This story is basically a sequel to Two Years Overdue; however, you can start from this one, it probably will make more sense to read TYO, but, I think this one can stand on it's own...I'm trying to allow it to anyway...

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She suddenly heard honking behind her. She didn't realize how deserted and long this street would be. But, according to the map she had purchased at a store not too far from the hotel, it was the quickest way on foot.

Yeah, maybe the quickest way to get kidnapped… she thought.

Belatedly, she turned around after the fifth honk.

It didn't take too long for the taxi to pull up beside her.

"Hi, ma'am, do you need a ride?"

The guy behind the wheel looked like he should've been the CEO of some big company, and not a cabby driver. He was Caucasian, had tousled brown hair, probably from the windows being down, glasses with thick black frames, a sky-blue button-down shirt, black slacks, and she swore, if he would've smiled, he would have dimples.

Erin smiled leaning down to see into the passenger window, "No, thank you, I just need to clear my head. I'll be home shortly."

"Now, I know you're lying, ma'am because there isn't civilization for another ten miles."

"What?" Erin snapped her head back down to look into the window.

The guy smiled and nodded.

Erin leaned up, and sighed. This had horror movie written all over it, and to top it all off, with all the crap she was going through? Could she really afford to risk this?

Then again, civilization wasn't for at least another ten miles.

She decided to test him a little further. "That's not what I remember. I've been out of town for a little while, but it couldn't have changed that much."

She left out the part where she didn't remember anything because she was pretty well passed out when Voight had brought her and Jay to their hotel to hide out from a gang out to get them.

The guy shrugged, "Suit yourself." And he started to speed up the cab.

Erin took a deep breath. She decided she wouldn't regret sending away her only form of life from the last two-hours-and-forty-five minutes she had been walking.

This map was all screwed up, there was no way it took/would have taken Voight this long to get to them. She knew her father figure.

Suddenly, she saw the cab speed up wildly, and not to far up the road, he jerked hard to the left…making an illegal u-turn.

"Damnit." Erin muttered under her breath. With no gun, and no other form of weapon, she used the last system of defense she had. She ran into the woods beside her.

At least this wasn't the desert.

Crashing through trees and bushes, with her heart pumping blood and pure adrenaline, she decided then that she wouldn't stop for anything.

In the distance, she heard him screaming something.

At least she was outrunning him.

She really wished she could make out what he was saying, though.

She turned left, in the event that she would run into a cliff of some sort.

Her pace didn't slow, though.

She now not only wished she had brought the cell phone with her…

But she also wished she had Jay with her.

Two against one…not many people can beat those odds.

And she wouldn't be running through woods.

And, even better, they're with the Chicago P.D.

Instead of regretting past choices, and dwelling on them, she decided to look on the bright side.

At least she didn't get into the cab.

At least she somewhat knew where she was going.

And at least it was daylight.

Because doing this at night definitely would have had horror story written all over it.

CPDCPDCPD

He had started out walking, then he started jogging…and not long after that, it was full blown sprinting. He had no idea where she may have stopped, or if she had at all.

He had no idea where she was.

And it was killing him.

Somewhere along the way, he stopped to grab something to drink. It wasn't as though he wanted to, though; it was more of a need.

And while he was in the store, he was suddenly and painfully shocked at the 'breaking alert' that came up on the small television the cashier had on.

Breaking news, an AMBER alert has been put out on this woman. Her name is being withheld, but if you have seen her, you are urged to report it to either your local police, or to please call nine-one-one. Again, an AMBER alert has been put out in search of this woman, whose picture is shown. If you have seen her, please contact local authorities or call nine-one-one.

Jay's mouth gaped at the picture shown.

It was Erin.

Who the hell's idea was that?

"Hey, boss! Boss!" the cashier was suddenly going crazy.

"What Jamie? What?" The manager came walking out from a back room.

"I've seen that woman."

I've seen that woman.

I've seen that woman…

"Where?!" Jay pounced, as soon as the words registered.

"Um…here…she was here."

"Hold on a second, who are you?" The manager questioned, pointing at Jay.

Jay grabbed his badge off his belt, "Detective Jay Halstead, Chicago P.D. I'm looking for her; can you please tell me what she was doing here?"

"She bought a map and a bottle of water…"

"Okay, which map did she buy?"

"That one." The cashier pointed over the counter at a rack straight across from it. Jay grabbed one of the closest maps and turned around, "This one?"

The cashier nodded.

"Did she ask for any directions?"

"Yeah, but she wanted to know how to get to Chicago…the quickest way. I didn't know. I've never been to Chicago, so I pointed her to the maps, and she picked out that one."

Jay smiled. "She didn't happen to open any pages while she was in here, did she?"

"If she did, it's on video." The manager piped up. "Come on, we can take a look at it."

Bells, whistles, angels, you name it; it was going off in Halstead's head. He couldn't believe his luck.

Since it was a small store, they had reached the manager's office pretty quickly.

"Have you been in here all day?" Halstead asked.

"Yeah," the manager took her eyes off the screen, and glared at Halstead, "but before you go accusing me of not paying attention, I was filling out paperwork…"

"That wasn't where I was going. I was just asking."

"Mhm…"

"Hey, you're helping me. Now is hardly a time to be telling you that you suck at your job."

She shot him a look.

"Not that you do…or anything…"

When she turned back to the tape, she said, "Got her. Here, let me zoom in…"

"Wow. You have a pretty sophisticated security system for this store's size." Halstead commented.

"Yeah, well it's a mom-and-pop store, handed down from generations. Store's like this have to have good security…otherwise what's the point of being in business? You'll get robbed blind on a daily basis…possibly even hourly…"

"Point taken."

"Your girl opened to page 30 before closing the book."

Jay quickly turned to that page; and was slightly shocked at what he had found.

"Hey, can you zoom in on that page for me, please?" He squinted so he could see the page on the screen.

The page in Erin's hand, and the page in Jay's hand had the same page number, but they were different.

Once again, thank you for reading!

And please don't forget to check out the video I made for Linstead. :) Copy and Paste the link, it won't work by clicking on it.

watch?v=f0DPs1jbybY

Hope to see you in chapter 2!

P.S. I absolutely CAN'T WAIT for September 24th!