Yay, another chapter is up! This is the second last chapter, just to let you know! Thank you to everyone who has read this story and reviewed/favourited/alerted it; it means a lot to me!

Disclaimer: I do not own or make any profit from Flashpoint or its characters, and East Side Mario's. I only own Alexis, and the bad guys.

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As Team One of the SRU exited the elevator on their floor in the Toronto Police Station, Kara looked up and called them over. "Hey, some people who said they worked at East Side Mario's dropped you guys off a cake, and a package came for Wordy, Ed and Spike." Seeing their expressions, her eyes widened. "Here." She told them shortly as she laid the envelope and large plate of cake on the counter, not wanting to get brought into whatever was happening.

The group rushed over and Parker grabbed the envelope to open it. Inside, instead of pictures, there was a single DVD. "That's a change." Parker remarked as he held it up. "There's a TV in the briefing room. Come on." Before walking to the briefing room, he spoke shortly to Kara. "Put the cake somewhere for us."

The group walked quickly to the briefing room and settled themselves while Parker turned on the TV. "Here it goes." He muttered, hitting play on the remote.

Instantly, Sophia's face filled the screen. "Ed, if you're watching this, know I love you. Tell Clark I love him. I'll miss our date nights together. I trust you with all my heart. If I don't get to see you again, then know that-" Sophia was cut off by a hand in front of her mouth and someone else started to speak. "Well, Mr. Lane, I think your wife has said enough. Know that we don't want any money, and that all we want is to hurt you and people close to you. Now have a good day, Mr. Lane."

Ed forced himself to think; he knew he had heard that voice before and that face looked so familiar. But it was so hard to concentrate while Sophia sat somewhere, maybe even being hurt right as he sat there.

Next on the screen was Shelly and Wordy sucked in a breath; the marks on her neck looked worse now. "I love you, Wordy. I probably fell in love with you soon after I met you; you're such a big teddy bear, it's amazing everyone doesn't love you. Take care of the girls, and try not to let them walk all over you. You are the love of my life, Wordy. Give the girls a kiss for" Shelly's voice stopped at the same time the screen went black. The same voice from before spoke. "Hello, Mr. Woodsworth. I'm sure that's enough out of your wife, wouldn't you agree? Please note that we don't want any money, we just want to cause you pain. Have a good day, Mr. Woodsworth."

Alexis appeared on screen next, a small cut on her forehead with blood trickling out of it. Spike swallowed, taking in her split lip, black eye and cut. "Spike...I love you so much. If I could go back in time and change one thing, I would change it so that I would have told you I loved you when we were younger. We wasted so much time disliking each other that we could have spent together. Spike," Alexis was cut off by a hand over her mouth and the same voice from twice before spoke. "Well Mr. Scarlatti, I believe your girlfriend has said enough. This is being sent to you so that you know that we don't want any money from you, and that we are only doing this to hurt you. Please have a pleasant day." With that, the video was over.

The group sat in silence until Ed broke it. "I know who has them and where they are." He said, looking around the group at the worried faces around him. "The speaker is name Bryce; we locked up his brother two years ago because he took a woman hostage in his house. That's his kitchen; 187 Markett Street."

Parker spoke first. "Well then Team One, I believe we have a mission. Let's go." With that, the group stood up and headed back towards the elevator. As they stepped in, Spike fingered Alexis's keys in his pocket. 'Don't worry Alexis, I'll be there soon.'