Sixteen year old Jamie Reagan slammed his French textbook shut tossing it off his bed. "I'm so done with this!" He muttered, running a hand through his hair in irritation. Jamie was home alone the rest of his family were tending to their jobs. Jamie looked at his watch, it was 6:30 Joe would be over at 7:00 hang out with his little brother but Jamie knew Joe was checking in on him. 'Sixteen and my brother still needs to check in on me.' Jamie thought in disbelief. They see him more as six than sixteen. Jamie felt his stomach rumble, he got out of his bed and made his way down stairs, He shuffled to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich and procrastinate some more. Jamie peered into the fridge. Nothing much to eat in there. A bit of leftover Turkey, some swiss cheese and of course the macaroni salad for Sunday dinner. Obviously Danny's eaten most of the food.

*Knock Knock*

Jamie closed the refrigerator door, looking back at his watch he seen it was only 6:38, it was way too early for it to be Joe. This time the doorbell rang, Jamie grabbed The closest thing to him which was a butter knife on the counter and began approaching the front door. He looked through window in scene two men in suits, One holding up an NYPD badge. He sighed relieve placing his butter knife down on the table and opening the front door.

"Jamison Reagan?"

"Uh yeah?" Jamie answered.

"My name is Detective Dalton and this is Detective Dern" he showed his shield "We work with your father and we were given instructions to pick you up and take you to the hospital." The man explained.

"Uh what for?" Jamie looked nervous.

"There's been an accident involving your father-"

"What! is he okay? and why aren't my brothers getting me?" A 1000 questions flooded through Jamie's mind.

"Your mother, sister and brothers are already there waiting for you. It's bad Jamison, we have no time to waste." Jamie gulped nodded his head.

"Okay let me get my shoes."

Walking into his office Frank sat down, re-positioning his glasses, opening up the file. He sat there for a while reading, then there was a knock at his door, looking up.

"Captain." Frank removed his glasses.

"We're off what are you doing?" Chris questioned. Frank looked at the time, Frank was suppose to go out with drinks with his co-workers. Frank let out a sigh.

"I'm going to have to miss this one."

"Everything alright?" The Captain asked.

"Everything is fine." Frank smiled. The Captain smile back closing the door behind him.

Jamie watched as the 2nd medical center went by. Jamie began to get worried. "Hey uhh guys what hospital are we going to again?" Jamie asked without a response, he looked out the window again, they were leaving Brooklyn going into Queens. "You guys can-"

"Shut it kid." The driver interrupted Jamie.

"What is this? I thought you were taking me to go see my dad!" Jamie yelled.

"Oh that." The man laughed, causing Jamie's skin to crawl. "Did we say that?" The three men laughed. "Well we lied. We're not taking you to the hospital." Jamie moved slowly closer to the door.

"Then where are we going." Jamie's voice cracked.

"That's a surprise." The driver said to Jamie. Jamie lunges at the door trying to open it with the handle, he failed when he noticed it was on child lock.

"I assumed you'd do something like that." The man sitting beside Jamie grabbed him, Jamie began to try to squirm out of his grip. "Tie his hands and gag him. He seems like a screamer." The driver directed his accomplice in the backseat.

"You won't get away with this! My entire family is NYPD and my brothers will kick all of your asses!" Jamie said still trying to break free from the man's grip. The man in the front seat became very annoyed with Jamie, he turned around and pointed his gun directly to Jamie's abdomen.

"Shut the hell up kid and stay still." The man threatened, Jamie instantly followed the man's orders, Jamie has never had a gun pointed at him in a threatening way and he was terrified. The man in the backseat continue to gag and tie up Jamie. "Take the next exit." The passenger instructed the driver.

Joe pulled up to his childhood home, he got out of his car it made his way to the front door, seeing the front door was cracked open, he immediately knew something was wrong he and his siblings were taught to never leave the front door unlocked or opened growing up, Joe pulled out his off-duty weapon and enter the house. "Jamie!" Joe yelled, still scanning the home. "J!" Joe eventually went through every room in the house, no sign of Jamie, he ran down the stairs into the kitchen to grab the phone. He seen Turkey and Swiss cheese left on the counter. He began to dial his mother's number when he heard footsteps behind him, he whipped around, gun in hand.

"Danny?" Joe still had his gun pointed to Danny's chest.

"Woah, woah?" Danny had his hands up. "Put the gun down!" Joe put it on the countertop. "What's the hell is a matter with you?" Danny sounded angry.

"Jamie is gone and I'm calling Ma to see if she knows where he is." Joe turned back to dialing the number.

"Hold on what do you mean 'gone'?" Danny questioned.

"When i came home, the front door was cracked open." Joe began.

"Okay?"

"What do you mean 'okay'?"

"Maybe he's at Liam's and forgot to close it all the way." Danny suggested. "Did you try asking Parker or Liam?"

"No." Joe felt embarrassed.

"No? Joe you're overreacting." Danny walked towards him talking the phone from his hand."

"You know how many time Dad pressed us as kids to always shut and lock the doors, especially at night."

"Jamie is a stupid kid, he probably forgot to shut it on his way out." Joe stood there thinking for a second. "Know what.. if it bothers you so much, we'll head over there to see? Capeesh?." Danny suggested.

"Yeah, yeah let's do that. Joe stood up, grabbing his off-duty weapon and holstering it. Danny stepped out of the way to let Joe lead the way, he seen the unsettling worried look on his brother's face, Danny prayed he was right and Jamie was at Liam's.

The two brothers walked four houses down the street to Liam's. Jamie and Liam have been friends since kindergarten, The two were inseparable, if Jamie wasn't at home he was at his second home, known as Liam's house. Joe rang the doorbell twice, after a few moments the door opened to a Teen with bright blue eyes and brown hair, about the same height and build as Jamie.

"Uhh hey guys." Liam sounded nervous. He was fine around Joe but Danny has always intimidated Liam.

"Is Jamie here?" Joe asked.

"No he isn't, i haven't seen Jamie since yesterday."

"Told you." Joe looked at his brother.

"Why has something happened?" Liam nervously asked.

"We just don't know where Jamie is. Could he be at Parker's?"

"No, Parker's in Jersey for his cousins graduation." Liam replied. Danny put his hands on his waist now feeling the same unsettling feeling as brother.

"Just if you see him, give us a call

Please?" Liam nodded closing the door.

"Make the call." Danny walked off.

Frank still sat at his desk reading a file there's something inside of it that he just couldn't let it go and it haunted him. It was getting late, it was 7:47. Freaking out about the time he began to pack up his things and head out of his office but before he could leave, his phone began to ring. Reading caller ID he noticed it was his wife.

"Mary, I'm heading home now." He greeted with a smirk on his face.

Mary's voice was in clear panic, Frank smirk quickly disappeared.

"Ok. Calm down Mary, is it possible that he's over Liam's or one of his friends?"

Mary explain exactly what Joe and Danny had told her. Frank heard two beeps coming from his phone as his wife spoke. He looked down at the screen and it was a number he didn't recognize. "I'm getting a call, this could be him. Just relax Honey, Okay? I love you." Frank switched over to the other caller.

"Lieutenant Reagan." Frank answer immediately.

"Hello Lieutenant, I have something of yours, or should i say someone..." The voice on the other end was cold.

"Who the hell is this and where is my boy." Frank balled his fist.

"Oh Jamison?" The man laughed. "He's a bit tied up right now." The man taunted.

"I swear to god if you hurt him-" Frank roared.

"You are in no position to be making threats Lieutenant. What happens to Jamison is entirely up to you-"

"How do i even know if you have him? I want proof, proof of life! I want to speak with my son."

"Like I said, you are in no position to be calling the shots. Go home and await further instruction and Lieutenant... if you turn left instead of right, you stop anywhere other than your home, you try to call your NYPD buddies, then your son dies. You got that?" Frank closed his eyes, bowing his head listening to the man's words."I will be calling with instructions." The line went dead. Frank's knees buckled sending him into his chair.

TBC

Sloppy start but i'll be sure to explain everything throughout the chapters. Please review/follow!