Disclaimer: I do not own Winx Club or Blindspot.

AN: Alright, so as you probably guessed from reading the disclaimer and summary, this fic is based off Blindspot. Not entirely, there are some creative liberties that I'll take, but any cases and stuff should be based off Blindspot's cases. Title and summary are quotes from Blindspot.

Don't expect much frequent updates - 'Duty' is currently my top priority in this fandom. And yes, another rare pair(!) which I actually got from Kikurukina Bal Des'cage. If you don't like the pairing, I'm sorry, but this is my story and will take the way I think it is. I've quickly just watched the bits with Roxy in it, so if people and things are OC, I'm again sorry. The main story sets roughly eight years in the future.

My timing:

The girls are all one year younger than the Specialists. Thoren, Nex and Daphne are about five years older. Roxy is in her first year when the girls are in their senior year, so she's three years younger than them. Helia and Stella are one year older than their respective groups.

"Helia?" Timmy knocked on the door. "Helia? It's time for dinner." He opened the door looked around the empty room. It was neat and orderly, as expected, and looked similar to the other dorms in the building but there was no sign of the dark-haired Specialist. "Helia?" Timmy walked into the room, looking around. He activated his comm. "Hey, guys?"

"What's up, Timmy?" Sky replied.

"Do you guys know where Helia is?"

Sky frowned. "Have you tried his room?"

"I'm in here right now, and there's no sign of him." Timmy looked around one last time in case he had missed something. The window was shut, with no signs of a break in. The orange-haired Specialist's eyes fell upon Helia's cell phone, sitting on the desk. "I found his phone."

Sky looked worried. "Maybe he went to the toilet?"

"It's empty." Timmy announced. "Helia wouldn't go too far off campus without a way of communicating with us. I'll try and see if I can get ahold of him on his comm." Timmy started tapping at buttons. After a few seconds, he frowned. "Nothing." He looked at Sky. "What should we do?"

"We'll wait until curfew." Sky's tone was hesitant. "If he's not back by then, we need to inform the Headmaster."

The Headmaster of Linphea College nodded gravely. "Thank you for notifying me, boys. Go back to your rooms, and I'll take it from here."

"Yes, Headmaster." The boys chorused, before turning to leave, whispering amongst themselves about where their quiet friend could have disappeared off to.

The Headmaster sighed, interlocking his fingers. He glanced at the time – It was several minutes before ten o'clock. He waved his staff, opening a connection. "Saladin, Headmaster of Red Fountain; if you please, Iris."

"Missing?" Saladin asked in alarm. "What do you mean, missing?"

"He hasn't shown up for dinner or for curfew either. He's not in his room. Our cameras and staff have not reported seeing him anywhere. I am launching a full-scale investigation the second dawn arrives, but I thought I would notify you in the meantime."

"Yes. Thank you." Saladin tried to keep his breathing steady. Even though there was no official declaration of what happened to Helia, a cold feeling gripped him. Helia wouldn't just leave for no reason – especially without telling him. He looked up at the line-worn face of the Headmaster of Linphea College. "Thank you for informing me."

"Anytime, Saladin." The Headmaster replied. "I am sorry that this happened on our school grounds."

"No matter." Saladin tried for a smile. "Helia is a capable boy. He'll be able to handle himself."

"Missing?!" Bloom asked Sky, eyes wide.

"Yes." Sky sighed heavily, looking downcast. "No one's seen him since yesterday. Saladin's been notified and they're launching a full-scale investigation, but nothing's come up yet."

"Oh, Flora's going to be so upset." Bloom said. She sighed, thinking about her gentle-hearted friend, separated from her now by just a thin wall.

"Who knows? Maybe they'll find something." Sky smiled reassuringly. "We can only hope, after all."

"Um, guys?" Flora asked anxiously. The group had just come back from Fearwood Forest in Canada, and the boys were getting ready to head back to Linphea College.

The Specialists and Paladins stopped, turning around to face the fairy. Sky smiled. "What is it, Flora?"

"Have…have you guys found anything to do with Helia's disappearance?"

The smiles quickly faded, replaced by downcast looks and sighs. It had been several weeks since Helia's disappearance, but there had been no progress. If Helia had disappeared, he had done a damn good job. IF someone had kidnapped him, they had done a damn good job.

Sky placed a hand on Flora's shoulder, shaking his head dejectedly. "Nothing. No signs of a struggle, no ransom demands, no nothing. Don't worry. Saladin's got the best detectives in Magix looking into this."

"Finally, we can relax!" Stella announced, leaning back. "Fighting against Acheron and the Legendarium is no joke!"

"Yeah." Bloom laughed, sitting next to her. Her expression turned serious. "We've got no time to lose. Now that we're finally free, we should help in the search for Helia."

"That's not right." Timmy muttered to himself, scanning through the files that he had been asked to search. After talking with Saladin and getting the proper authorization, he had eventually managed to access the files, only to meet up with an intimidating firewall. After spending hours on it, he could finally open it.

"What's not right?" Tecna asked, looking over his shoulder.

Timmy looked at the assembled crew. "Helia's records are gone. Nothing. It's like he didn't even exist. No birth certificate, medical records, school records…nothing."

28th April 2021.

The date weighed heavily in Saladin's mind. Eight years. Eight years since Helia first disappeared, and no clue as to where he had gone or who could have captured him.

Despite being a high-ranking wizard, Saladin had been unable to keep the Magix and Linphea Police Department on the case, the investigation halting entirely two years into the investigation and becoming a cold case. Helia became nothing more than a statistic in their eyes, one of the hundreds who had vanished without a trace.

Saladin had spoken publicly on behalf of Linphea College, assuring parents dimension-wide that he still had faith in Linphea College's security. Although the subject of several lawsuits, Linphea College remained opened and high-ranking amongst other universities.

The Paladins and Specialists had graduated in 2017, with the Winx following closely in 2018. They had continued to search for Helia despite warnings that Helia might just never be found. Flora had been absolutely devastated, and had taken several years to attempt to get over Helia. While she had slowly started to date other people, it was clear that her heart wasn't completely in it.

Saladin sighed, head snapping up suddenly upon hearing footsteps pound towards his office. His grip on his staff tightened – who knew what was on the other side? It was past midnight, and no one was up at this time of night.

Codatorta came bursting into the office, eyes wide and skin pale. He was panting heavily, and it was clear that he had sprinted from wherever he had come from. A large brown folder was tucked securely under his arm.

"Codatorta?" Saladin asked in concern.

"They'vefoundhim." Codatorta mumbled, barely audible over his panting.

Saladin frowned. "Sorry?"

Codatorta straightened. "They've found him. They've found Helia."