In their suite where Sam had been trying to remember what had made her decide she was capable of watching two small children, someone rang the door bell.
She plopped Ellie into the play pen and glanced over to where Andrew sat in footy pajama's with his train set before wandering towards the door.
She looked through the peephole and scrunched her eyes up at the bell hop out side the door before pulling it open.
"I didn't order anything." She rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"I'm looking for the Hoyts?" He said glancing down at the order in front of him.
"They're not here. I'm babysitting." She muttered absently before she felt a rush of cold shoot through her body.
The Hoyts.
She made a move to close the door but he was already too far in to the room. He knocked her unconscious before she could even scream.
The Reason
Woody leaned forward and poured more wine into his wife's glass watching her eyes.
"Are you trying to get me drunk?" Jordan laughed and he snorted.
"Takes more than this to get you drunk." He mumbled.
"What were we talking about?"
"Our Wedding."
"Our Wedding or John and Amy's wedding?"
"Ours."
"Too bad John and Amy's was much more fun. Atleast it looks that way in the pictures."
"Yes total strangers dancing around in formal wear has always been-."
Woody's pager went off then, it's loud shrill piercing through the loud restaurant.
"Damn it if this is another code violation.." His voice trailed off as he starred at the screen.
"What?" Jordan leaned forward.
"It's a 911 from Danny."
"And?"
"The call location is our apartment." Woody was already to his feet and half way to the door before Jordan caught up with him.
"Maybe it's nothing." She squeaked as she begin pacing the elevator.
"It was a 911.. You know Danny doesn't use.." Woody rubbed his hand across his face.
"I know." Jordan snapped.
"Come on come on." Woody begged the elevator shoving his key in and turning it to Security Control. "The last thing we need is to stop on every damn floor.."
The door opened and Woody rushed out. His security team was standing around in the hall. No one would look at him. He turned around and grabbed Jordan by the arm.
"Stay here."
"What!"
"Stay here." It was his final tone.
"You can wait in here Mrs. Wilson." One of the guards said softly opening the door to Danny's suite. Jordan shot a look at Woody and he nodded letting go of her arm and charging towards their door.
"Where are my children?" He heard Jordan ask as he pushed his way into the room.
Danny met him in the foyer his eyes were red.
"Where are my kids?" He said breathlessly. He looked over at the couch were a casino EMT was working on a nasty cut on Sam's head. He walked towards her. "Where the hell are my kids?"
She looked up at him and wordlessly opened her mouth only to shut it again as the tears started down her cheeks.
"Jack." He didn't respond he just starred at Sam. "Jack." Danny reached out his hand this time and grabbed his partners shoulder before he accidentally shouted his real name at him again. "Jack."
Woody turned around slowly and looked at Danny.
"They're gone. Someone knocked Sam out and took Drew and Ellie." Next door he heard his wife scream next door.
"He had a Montecito uniform on." Sam said softly. Woody watched Jordan pace the length of the room before turning around again. "I didn't realize anything was wrong until he said the Hoyts."
It was only them in the room. Sam, Ed, Mary and Delinda it was safe to say it. Safe to be the Hoyts. Woody thought. He stood up and caught Jordan on her return trip towards his side of the room, pulling her down with him on the couch.
"Why our kids?" She muttered. "It's not the cops.. the cops wouldn't take our kids. It's someone else.. Someone else tied to Riggs.. someone.." "Jordan stop." Woody whispered. "We'll find them."
"I want to call Nigel." She said distantly.
"If you do that.." Danny began slowly. "Your covers blown. You go to jail. You can't stay here... Your whole life-."
"SOME ONE TOOK MY CHILDREN!" Jordan Screamed towards him. Woody pulled her body to his and wrapped his arms tightly around her. His face pressed into her shoulder and she brought her hand up to his cheek. turning slightly as she did. "I want to call Nigel."
"Are we getting anything from the Amber alert?" Ed asked quietly. "Do the police have anything?" Danny shook his head. "They want Jack and Amy to go on television and make a plea.
"Shit." Woody leaned his head back onto the sofa. "Shit."
"I want to call-."
Woody reached over and grabbed the phone off of the side table and started to dial.
"I'll go to jail. I'll go to the electric chair just find them." Jordan started to cry half way through the sentence. Woody winced and started rubbing circles in her back. Delinda sat down next to her and took her hand. Danny punched the wall.
"Nige." Woody said quietly into the phone. "No everything's not alright. We have a... situation."
Nigel walked slowly into the break room, glancing around at the crowd of usual suspects.
"What?" Lily whispered putting her hand on her husband's shoulder. "What?" Matt Seely followed his wife's gaze.
"Nige?"
"Where's Bug?" His voice was raspy and dry.
"On a call."
"Peter turn on the TV." Winslow reached up and pressed the button. "CNN."
The amber alert appeared on the screen. Two small children's faces starred back at them.
"Seven month old Elenora Rosa Wilson and her brother three year old Andrew Jackson Wilson were taken late last night from there penthouse home at the Montecito Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas Nevada where their father in a sad irony is assistant head of security.
"Who are-?" Peter began before Lily let out a yelp. The names had gotten through to her. She walked a few feet towards Nigel who was nodding slowly.
"Drew and Ellie are Woody and Jordan's children."
"I never really bought it you know? I never bought that he'd have just up and leave and never look back." Peter Winslow said softly from Garret Macy's couch.
"Jordan must be frantic." Christina whispered moving her hand protectively across her pregnant belly. Peter put his arm around her.
"Jordan couldn't even put a sentence together." Nigel muttered. "She's considering turning herself in but they'd ship her back here. She wants to be there in case..."
"You said they want her to do a television appeal?"
"Woody's going to do it." Nigel told them.
"One of us should go to Vegas." Garret said suddenly. The retired ME pressed his lips together and closed his eyes. "They need a friend."
"They've been there five years Garret I think they have some friends there." Bug muttered, Macy glared at his replacement. "They need their family."
"Matt and I will go." Lily said softy.
"It would be aiding and abiding.." Peter reminded them. "Jordan's a fugitive."
"Woody's not. I help Woody." Matt sighed and ran his fingers through Lily's hair. "I'm gonna go make flight reservations and call the station. Capra can fill in for me."
"They're gonna give you a hard time with both of us out." Santana whispered to her partner.
"Nah. Capra will be good for the Newbie." Matt winked at her. "Works no fun with out you anyway."
"Will you and Amy watch Savannah?" Lily asked touching Bug on the sleeve. He nodded at her. "I'm gonna call Amy. I'll have the sitter take her to your apartment.
Nigel sat down on the vacated couch next to Bug and Garret.
"We should contact him." Nigel told them queitly.
"We decided not to." Bug muttered.
"They're his grandchildren. And he can investigate without drawing attention to them." Garret said still nodding his head at Nigel's words.
"Danny wants everything we've gathered on Jordan's case. And Riggs himself." Nigel looked over at Santana who nodded. It was her cold case. She'd held onto it over the years, running down every lead with Nigel's help. Nigel had made a promise and he intended to keep it.
"Right there." Big Ed's jaw clenched shut as one of his men stopped the security tape and pointed at the monitor.
"Oh my God." Danny muttered, looking at the large Rubbermaid container.
"Are you telling me my grandchildren are in that box?" Ed glared at the man. Danny couldn't help but smile at the way he'd called them his grandchildren.
"Are they dead?" Woody's voice came from the corner of the room.
"They wouldn't kill them and take them. If they were going to kill them they would have left them laying on the floor of your apartment." Danny said with all certainty.
"More than half of all murders occur when the victims are moved from one location to a different location." Woody slammed his eyes shut.
"Woody why would they want them dead?"
"Why would they want them at all?" Woody yelled suddenly bolting to his feet. "Why would anyone take two little kids?"
"Stop. Stop it both of you." Ed yelled. "Can you stop fighting long enough to find my Grandchildren?"
Woody sat back down and Danny turned his head back to the monitor.
"Sam was unconscious maybe the kids were too." He decided looking at the box.
Woody tried to swallow remembering Sam's blue green bruise and picturing it on Ellie's milky white baby skin.
Ed's phone rang and he nodded his head when he answered it.
"Show him back." A few minutes later the door opened and Woody's face went blank.
"Seely."
"Hey Wo.. Wilson." Matt stumbled. "The cavalry's here."
He held up one of Nigel's lap tops and Woody smiled for the first time in days.
The door to her bedroom opened and Jordan was about to tell Delinda to go away when she heard a familiar voice whisper her name.
She was crying before she even had a chance to answer. She sat up and turned to the door.
"Lily?"
Lily Seely took two quick steps towards the bed and wrapped her arms around her long lost friend.
"What did I do? What the hell.." She sobbed.
"We'll find them Jordan. We'll find them.." Lily whispered smoothing out Jordan's short hair. For the first time, she believed it when someone said it.
