DISCLAIMER: Not mine. I can wish though.

SUMMARY: When Gage's sister goes missing from the airport, can he and Sydney get past their unresolved issues in order to work together to find her and get her back?

A/N: This is my first attempt at a Walker fanfic. Please don't flame if I get the characters a little off.

"Jessie, is everything set up? Francis will meet your plane?"

"Of course, Sharon. I talked to him just last night." Jessica Gage was lying. She hadn't talked to her older brother in months. He didn't know she was coming to Dallas. No one there knew. She missed her older brother and wanted to spend a little time with him.

"Okay. You know why I'm so protective of you?"

"Sharon, I'm blind, not helpless. If he doesn't happen to be there, I do have his phone number to call and remind him. But he promised to be there and I tend to take him at his word."

"I know, honey. But you've never been to Dallas. I'm just scared that you'll get lost in such a big city."

Jessie stood up to go up to her room. "I know. Just trust me. After all Frank won't let me down. He never has."

"See you in the morning then."

"See you then." Jessie went up to her room where she lay down, unable to sleep. She was so excited that Sharon was letting her go. Sharon hadn't let her really go much of anywhere without her in about four years. That was one reason why she was lying about Frank picking her up at the airport. It was her way of proving that she was able to take care of herself. Not hearing from Frank for more than six months was another reason to go.

Francis Gage was sitting at his desk working on the endless mountain of paperwork that he had sitting in front of him. It seemed like the reports never ended.

"Gage, ready for lunch?" Sydney asked as she walked up to the desk.

He looked up at the woman who was his partner, the woman he wanted so much more from. "Sure. CD's?"

"Why not?" Syd loved the food at the former Ranger's bar. Gage stood up and grabbed the jacket off the back of his chair, following his petite partner as they left the office, not realizing how much things would change in the next few hours.

Jessie had gotten off the plane okay and was waiting out in front of the airport for the cab to pick her up. What she didn't know is that someone had been watching her since she stepped off the plane and had decided that she would make a fine addition to the girls he was shipping out in a week to an Arab sheik.

A white van pulled up in front of her and the driver got out. "Miss Gage?"

"Yes."

"I'm your taxi driver. I'm here to take you to your destination." He gently took her elbow so as not to frighten her into making a scene. She didn't like that though.

"Let go. I can get myself into a cab."

"I'm just trying to help you, miss."

"I understand that. I'm blind not helpless. I'm more than capable of getting into a vehicle by myself."

He let her go before she could cause a scene but he didn't realize that a taxi driver who had been sent to pick up a blind woman was nearby. "Excuse me. I was sent to pick this woman up. Who are you?" he asked as he approached the young woman.

"Back off, buddy." The man grabbed Jessie's arm firmly and pulled a gun, shooting the driver.

"What's going on?" Jessie asked. "Who just got shot?" She was no stranger to gunfire. After all, her brother was a Texas Ranger and her foster father and brothers went hunting every year.

"You're coming with me. I'll make a fortune off of you." The man pulled and pushed until he had Jessie in the van. He drove off, not knowing that the driver wasn't dead and that the Rangers had been called over the whole situation.

Sitting at CD's, Gage and Syd were enjoying a peaceful lunch until Gage's cell phone rang. "Gage." He listened intently for a moment and then hung up and turned to Syd. "Apparently, a young woman was just abducted from the airport. We need to go."

"We'll see you later, CD," Syd called out as the two of them ran out to get in the car.

Driving down the street toward the airport, Gage's phone rang again. He answered it.

"Francis, this is Sharon. I was just calling to see if Jessie had gotten in okay."

"What do you mean, Sharon?"

"She didn't call to tell you that she was flying in today?"

"No. I had no idea that she was coming in. Maybe she just hadn't called me yet."

"Francis, I have a feeling that something's terribly wrong. As soon as you hear from her, please call me. I don't know what's going on." Sharon had a sudden dark feeling flooding through her. Jessie might not be her actual daughter but she loved her just the same. And she worried about the young woman.

"I will, Sharon. I promise. I have to go for now. I'll call as soon as I hear something." With that, Gage hung up the phone and swore, slamming his hand down on the wheel.

"What's wrong, Gage?"

"Apparently, my little sister, Jessie, told her foster mother that I was aware that she was flying into Dallas today. And suddenly, I'm getting a bad feeling about all this.