Hey, I did what I could! Again, I wasn't supposed to continue this fic :P But I did it for friends and people who wanted more, i'm glad you liked the first "chapter". I'm not so what I wrote is really good, but at least, I did something!

Tell me what you're thinking about it and if you don't understand stuff ect..

Enjoy the reading :D


1:38 a.m, on the digital clock of his office, in front of him: the computer. 22 minutes left, and he will know, know what is this mysterious e-mail. If it was a joke or something more serious, which he doubted a lot. Well, there was a thing who tickled him: today was may 17th , day to day, she had disappeared. This detail who retained him from sleep. He watched out the clock, hoping time time scrolls fasters. But one second stays one second and one minute is one minute.

Now ten minutes that he was setting time, with an empty look. But his mind what full of thoughts, memories of "her".

Already five years, five years that he forced himself to not think about her, and act like she was still here, but it was so hard. Every coffees, every places they went, every single conversation weren't forgot. How could you forget that? He immersed himself in his memories again, it was feeling so good : where she was here always ready to pinch his ears because he acted like a clown or said something funny but she didn't want to laugh. Pinch his ears because he listened to her phone call.

At within, he liked when she did that. His thoughts were so deep that time has past, it was now 1:58 a.m. 2 (damn) minutes. 2 little minutes and he will know if his presentiments were true. 59. Time to go. Click on the link, time to write this precious ID, and the password. Here it was. 2:00 a.m. Doubts took him again, what will he find? What if all his hope will be destroyed only in few seconds? " I press or I do not press this enter button?" he wondered.

When his finder touched the button, he did not realized his gesture, and what he just triggered. What all of this will have in repercussion in his near future.

The server took some time before accessing to the informations. A text was being downloaded while a video was waiting to be launched. A video ? Asked himself Rick. "How interesting is that? Hope it will be a good info" sarcasm, got him.

The video tempted him, the play button begged him "play me, play me!" still his curiosity talking for him, of course. And again, the doubt who caught him was impossible, he didn't know yet.

"Should I? Damn, what do I lose?" and clicked on the trackpad.

The video starts in the total darkness, with obscure and incomprehensible noises. Suddenly, a street. He didn't know if that what in live or not, considering in this video it was dark as well as New York right now. This street, oh gosh he recognized it. This street was on their first investigation together! When Harrison Tisdale took him in "hostage". That was exactly it, but why? By the way, this street was next to the Old Hunt, bar he had brought to drown his sorrow.

Anyway, in this video who continued to being the darkness, a shadow showed up all of sudden.

This figure her shapes. Even after years he could recognize her, she was hiding from something, someone and finally run until the stairs. Another camera following her thought this place, seems to be an airport.

Abruptly, a voice comes out of the video, a voice he didn't hear since 8 years. His heart stopped for a few second, he stepped away from the computer of a couple of centimeters while having a panic and surprised face. He was freeze. Speechless.

This same voice whispered "Always, save me like you always did" No! It seriously wasn't possible ! So she was alive ? But.. no no no his brain couldn't handle that. But another voice stopped him in his panic thoughts. A electronic one. This means no good, he thought.

"You have no idea in what you got into. You have one week until she dies. Don't-tell-anyone"

And then the image of the woman that he loves disappears.