Twenty minutes later, Frank, Joe and Nancy were walking into the police station. Bess and George had left the group so that they wouldn't overwhelm the chief and went to meet Vanessa at the airport.

"I see you got bodyguards?" The chief joked when he saw Nancy walk in with Frank and Joe.

"Not in the mood, chief," Nancy muttered as she slumped into a chair.

"You haven't been sleeping," Chief said.

"She's worried about her father," Joe said.

"Why? Is he sick?" the chief asked confused. The trio shared a look.

"No. He was taken by the kidnapper," Frank said slowly.

"What?" Chief said, sounding a little angry. He turned to look at Nancy, "Did you have plans of calling it in?"

"I was going to stop by later today. It wasn't twenty four hours yet," She said after she explained the phone call and the snow globe.

"Nancy, you know you can always call me or the force when you are investigating a case," He sighed.

"I know, I'm sorry," She said with a roll of her eyes, as though she had said it many times before.

"Nancy, you need to be serious. You know your family is not 'normal' so to speak. You need to be careful," Chief said.

"I just want to find my dad, and the girls," Nancy said miserably.

"There's more," Joe said. Nancy sent a frantic glare his way, which he ignored.

"What do you mean, 'there's more'?" Chief asked.

"I mean that when her office was vandalized, a folder of pictures were left behind," Joe said.

"What kind of photos?" Chief asked, his eyes narrowed.

"Pictures from her whole life," Joe said, not looking at Nancy.

"You mean this person was watching you your whole life," The chief said.

"Either that," Nancy muttered, "Or it's someone really close to me, who hung around when we did. Or they stole the pictures from the Hardys."

"So, this person might be stalking you, and kidnapping people to get your attention?" Chief McGinnis suggested.

"It's a possibility," Frank said, running his hand through his hair. No one spoke for a minute.

"I can't believe you told him, Joe," Nancy thundered, as she left the office.

"You're in for it, Joe," Chief said.

"Nothing is worse that Nan when she is pissed off," Frank agreed.

"Oh man. I forgot how scary she is when she is pissed," Joe groaned, "What do I do?"

"Give her some time to cool off. But it's not like her to forget about the information she came here for. You need to keep an eye on her," Chief said, handing Frank a snow globe.

"So what happened?" Joe asked.

"Well, Katie Santana was walking home from work. She lived two minutes away in a populated area, so it wasn't unusual for her to walk home. Halfway between her house and work, her purse and a snow globe were found deserted on the sidewalk. The security camera watching the spot had its film stolen. There is no way to see who did it. This is another dead end mystery. I hate it. There are absolutely no clues, no ransom calls and no notes left behind. This is really pissing me off. And now with Carson gone, I don't know what to do about Nancy. She might get hurt if she's not careful."

"We will keep her safe," Frank promised, as he and Joe made to leave. But before they could get out of the door, another officer ran in, seemingly out of breath.

"Charlie, what's up?" The chief asked.

"They found a body, sir," Charlie said.

"Where?" Chief barked.

"In River Heights Central Park," Charlie gasped out, clearly trying to catch his breath.

"Do we have an ID yet?" Chief asked.

"No, but Lilly is on the job," Charlie said.

"All right, let's get going. And boys?" Chief asked the Hardys, "Keep Nancy away until we know who it is. Just take her home and try to get her to sleep."

"Yes sir," They said as they left the office. They found Nancy sitting in the car looking upset and tired, as if she has been waiting for the Hardys all day and they were very late.

"Let's get out of here," She said, "Before I lose my patience and my head."

"You driving or am I?" Joe asked Frank.

"I am," Frank said, as he grabbed the keys out of Joe's hand.

"Why?" Joe whined.

"Because no one is in the mood to end up in the hospital," Frank reasoned.

"I am not that bad," Joe persisted.

"Whatever, baby brother," Frank said.

"You only have eleven months on me," Joe said rolling his eyes.

"I am still older," Frank said, hoping to get a smile out of Nancy. He looked back in the mirror as he pulled out of the parking lot and saw nothing. Nancy didn't even move. He sighed. He needed to get her focused again. She was too angry and upset to even think about the case. She could get really hurt, and Frank wouldn't be able to stand it if she did. Though he would never admit to Joe, he really did like Nancy, a lot. And he was really glad that Ned was out of the picture. That meant that he had a chance with Nancy. His thoughts were interrupted by Joe's ringing phone.

"Hey Van," he said, "Nope, driving home from the police station…..No one was hurt…..Yeah, it's the case…..No, and I'm worried…..Bess and George should already be there…You see them?...Okay, good…..Yeah I love you. See you in a bit…..Bye."

"That was Vanessa?" Frank asked.

"No it was Santa Clause," Joe said sarcastically, "Yes it was Van. What gave away? The 'Hey Van?' or the 'Bess and George should already be there' or the 'I love you'?"

"I get it," Frank muttered, "Stupid question."

"Ya think?" Joe asked as they pulled into the Drew driveway.

"Just go watch TV or something," Frank said.

"Fine, I will," Joe grumbled as he walked inside. Nancy sat on the steps and motioned for Frank to sit next to her.

"Promise you won't tell Joe if I tell you something?" she asked.

"Yeah, I promise," He said, taking a seat.

"I'm scared. Frank, my dad has never been a situation like this before. With no clues and I wasn't close to anything," She said miserably.

"Don't worry," Frank said, thinking of the body they found and hoped it wasn't Carson.

"I have to," she said, "There have been no clues and my dad is gone and it is very possible I am being stalked. The only thing missing from that is the notes."
"Nancy, stop thinking like that. We will find your dad. And you are not being stalked. There is just no way that someone could stalk you for like 20 years and you not know about it."

"Then it is someone that I have known for a long time," She said.

"Could it be Ned?" Frank asked gently.

"He stabbed me in the back, but I don't think he is capable of this. He isn't…mean or bad enough to do something like this. Besides, he seemed plenty happy with the girl he was with. He didn't want to be around me anymore, so I don't think he would spend this much time making my life a living hell," She said, clearly upset. Frank put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into him.

"I missed you, Frank," She said softly.

"I missed you too," He said, "And I want you to know that I will always be here for you if you need to talk or just need a friend."

"Thanks, Frank," she said, "That really means a lot to me. When Ned cheated, he left me upset and very betrayed. I didn't know who I could trust. And it hurt to think that Ned would do something like that."
"Nancy, you can always trust me. I won't hurt you like Ned did," he said.

"You know, I mentioned you in my fight with Ned. I said I would be better off with you. He backhanded me. And that hurt more than the breakup. I never thought he would hurt a fly. And I meant it when I said I would be better off with you. Frank, I really do like you," Nancy said. She really did. She thought Frank was amazing and was really glad that Ned and Callie were out of the picture,

"I really like you, too," Frank said, leaning down to kiss her. And she leaned up. Their lips met and they kissed for a few seconds, until several voices interrupted.

"It's about freaking time," They said. Frank and Nancy blushed and pulled apart. Joe stood behind them and Bess, George, and Vanessa stood in front of them.

"VAN!" Joe yelled, running to give her a big hug.

"HI Joe," She laughed, then hugged Frank and Nancy.

"I have the photo albums," She said, "I hope they are helpful."

"They will be," Frank promised, as he stood with Nancy's hand in his.

"You get to hang out with us and be the moral support for the dream team," Bess said.

"Moral support is very important," George agreed.

"Oh shut up," Joe said, blushing. Then Frank's phone rang.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Frank, it's Chief McGinnis. We have an ID on the body."

"Who is it?" Frank asked, nervous to hear the answer. If it was Carson, he did not want to be the one to deliver the news to Nancy. She would not take that well.

"The body belonged to Madi Moore."

Hey Guys! Sorry for the long wait in updates. I actually got hurt and received a concussion so I was not able to write for a while. I really hope to update soon, but school starts this week and I don't know how much time I will have to write. If anyone has any ideas for this story, feel free to PM me. I always look at any ideas people have for me. I would also like to thank my awesome reviewers: Shark, Softball7, Emmy1987, Megaledon, beachgirlsrule, Dreamer, Lava Girl, Aria987, Cupcake, Lily0731, Paula87, Merliah38, Hairspray4life, and Summerlovin. Thanks for the reviews and please review! I really appreciate all reviews. I am sorry for any spelling and grammar mistakes.