A/N This is a rewrite based on the same premise as my earlier story Jeopardy, which has been delighted. This takes place somewhere around late season two/early season three of the series. It is a crossover with the Hardy Boys. Charlie and Don are cousins to Frank and Joe. Their mother is the sister of Frank and Joe's father and Aunt Gertrude. For this story Charlie and Don retain their normal ages, but Frank and Joe are aged twenty-four and twenty-three respectivley.

I am going to try to update this approximately once per week. The first five chapters are completed so far.

Thanks to all reviewers (in advance)!!!

Disclaimer: I own none of the chracters described herein.

"Come on, Charlie; be reasonable for once in your life." Don pleaded with his younger brother. He loathed dealing with Charlie when he got it into his head to be difficult, which he had seemingly decided to do in this case.

"I'm not being difficult; I think you're making to big a deal out of this."

"Normally, I'd be inclined with you on this, but something just feels off to me." Don explained, frowning at the mathematician.

"Don, just because a couple of smart individuals have gone missing is no reason to assume that I am going to be a target. First of all, you don't even know if these cases are connected, one occurred in Minnesota, one in Illinois, one in New Hampshire, another was in Montana, and now you're saying someone just went missing right here in L.A.. It's hardly enough to start freaking out over." Charlie said in his usual analytical matter.

"Charlie, these people were more than just 'smart,' every single one of them had either a genius IQ or was considered a prodigy in some field. The first woman to go missing in Minnesota was an artistic prodigy she had work published in galleries internationally by the time she was seven, the second to go missing was a man who is considered a linguistic prodigy he was fluent in ten different languages by the age of eleven, the third was also a man, a chess prodigy, the forth was a woman and a technological prodigy, she's been writing computer code since she was six, and this fifth case involves a woman who was a musical prodigy. Don paused for a few moments to allow this information to sink in. "Do you still think these are coincidences?"

"I'd have to examine the data to be sure, there are factors to consider such as how close together the abductions occurred, and so on."

"The bureau thinks they're connected." Don said flatly. "Wright put my team on the case, and called in Megan to start pulling together a psych profile assuming that the cases are connected. We're still examining all angles of course, but the cases are beginning to look more and more connected." He considered his brother's features and fought back a scowl as he noticed the stubborn look that Charlie usually got when he was going to do whatever he wanted in spite of what Don told him to.

"Even if they are it doesn't mean that they're going to come after me." Charlie retorted crossing his arms across his chest and staring his brother down. Don knew from prior experience that the best way to get through to his brother was to present him with the most data possible in order to convince him from a logical standpoint.

"Megan thinks whoever's doing this might be a collector. If you haven't noticed he's kidnapped a different type of genius each time. Also, in case you weren't listening when I recited that list for you, a mathematical prodigy has yet to go missing, which means…"

"Don't even go there, Don." Charlie said with a frown. "Look, I really have to be getting back to Cal Sci, I have papers to grade, and I promised my students I'd have their exams done for tomorrow, so if that's all…"

"Charlie…"

"I'll see you later, Don." Charlie said getting up from his seat in the conference room that he and Don had been talking in at the L.A. FBI office. "And, for the love of God tell me that you haven't been worrying Uncle Fenton over this…?" He added as he paused just in front of the door. "You haven't have you?" He demanded when no answer was forthcoming. "You have." He accused.

"I wouldn't call it worried, precisely." Don weaseled.

"What did you do, Don? Frank's not going to appreciate this you know." Charlie demanded. He was close to his Bayport cousins despite seldom seeing them in the past few years (although, they had gone to New York for Frank's wedding earlier this year). Frank and he kept up a weekly intercourse with each other as they were what you could call kindred spirits both dealing with high expectations of success due to their status as geniuses.

"Well, no literary prodigies have gone missing either…and Frank is already extraordinarily prone to being kidnapped as it is." Don exclaimed justifying his actions. It was a standing joke within the family that Don could fill up his whole caseload just searching for Frank and Joe after they got kidnapped due to their involvement on a case.

Their cousin Frank Hardy began reading full length books at the age of three, and had an extraordinary memory, he could recall everything he had ever read and had extraordinary research capabilities. He had only skipped one grade, however, as his parents elected to just hire tutors for him to supplement his education, and since he was only slightly above average in his other subjects his teachers simply allowed him to have English and History with the students several grades above him, by the time he entered second grade he was studying with the seven graders. Once Frank was a freshman in high school he began taking some of his classes at the local community college while he took science and math at his high school. He and Charlie used to joke that if they combined their abilities they'd be able to take over the world. Frank was now twenty-four and possessed two PhD's one in Literature, and the second in Law. He and his younger brother Joe worked for his father's private investigative agency.

"Yes, but what exactly did you say to Uncle Fenton?" Charlie demanded.

"I just told him about the disappearances, and it turned out he already knows about them, he's been hired as a consultant by the New Hampshire FBI offices." Don replied. "So, really I didn't do anything."

"Am I to assume that you didn't inform Joe of these happenings either?" Charlie asked knowingly. Hardy and Sons Detective Agency had become an enormous operation over the past several years, it now employed twenty or so detectives and as a result Fenton, who usually worked with Sam Radley, often researched cases of which his sons were uninformed. Joe and Frank were enormously protective of each other; (similar to Charlie and Don's relationship) as a result Charlie was sure that any hint of a threat to Frank would cause Joe to behave, well, in a manner very similar to Don's current one.

"I may have ah, informed Joe of the disappearances, but any conclusions he drew were entirely his own." Don hedged.

"I am an adult, Don, in case you didn't realize, as is Frank. We're both perfectly capable of making decisions for ourselves in case you weren't aware." Charlie exclaimed before storming out the door slamming the door to the room shut behind him. Don exited the conference room a couple of moments after him just in time to see the elevator doors shut on his brother. He noticed his team staring at him, and he promptly glared at them until they all quickly looked down at their paperwork pretending as though they hadn't been spying on him moments before.

Some days it really sucked being an older brother.

A/N Review. For all my Hardy Boys fans, the next chapter will feature Frank and Joe, so don't worry. ;)