AN: Alright guys! Here's the beginning of "Completion"! I will probably post chapter 1 later today when I finish editing it. If you haven't already read my story "Transition" be sure to do that! This is the sequel and therefore, not a whole lot of this will make sense without that! Enjoy!

Prologue

"What the hell happened?" Sam asked loudly, his arms crossed over his chest.

He was standing with Andy in Frank's office, on the phone with Sarah and the detective from St Catharines, Robert Charger.

"It was my fault uncle Sam," Keaton's voice said.

"What happened?" Sam repeated.

"At 10:30, I had to go to the hospital to cover the rest of Sandra's shift. She got sick and needed someone to take the last five hours," Sarah said, her voice shaky, "And so I mentioned it to Keaton and he said that he'd be fine with Jackson and Molly because they were already in bed asleep."

"And then I snuck out," Keaton said ruefully, "My friends wanted to meet up to smoke some weed so I went. Left the door unlocked in the backyard so I could get back in later. I got home at1:00 and went to sleep. I didn't look and see if everyone was where they were supposed to be," he shrugged, "It all looked the same!"

"And I had to stay late at the hospital and when I got back home it was 4:30. And I went to check on the kids and Jack was missing," she said.

"Was he hiding in the house?" Sam asked, his heart beating in his throat, "Maybe he had a bad dream and went to your bedroom?"

"We looked everywhere Sam," Sarah said, tears spilling over her cheeks, "He was nowhere in the house. I woke up Keat and we looked everywhere. When the sun came up, we looked outside and saw blood coming out of the back door."

Andy chewed on her thumbnail anxiously. "Detective Charger," she said suddenly, "Have you sent us all of the crime scene pictures?" Andy asked.

"Yeah, emailed them to Frank this morning. Something about them seemed off to me," he replied.

"I handed them off to Callaghan," Frank said, "For a second opinion."

"That's appreciated Frank," said Detective Robert Charger as Andy spun on her heel and made her way out of Frank's office silently. She made her way to the D's office and Traci looked up as she walked in.

"Hey Andy," she said, tone surprised, "I thought you had today off?" she asked.

"Sam's sister gave us a call this morning. Her son's been kidnapped," Andy said, "I needed to be here."

"Oh my God!" Traci exclaimed, pushing back from her desk and giving Andy a quick hug.

Andy returned it easily and then asked, "Where's Luke?"

"He went to the locker room," Traci shrugged, "Looked pretty upset about something."

Andy walked over to Luke's desk and took in the tidy worktop. A file on top caught her attention and she walked behind his desk and sat down in his chair to get a better look.

Traci watched her cautiously as she sat back down at her own desk.

On the tab of the file folder, it was labelled Jackson Swarek.

Andy tentatively flipped open the file and the first picture was a school picture of Jackson. His hair was combed neatly and his eyes shining as he sat in front of the blue backdrop. She turned over the next picture and saw the interior of what must have been Sarah's home in St Catharines. She flipped through page after page and her heart was sinking into her stomach. When she reached the last picture, Andy shut the file and sat, elbows on his desk, head in her hands.

"Andy?" Traci asked.

She didn't respond and then suddenly, she pushed her chair back and pushed herself to her feet, slamming her hands on Luke's desk.

"Andy, what is it?" Traci asked.

"I'll explain it all later. You said Luke went to the locker room?" she asked.

Traci nodded and Andy spun on her heel and made her way to the men's locker room. She pushed open the door and stepped inside, walking through the rows until she found Luke sitting on the far bench, his head in his hands.

"Luke?" Andy asked.

His head shot up to look at her and he froze. "Andy, hi," he said.

"Hi," Andy replied.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Sam's nephew got kidnapped," Andy said, "And they gave you the pictures of the crime scene to consult."

"And you looked at them?" Luke asked, looking sideways at her and she sat on the bench next to him.

"I did," Andy said.

"And what do you think?" he asked.

"I think that it looks very familiar," Andy said, chewing her thumbnail, "And I'm hoping you can tell me I'm wrong."

Luke looked up at her with a frown, shaking his head. "You were right Andy," he said, "I think it's the same trafficking ring that you went undercover to stop."

Andy dropped her head into her hands. "Are you sure?" she asked the floor.

"It looked suspicious to the guys in St Catharines. I thought it. You thought it," Luke said, "I think that Swarek's nephew was taken by part of that ring."

"But why? I thought we'd stopped it!" Andy cried.

"You stopped Carl Sinbad and Levi Morris, Andy," Luke said, "And that's what I sent you to do. But they were the leaders and I thought that if you stopped them, you'd stop the ring. But I don't think it worked out that way."

"So what do we do?" Andy asked.

"I don't know Andy," Luke admitted, shaking his head.

Andy sucked in a deep breath. "I think we need to talk with Detective Charger, Frank and Nick," Andy said.

Luke glanced sideways at her. "Andy, if we confirm it's them, you might have to go back," Luke said with a frown.

Andy met his eye hesitantly. "I know."

AN: *hides behind laptop* *peeks around the side* I hope you liked reading this introduction to this story. I'm sorry if the possibility of them going back undercover upsets you, but it's a plot twist and a damn good one, if I do say so myself! Please review and favorite and follow and all the good stuff. Another chapter will probably come out tonight!

Jacqueline

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