that pretty little car out front." The intruder said to Troy.

"He's deaf, he can't hear you." Maddy said quietly.

"What?!" he yelled. The intruder shifted his stance a bit nervously.

Maddy replied louder. "He's deaf, so he can't hear you!"

When she noticed Maddy yelling, Troy slightly turned, seeing the gun and a portion of the man in his peripheral vision.

The intruder looked at her, half-believing what she said, and shifted his position nervously. "Alright, you do it."

"O-ok." She said reluctantly. She looked at Troy. He said in tiny movements "DO WHAT HE SAY. ME CALL HELP."

Maddy then noticed that Troy was leaning up against the counter, phone next to him, and typing something into it discreetly. Not to divert attention to him, she quickly looked away, and did what the intruder said. She went behind the counter where Troy was, grabbed the cash in the open cash register and gave him all the money in the cash register. She was so nervous, she dropped a few dollars. The intruder looked a bit annoyed, but didn't bother to pick up the lost cash. When she came back around the counter, she fumbled with her purse to get the keys to her newly-gassed up pretty little green Bug.

"Hurry up!" the man said, jabbing the gun in her face.

"I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying." She mumbled.

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"Hey Tara, how's that list on Carl's contacts coming?" Jack said as he came into the bullpen.

"Just printing it out. Turns out he know a lot of people we are familiar with." She said, then handed him the list.

Jack perused the names. "Mhm, so we could easily get a calling card from one of his 'friends'." Tara nodded in agreement.

Just then, his phone rang. He grabbed it out of his pocket.

"Hudson." No answer. "Hello?" He heard some soft noises in the background, but couldn't discern what it was. He looked at the Caller ID. Once seeing the caller, he said to himself, "I need to call Sue."