Shawn wasn't sure how long he had been out but he was sure that it wasn't very long. "Come on Shawny there is no time for naps." Slowly his eyes unglued at Martha's voice. "There you are, you had us a scared for a minute." Shawn was no longer in the wheelchair but was looking at the ceiling of the basement. "Let's get you up." Roughly Matt pulled him by the front of his shirt and not so gently dumped him back into the wheelchair, a keening type scream escaped his lips as his leg and abdomen exploded in to stabbing knifes and hot pokers. "Matty got a little angry that you gave up so soon, he got a little carried away with the bat. Oh well it at least put on a good show for daddy." Shawn's mind pressed fast forward and slowly he raised his head and was looking at his father again. Henry's mouth was taped back again but Shawn could hear his distress as he breathed heavily through his nose. "We were hoping that you would last for a few more rounds till we had to finish." Shawn was powerless as Angela ripped open his shirt and removed it from him.

"Oh Matty." Shawn was covered in purple bruises all over his chest and stomach, in some you could make out the individual knuckles. "It's so beautiful." Matt grabbed his wife with one arm and proceeded to make out with her.

"Dis-gus-ting." Shawn listed heavily as Matt back handed him.

"Let's finish this so we can get to other things." Matt smiled at his wife and grabbed Shawn from under his arms to pull him to a standing position. Shawn's vision blurred as his leg was jostled. "You know we're not the only ones who did research." Shawn's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "You see if they find you alive it's not going to matter." Shawn screamed roughly as Angela slid a knife into the left lower side of his back. It didn't take long before he lost consciousness again. Henry was screaming expletives the whole time at the woman as she stabbed his son but they fell on mute ears. As soon as Shawn fell limp Matt dropped him, the slap of flesh hitting concrete fueled Henry's anger.

Martha walked over to him and stroked his jaw. "I would save my energy dear Henry, you don't know how long it's going to be before anyone finds you." The trio walked up the steps and slammed the door shut, Henry could hear as they left the house and as soon as his front door shut he upped his attempts to escape.

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After Buzz couldn't reach Shawn he wasted no time in calling the chief. "Chief this is Buzz, I was trying to get a hold of Shawn because I wanted to talk to him but well I think Shawn is in trouble."

"We're thinking the same thing too, can you come down to the station?"

" Yes Chief." Buzz ended the phone call feeling no better than before. "Frannie I think you need to come with me to see if you can help."

"What did the Chief say Buzz."

"She agreed with me." Francine closed her eyes and swallowed heavily.

"I'm so sorry Buzz, if I had known…." Tears formed when she trailed off and Buzz hugged her close.

"Frannie this is NOT your fault, but you can help find him, OK, since you saw who was with him." Francine nodded into his shirt and broke the hug, soon they were in her car and speeding toward the station.

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"Why are we just sitting around if you think Shawn's in trouble."

"Look Guster right now we don't have the whole story so we won't even know where to start.

"Well how 'bout you fill me in on what you do know."

Carlton never seen Gus angry before and he would never admit it out loud but it was rather intimidating. He sighed heavily. "Spencer came to the station around three and left around three thirty. Around six I tried calling him to get him to come back to the station but he never answered, the chief instructed me to call you while she called the older Spencer. You are the only one who picked up." He purposely left out why Shawn was at the station and hoped that Gus would over look that.

"Why was Shawn at the station." So much for hope.

"He was being fired."

"WHAT!" Carlton involuntarily flinched.

"Look Guster it's a long story and we didn't have any other choice, let's just leave it at that."

Gus turned a rather impressive shade of red. "NO. You are going to tell me what THE HELL is going on."

"Detective Lassiter, Gus!"

Thank God for small miracles. "McNab this is not a tea party. What the hell is your wife doing here?" Carlton looked the woman up and down noting how she was Buzz's complete opposite, short, petite, and if he wasn't mistaken her eyes burned with anger at his words.

"She saw who took Shawn." All eyes were on the red head and instead of shrinking as Carlton expected she seemed to get taller.

"Ok tell us what the perp looked like."

"Tall and beefy, dark hair. He and Shawn got into a BMW with two women. One was blonde the other was dark haired like the man."

Carlton huffed. "Well that absolutely gives us nothing."

The woman shot daggers at the detective. "If I see his picture I can point him out."

"Alright, McNab take your wife to the database and have her start looking at photos. Guster you come with me."

Gus and Carlton went straight to Karen's office. "Chief?"

Karen pinched the bridge of her nose. "I called Henry but he's not picking up but that means nothing the man is retired so he could be fishing."

"He was at home earlier." Karen looked up at Gus expectantly. "We were there and when Shawn left he all but begged me to take him to his bike, said he had errands to run." Gus grew angry again. "If I knew he was getting fired. I would NEVER have let him go."

Karen rubbed her forehead. "Gus, he printed off a report using McNab's login, McNab got suspended and an IA investigation was opened on every officer Shawn had ever worked with. I didn't have a choice." Realization crossed Gus' face. "But everything was a misunderstanding of sorts and we were trying to call him back."

Gus plopped down in one of the chairs in her office. "Matt Barret."

Karen nodded. "Yes."

"Have you read the report?"

Another nod. "Yes."

"So you know about the history between Henry and Matt."

"Guster, everyone knows that history. The older Spencer started arresting that punk when he was seventeen and in 1995 he assaulted Henry. Henry had two broken ribs and a nasty concussion from it. Barret got five years." A light bulb went off in Carlton's head. "Chief I need Barret's file."

Karen seemed to be following her head detective's train of thought. "Why didn't I think of this sooner?"

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Henry knew his screams were futile but that didn't stop them, even with a raw throat he screamed. Shawn lay in a slowly growing puddle of blood, the knife was still in his back.

"mmmmmpppph!" Henry stopped his shouting at the noise his son made. "Dad?"His voice was rough and almost silent but it was there. Henry shouted through the tape again. Shawn tried to get up but his body wasn't responding so he just lay there. The shouting continued as his vision grayed and he almost gave into unconsciousness again but the smell of smoke wafted over to him. Dad! His father was in danger, he needed to do something. With strength he didn't know he had he pushed himself up his knee, he had to swallow several times as his right leg exploded in pain again. On his left knee he managed to reach his father and tried to unwrap the tape from around one of his arms but his fingers weren't responding like they should have. Henry watched as his son fought through the pain and fumbled with the tape unsuccessfully. He screamed at him to try and get out, to get help but Shawn wasn't listening. The air was quickly becoming thick with smoke and the crackle hiss of fire was becoming louder. Shawn looked at his dad's wild eyes. "Doesn't matter anyways." Henry looked confused for a moment but the confusion left as he watched Shawn reach with his left hand for the knife in his back. "Sorry dad." Shawn ripped the knife out with a yelp and began to cut away the tape from his father's arm. He could feel the blood flow increase from the stab wound but he needed to make sure his dad was going to be OK. As he got the last bit cut away from Henry's right arm the combination of blood loss, smoke inhalation, and the loss of adrenaline he passed out. Henry shouted his name as he smacked in the concrete again. He ripped his arm loose and thanked God that the knife was laying in his lap, grabbing it he winced at the slick feel of the blood that coated it and then he began to saw the tape away with fervor.

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Karen quickly pulled up the report and printed off the photo as Carlton retrieved McNab and his wife. As they walked through the door she held up the photo. "Francine is this the man you saw with Mr. Spencer?"

Francine nodded. "Yeah he had about fifty more pounds of muscle on him but yeah."

"Thank you."

"You did good Frannie." She beamed at her husband.

"We know the who and the possible why but we don't have the where. Detective put a BOLO out on the BMW, hopefully they will be driving it still." Carlton nodded and left. "McNab you can go home now."

The tall man cleared his throat. "With all due respect Chief, Shawn is my friend and I am not going to leave until he is found."

Karen nodded. "OK then, if your wife would like we can have a unit take her home for you."

Buzz went to agree but was stopped by Francine. "I'm staying too. I said some mean things to Shawn and I am not going till he is safe again."

Karen saw the fire behind her eyes it was the same in Gus' eyes as well and she knew better than to argue. "Alright you and Mr. Guster will be allowed to stay but in the break room…"

"Chief!" Carlton came running into the office. "A fire was just called in at Henry Spencer's home."

"Son of a bitch." Carlton looked surprised at her outburst. Karen shrugged it off, grabbed her gun and all but ran out her office. "McNab, Dobson you're coming with us to Henry Spencer's house." Out of the corner of her eye she saw Gus following. "Gus please stay with Francine."

"The hell I will."

Karen sighed. "Alright but you stay in the car we don't know what we're going into."

Buzz gave his wife a quick peck. "He'll be OK Frannie, Shawn is always Ok." Francine gave a quick nod and watched as her husband took his gun and badge and left the station with the chief, Carlton, Gus and a couple of other uniforms.

"Please let him be Ok." She played with the cross on her necklace a bit and sit down on a bench near the entrance of the station. From her vantage point she could see as several cars tore out of the parking lot, lights on and sirens blaring.