Here is another story. Please be nice and please review. Thanks to my beta Murdock Calavicci for helping me. Stockwell and Frankie are in it. Stockwell will not be in it much.

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters, I wish I owe Face and Murdock but I don't. They belong to Stephen J. Cannell. I do owe Alex, Richard, Derek and Frank.

Rating: M

Contain Warning: Torture and Gang Rapes.

Characters: Face and Murdock

Summary: Face and Murdock are missing. Will they find them before it's too late.

Part 2- Face missing. Hannibal talk to Stockwell.

Hannibal came down the stairs after talking to Face. He still couldn't believe what Stockwell did to Face. Hannibal was going to have a talk with right he talked to BA and Frankie.

"How's he doin', Hannibal?" BA asked.

"Not too good," Hannibal replied. "He's really upset right now."

"What are you going to do, Johnny?" Frankie tried not to let his guilt show on his face.

"I'm going to talk to Stockwell," Hannibal answered. "While I'm gone, one of you do the cooking, and the other keep an eye on Face."

"I'll cook. Frankie, keep an eye on Face."

"Why can't I cook?"

"Cuz you'll burn it, fool."

"Okay. I'll check on him."

"Not right now. He's asleep," Hannibal said.

Right as Hannibal was about to leave the room, Stockwell walked in the front door. Hannibal glared at him. He wanted so bad to wring the man's neck, but he would have to talk to him...for now.

"Can I speak to you outside, General?" Hannibal asked. threateningly.

"Of course, Smith," Stockwell replied.

Meanwhile outside the house.

Alex and Richard finally arrived. They parked in the drive near Derek and Frank's car. The four of them got out of their vehicles.

"Well, ya got anything?" Alex asked.

"Yeah. We found the good looking guy," Derek answered. "He's in the house."

"Good."

"What about the guy you took from the apartment?"

"He's in the van, tie up."

"How are we going to get this guy out of the house?" Frank asked. "It has a security system."

"I have a box. We'll wait until they go to bed. It has to be done tonight."

Through their binoculars, they watched two men either talking or arguing.

"What did you say to Face?" Hannibal asked, angrily.

"I told him that he's not going to Murdock's place," Stockwell answered.

"You have no right to do that!" Hannibal said. "He's been looking forward to it."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Face and Murdock have been friends since 'Nam," Hannibal explained. "They have a very strong bond to each other that cannot be broken. Face always goes to Murdock's place when we're not on a mission."

"He'll have to stop going over there from now on," Stockwell said.

"Somebody told you that Face goes over there, didn't they?" Hannibal asked.

"No one told me," Stockwell lied.

"Coulda fooled me." Hannibal knew Stockwell was lying, but he didn't let on that he did. "From now on, you leave Face to me."

"Fine." Stockwell said.

Hannibal walked back to the house to get something to eat. He was going to find out who told Stockwell about Face. He had a feeling of who it was. He wasn't going to say anything yet, but he planned on doing so soon.

Hannibal walked into the kitchen and sat down. Not long after that, Face came in, looking miserable. He sat down.

"How are you holding up?" Hannibal didn't like the look in Face's eyes.

"I'm okay." His expression disagreed.

"I talk to Stockwell." Hannibal said.

"What did he say? Did he change his mind?" Face asked, sarcastically.

"He didn't say anything."

"Figure." Face pushed his plate away, and stood up to leave.

"You ain't ate your food! BA complained.

"I'm not hungry!" Face shouted from the top of the stairs. He slammed his door.

"You know, he should stop slamming doors," Frankie said.

"He's hurt and angry," Hannibal replied. "Let's eat. Then we can go to bed."

"What about Face's plate?" BA asked.

"Just put it up, in case he gets hungry later," Hannibal answered.

They ate their dinner. Face's plate was placed in the fridge, and the kitchen cleaned up. They turned out the lights and went to bed.

Meanwhile, outside the house

The men saw the lights go out. They all got out of their vehicles.

"Derek, you stay here," Alex ordered. "Richard and Derek, you grab the guy after I put the box on the security system. You only have one hour to get him."

They all agreed. Derek stood beside the vehicles. The other three walked over to the house. Alex put the box on the alarm system. The alarm was disabled for one hour.

Richard and Frank picked the lock on the door and went in. They made their way upstairs. Richard opened the first door and saw Hannibal in the bed. He closed the door. Frank opened the next door and saw BA in bed, then closed the door. At the next door, Richard looked in and saw Frankie in the bed. Frank went to the next door and saw Face in bed.

Richard walked to the side of the bed. Frank crept up behind him. They looked at each other and nodded. Frank leaned over, and covered the sleeping man's mouth. Face woke up, struggling. Frank pulled him close. Face tried to fight against him, but it was no use. Richard came around to his side and pulled out a needle. Face's face went white when he saw it.

Richard pulled his arm towards him and whispered, "This will make you sleepy."

Face tried to pull his arm back, but the needle was already in his arm. Face shut his eyes tight. then collapsed on the floor, unconscious. Richard made the bed up while Frank searched Face's pants and found his wallet and keys. He threw them on the bed.

"We'll tie him up when we get to the van," Richard explained. "Let's get outta here."

Richard pulled Face over his shoulder in a Fireman's carry. They walked out of the bedroom, closing the door. Quietly, they made their way outside. Alex grabbed the box off of the alarm system, then headed towards the vehicles. Richard let Face down, then held him up as Derek tied his hands behind his back. He then blindfolded and gagged the unconscious man and loaded him in the back of the van. Alex and Richard got in the van, and Derek and Frank got in the car. They drove away, never to be seen again.

TBC