After hearing the gangster confess to trying to kidnap Tony and a "female agent," the lead agent frowned and turned to another agent. "Villacana doesn't have a partner," he said. "And the guy doesn't know her name. So who's the woman?"

"I don't know, but we can find out from the check-in at the airport," said the agent.

"OK, let's find out now man," said the FBI boss. Another agent, on a phone, turned to him. "Sir, the control tower reported that the plane disappeared from radar about five minutes ago. They think it might've crashed."

"Damn. Do they have a rough location?"

"Yes sir. They're going to relay the information to us shortly so we can get the rangers involved in a search and rescue."

The third agent returned. "Sir, we found out the name of the other passenger: Aidan Hinkley."

"What? His..." started the man. He turned to pick up a phone, knowing Ralph and Pam had to know this. "Operator, get me 555-4365. It's an emergency."

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Ralph and Pam were at home relaxing after a trip to the mall. Both knew that Aidan and Tony were on some sort of scenario, but not sure what. All they knew was Aidan wasn't happy with the prospect of going on another case so close to her returning to teaching.

Pam returned from the kitchen with two glasses of lemonade and sat down. "Here you go, the Hinkley special: raspberry lemonade with a scoop of lemon sherbet," she said, only to pause when Ralph rubbed the back of his neck.

Ralph took the glass of lemonade from Pam and smiled wanly. "Thanks Pam," he started, only to repeat the mannerism she saw just a moment ago and then rubbed his arms as though cold.

Pam frowned, realizing that particular mannerism, especially since the A/C wasn't on. He had done it only one other time, the night when... "Hun, what is it?" she asked.

Ralph blinked a couple of times and shrugged. "Don't know Pam. It's like I know something's wrong, but don't know what."

Hearing the thunder roll in the background, Pam smiled thinking of another scenario. "More than likely, it's that storm that's been brewing outside," she said.

Ralph shook his head. "No... it's more like someone's hurt. Feel almost as though I'm getting a holograph, but I know that isn't it because I don't wear the suit anymore."

Pam shook her head slightly, realizing that he also always seemed to be getting sympathy "vibes" now, as the phone rang. "Hello, Hinkley residence," said Pam. "Cyler, what a pleasant surprise..."

Ralph sat up straighter and listened in. He hadn't heard from the man in a few years, not since his graduation. Cyler and Rhonda were the top of their special ed class and Ralph always thought they'd do well. He was right, too...

Ralph's thoughts were snapped when he saw Pam pale slightly and sway. "Pam? Come on sit down, what is it?" he asked, only to be silently handed the phone. "Cyler, hey this is Mr. H. What's wrong?"

Cyler's voice was a bit grave, but tried to remain professional as lead FBI agent. "It's like this Mr. H... and I can't believe I'm telling you this, but you gotta know. We've been working a case on a missing FBI agent who we found had been kidnapped. Tony... sorry Agent Villacana was going on a search plane for the man's location, but a couple of other agents got a tip about the hideout earlier and we busted it."

"OK, that's good to know, but what's that got to do with us?" said Ralph, starting to think about his feeling earlier.

"Villacana's plane wouldn't respond to radio contact, and according to the one member we interrogated, the pilot was to knock Villacana out and bring him to the hideout. Just a few minutes ago, the plane dropped from the screens and we believe it crashed."

Cyler cleared his throat, knowing this would be the hardest for Ralph to hear. "Mr. H... Aidan was also listed as a passenger, and they confirmed that she was on the plane."

Ralph paled and sat down hard as well. 'Not again, not like this...' he thought to his horror. He cleared his throat, fearing the worst. "Have you found..." he said quietly.

"No, but there haven't been reports of an explosion everywhere, so we don't think it exploded. We're about to start a search and rescue," When he didn't hear Ralph respond, Cyler softened his tone further, like Ralph did years ago when Cyler would get upset at times at the school. "Mr. H, I said search and rescue, not search and recover. You've gotta believe they're alive, I do. If you'd like, I'll have one of my men come by and pick you and Mrs. H up to go to our main base. We've already called Rhonda and another agent's bringing her here."

"Yes, I'd like that. Thanks Cyler," said Ralph flatly. He hung up the phone and buried his face in his hands. "Oh my..."

"Ralph, they'll be fine. Aidan's got the suit and she can fly them to safety," said Pam, but worried herself.

Ralph shook his head. "Pam, what if she wasn't wearing it and...?"

Pam put an arm around Ralph's shoulder, knowing what he was thinking. "We'll find out, but right now, the best thing to do is head over there... and pray all the way," she said softly.