This is my first Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys fanfic. Please R & R Frank and Nancy are 23 and Joe is 22.
Disclaimer: I don't own Nancy Drew or the Hardy Boys
One sentence. That was all it took for Nancy Drew to become totally alert in bed. It was three o'clock in the morning (Central Time), and she was wide awake. She ran to her father's room, but he wasn't there. The ever present snow globe was, though. This could not be happening. Not right now, she thought. Nancy was alone, with a murder on the loose, who had her father. His words still echoed through her head.
I know where your father is, but do you?
Who should she call? Ned? No, he didn't care about her anymore, the dirty cheater. Bess and George would offer support, but not enough to keep her safe. Nancy's eyes rested on her phone. She called the number she hadn't used in a long time, but she knew it by heart.
"Hello?" The sleepy voice on the other end of the line said.
Frank Hardy's phone rang, at 4:00 in the morning, New York time. Who the hell would be calling me at 4 AM? He thought.
"Hello?" Frank said.
"Frank, it's me," said the scared voice of Nancy Drew. Two things were immediately wrong, Frank thought. One, Nancy never called this early. Two, she was never scared.
"Nancy, what's wrong?" he asked.
"I need you and Joe, quickly!" she said quickly.
"Why?" Frank asked.
"I need help on a case. I can't do it by myself."
"Why?" Nancy was a very independent woman and very rarely asked for anybody's help. Frank knew she was in trouble or she was going to be.
"They have my dad," She said.
"We'll be there in a few hours," he said, hanging up. Her dad was really important to her. He raised her by himself because his wife died when Nan was three.
Frank walked to Joe's room and shook him awake.
"What do you want?" He groaned.
"We are taking a trip," Frank said.
"Now?"
"Yes," Frank muttered, opening his blinds. It was still pitch black outside.
"Where?" He whined, his blond hair sticking up in all directions as he got out of bed.
"River Heights."
"Doesn't Nancy live there?" He said, suddenly more alert.
"That's why we are going. They have her dad," Frank said.
"Who is they?" Joe asked, as he grabbed his always ready suitcase to go.
"I don't know," Frank said traveling to my room to grab his, "But we are going to find out."
The Hardy's arrived in River Heights by noon the next day. The first thing they noticed was that Bess' car was parked in the driveway. The next thing they noticed were the three girls sitting on the porch steps looking downright depressed, like no one should ever look.
"Frank! Joe!" Nancy yelled, running to give the brothers a hug. Her hug with Frank lasted a little longer that the one with Joe. George Fayne, Bess Marvin and Joe all noticed and shared a look.
"What's going on?" Joe asked, as they sat around the Drew's dining room table.
"I was working on a case. A girl, Madi Moore, was kidnapped from her home. Two days later, another girl, Sammie Lusardi was kidnapped from her car. In both cases, all that was found in each car was a snow globe."
"A snow globe?" Frank asked
"Yes. In Madi's case, it was a snow globe that she bought in Saranac, New York, when she went there for a family vacation. For Sammie, it was one from San Francisco, where she visits her grandmother," Nancy said.
"Anyone else missing?" Joe asked.
"Yes. My father," Nancy whispered.
"Was there a snow globe?" Frank asked.
"Yes. The one of me and my mom in the middle of it that he got when my mom died."