This is my latest "Without a Trace" fanfiction. Sadly to say, I don't own any of the characters. Some M/S pairing.


Sara Amster woke up to find her head throbbing and herself in what felt like a car trunk. "Oh, this can't be a good thing," she said to herself, as she felt around the trunk for the safety latch that would open the trunk, but couldn't find one. "Definitely not good." The last thing that Sara remembered was coming out of the bookstore and being grabbed by these huge guys. She had started to fight them only to get hit in the back of the head. "Dad's gonna kill me."

FBI: Missing Person's Head Quarters: Bull Pen

Agent Martin Fitzgerald looked up as Agent Sam Spade and Agent Danny Taylor came up to his side in the bull pen. "Okay, what do we got?" Danny asked, as he took a set next to Martin, and watched as Agent Jack Malone and Vivian Johnson came up to them.

Vivian placed a picture of a late teen white girl, with long brown hair and green eyes. "Her name is Sara Amster and she's been missing for 13 hours."

"Who is she?" Sam asked, as she looked at the picture. "She looks like someone we outta know."

"I know her," Danny said, as he looked at the picture for the second time. "That's Sara Amster."

"Really," Martin teased, as he put his arm around his shoulders. "And where were you a minute ago when Viv told us that?"

"I was here, but I remember what she had done."

"And that is what?"

"Her father set up Guardian Angel."

"Right, the place that works with people who want to help others."

"Why would someone kidnap her?" Sam asked, as she turned to face them. "Her father isn't very rich."

"She knows something that is very important," a voice called out, and they looked over to see Jeffery Amster. "She knows codes to bank accounts."

"That would be a good motive," Danny said, as they turned to look at the picture. "Let's just hope that she's not given them yet."

"Because if she did," Sam started. "She would be dead by now."

"Oh, god." Jeffery than sank down into a chair. "Why did I make her remember those codes?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Amster," Jack said, as he place a hand on his shoulder. "We're going to get her back."

"Jesse said that you guys were the best."

Martin and Sam smiled, as they looked up. Guardian Angel had been started by Mr. Amster four months ago, and Jesse had first volunteered there then got a job working there right after she graduated from high school. "That's Jesse for you."

The phone rang and Danny answered it. "Okay, we got a ransom for her," he said to the others as he jotted down the info on a pad of paper. "They want a quarter of million for her."

"I don't have that much money," Jeffery said as he got to his feet. "I won't be able to get that much money." Mr. Amster got to his feet and began to pace.

"Easy, Mr. Amster," Vivian said, as she put a hand on his arm. "We don't need you panicking right now. Give us time to talk to the people who last saw your daughter and we're going to find her."

"Okay." He then returned to his chair and stared at the picture of his daughter, with tears in his eyes.

"Danny, you and I are going to check out Guardian Angel," Jack began, as they looked at him. "Martin, you and Sam go check out her apartment and talk to her roommate. Viv, you stay here with Mr. Amster and get some more information from him."

"Sounds good for us," Danny and Martin said, as they headed to get their coats. "Good luck."

"Thanks," Sam said, as she and Martin took off to talk to Sara's roommate while Danny and Jack headed for Guardian Angel to talk to whoever they could about Sara. The exited the building to find it snowing. "This should be fun."

"Yeah, great fun," Martin said, as they headed off for Sara's apartment.

Sara was blinded the moment the masked men opened the trunk door. They gagged her before she could scream. "Be nice and we won't kill you yet," the man sneered at her, as he yanked her away from the car. "We're going to have such a nice time with you."

"I bet," she said into the gag and received a blow to the face. "Sorry." She then was blindfolded. 'This isn't my day,' she thought, as the tears started to run down the side of her face.

Martin and Sam reached Sara's apartment in record time and knocked on the door. "Wonder how long the roommates been here," Martin asked, as they looked around the clean hallway.

The door slid open a crack to reveal a beaten face of a girl. "Can I help you?" she asked with fear in her voice.

"Yes, I'm Agent Sam Spade and this is Agent Fitzgerald," Sam said, as they showed their badges. "We're looking for Sara Amster's roommate."

"Freddy's gone," the girl said, as she looked at them with fear in her eyes. "And I haven't seen Sara in a couple of hours."

"We know. She's missing. Can we come in?'

"I guess so." She close the door for a second to remove the chain and opened the door to reveal a very neat apartment. "Come on in. I'm Carri."

"Nice to meet you, Carri," Martin said, as he looked around for any signs of a struggle and found none. "What happened to your face?"

"I went a few rounds with Freddy," she said, as she ran a hand through her hair. "He tried to attack me and I used the moves a friend of Sara taught me. I hurt him and he went away." She then looked at the agents. "Is Sara going to be okay?"

"We're going to find her."

"I hope you do. There aren't very many people out there like Sara. She's my Guardian Angel."

"We'll do our best." Just then the front door busted open to reveal a six foot two hundred and some pounds man with a broken nose. "Can we help you?'

"I'm here to hurt her," the man said, as he lunged for Carri, only to have Martin stop him. "Who are you people?"

"We're F.B.I. Agents," Martin began, as he took a tight hold of the man's wrists behind his back. "We take it that you're Freddy."

TBC