As the girls were being roughly thrown into the back of Diego's car, Jason and Lucky were walking on the docks. Both were distracted by the apparent disappearance of the women they loved.

Lucky didn't notice Jason until he was practically right next to him. "Jason."

"Lucky."

Lucky shifted uncomfortably, and Jason did that same, except his was almost imperceptible. Lucky sighed and said, "You wouldn't happen to have seen Sam would you? I know you used to have guards on her, but I'm sure you don't anymore…"

"Actually, I do have one guy around her most of the time. People still may associate her with me, and that's not fair to her. Why? Is something wrong?"

"Well, I can't get a hold of her. She was released today, and insisted on being by herself. I know Logan is most likely the killer, but just in case, I want to make sure she's okay."

Jason thought to himself that he was pretty much thinking the same thing about Elizabeth. He just didn't think it was a huge coincidence that both women were not answering.

"I…uh. Well, I was actually trying to call Elizabeth. And she's not answering either." Jason eyed Lucky warily, waiting for him to explode over the fact that he was talking to Liz.

"That seems odd to me. Maybe they're together; Liz may have had to check on Sam for the hospital. Should we go to Sam's apartment?"

Jason ran a hand over his face. He sighed and said, "Yeah, I'll make some calls to their guards too."

Sam and Liz were too afraid to speak inside Diego's car. He drove recklessly out of town. They no longer were sure of where they were. Sam suddenly went limp.

"Sam! Please wake up! SAM!" Elizabeth screamed.

Diego looked in the mirror and abruptly pulled over to the shoulder. Getting out of his car, he opened the door to the backseat. As soon as he did, Sam kicked him square in the chest with both feet. He was shocked and it hurt; he fell to the ground. Sam scrambled out of the car as Liz followed close behind. Both women had been working on the ropes around their wrists. They were loose enough for them to get out of. However, Diego had gotten back to his feet. Running towards the women, he knocked both of them to the ground. If Sam hadn't been injured, she may have been able to fight him off. But as Liz got up, she saw Diego leaning over Sam with his hands wrapped around her neck. Grabbing a branch on the side of the road, Liz swung. Diego fell back to the ground. He was bleeding from the head, and unconscious.

Liz bent down. "Sam? Are you okay?"

Sam took a deep breath. "Yeah. Let's get out of here."

Lucky and Jason ran out of the elevator. After searching Sam's apartment, they had found both women's things, namely their cell phones. Jason's guards were waiting downstairs; they had seen neither Sam nor Elizabeth leave. Neither of them refused to believe the girls were simply out together. No, something had happened.

They were bound and determined to find out what.

Liz ran to the car, while Sam limped as fast as she could behind her. They got in, and Liz said, "The keys! They're gone. He must have them." She started to get out, and Sam said, "No!"

"What do you mean, no? We have to get out of here!"

"You can't risk going out there again Liz. If something happens to you, your sons will be motherless. I can't let that happen. Move the seat back, let me see if I can hotwire it."

After swearing softly a few times and finagling the many wires under the steering wheel, Liz heard the engine roar to life. She breathed a sigh of relief. Both women straightened, and screamed.