While Jack sleeps, the rest of the team discuss the best way to approach Jack's protection. Each has their own suggestion but they finally agree that if they watch him in pairs and take shifts in doing so. In between, they will try and spend time at the office, using all the resources available to them to prove Marku is linked to the attempt on Jack's life.

Vivienne's biggest concern is keeping Jack's whereabouts a secret. That means not even disclosing it to anyone within the F.B.I. She tells them of her suspicions of a leak within the bureau. They each vow to be extra vigilant and cautious. They were to take extra precautions when coming to the motel, to ensure that they aren't followed. They also had to keep up the pretence that Jack had just died and act accordingly. Each agrees to keep up the deception as long as necessary.

Samantha and Martin take the first shift at the motel. Vivienne and Danny head back to the office to do some investigating. When she gets there, Viv also talks to the sketch artist and is finally able to show Danny and Travers a sketch of the man who was looking for Jack at the hospital. When she returns to her desk, there's a message from Van Doren to call up to her office. It's late when she gets there.

"You know where he is? Is it safe?" Paula enquires.

"Yes, for now," Viv informs her, not divulging much.

"Look, I don't want to know where he is. The more I think about it, the more I think you're right. Very few people know he's still alive. It had to be leaked. I'll give you whatever help you need to do this," Van Doren promises.

"Thank you," Viv replies.

"No, thank you. I know you and the rest of the team will look out for him. Is there anything you need?" she asks.

"We could do with access to the information that Travers has," Viv tells her.

"I'll see what I can do. How is Jack coping?" Paula wonders.

"Very weak and frustrated at his incapacity," Viv informs her.

"What a combination! I can just imagine," she smiles, imagining a gruff and cranky agent.

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Meanwhile, back in the motel room, Martin and Sam are chatting as they drink coffee and eat cookies that they had bought earlier.

"Marku, I can't remember him," Sam admits.

"The Jordano case. The kid witnessed a shooting and the family went on the run. They had to go into witness protection in the end. According to Danny, Jack took the case a bit personally, got into it with Marku," Martin tells her.

"I remember, vaguely," Sam replies.

"Viv's bringing a photo of Marku and the sketch of the guy from the hospital. That should help," Martin says.

"Good. At least we'll know who to watch out for!" Sam says, looking over at the sleeping figure. The painkillers must be strong, she presumed, because Jack appeared to be in a very deep sleep.

"Is he going to be OK?" she asks Martin.

"I hope so. He really shouldn't be out of hospital yet, there's still a risk of infection, the doctor told me," Martin explained.

"Right. We'll keep a close eye on his temperature then," Sam replies, watching the sleeping figure.

"We have the antibiotics in the package from the hospital. Don't worry, Sam, if he takes a turn for the worst, we'll get him straight to a hospital," Martin reassured her.

"I can't help worrying. The sooner we sort this whole situation out the better," she sighed.

Later that night, Viv and Danny leave F.B.I. Headquarters together. They are on their way to relieve Martin and Sam for the night. They deliberately take an indirect route to the motel, taking odd turns and sudden directional changes to try and see if they are being followed. It's not long before Danny pipes up -

"Green sedan, two cars back. It's been there since we left the office,"

"I see it. Let's be sure," Viv suggests, as she pushes the accelerator and speed up. She takes a sudden left and an almost immediate right into an alleyway. She stops the car and turns off the lights. It's not long before the sedan appears, driving slowly, looking for them. Thankfully, they don't see them and drive on past.

Viv restarts the car and cautiously pulls out of the alley. Danny radios in a description of the car and the partial plate that he had seen. Viv followed the sedan at a safe distance for a short while until it pulled up outside a Seven Eleven. She was hoping that the driver would lead them to Marku. Unfortunately he didn't. He entered the store and not long after, the lights came on in the upstairs apartment. They waited around for a while. He never left the building so they noted the address and then proceeded to the motel.

When they get there they tell Sam and Martin about being followed and warned them to be extra vigilant. Jack lies awake in the bed, and hears their whispering.

"There's no need to whisper. I'm awake," he says. "What's going on?"

"Oh, nothing really," Danny replies unconvincingly.

"I wasn't born yesterday, now what's happened?" Jack insists.

"Danny and I were followed when we left the office. We managed to lose him but I doubt if they'll give up that easily," Viv tells him.

"Look, you don't have to hide things from me. I know the situation and I appreciate what you're doing," Jack says, trying to acknowledge the risks they are taking.

Nothing much else is said. Sam and Martin leave for the night. For the remainder of the night, Danny watches anxiously through the window, each time a car pulls in to the parking lot. It was going to be a long night.

Next morning, Sam and Martin arrive early to sit with Jack. They bring coffee and bagels to the others. Sam is pleased to see Jack sitting up in bed and hungry. After a breakfast of bagels and coffee, Danny and Viv head to work.

They find Mike Travers and they tell him about what had happened the night before. Travers agrees to get a search warrant for the flat above the Seven Eleven. When the search warrant comes through, Travers allows Danny and Viv to tag along. When they arrive, there's no one home. They break in the door. The place is small and sparse. It smells of damp and garbage. They search each of the 4 rooms. Travers is called to the kitchen by one of his team.

"Well look here," he says as he is shown the contents of a silver/grey hard covered case. "We may just have found our shooter."

He orders the weapon be taken to forensics and ballistics for testing. Vivienne and Danny head back downstairs to question the shop owner about his tenant.

"What can you tell us about the guy who lives upstairs?" Danny asks.

"Not much. He's only been here for a couple of weeks. He keeps to himself. I think he's Scandanavian or Russian. I don't see much of him. He's out by early morning and doesn't get back until late most nights," he tells them.

"Do you know if he has a job?" Viv asks.

"He told me he was working at the docks. I didn't ask where," the shopkeeper told them.

"Have you ever seen this man?" Danny asks, showing him a photo of Marku.

"Nope," he replies confidently.

"That camera, does it work?" Danny asks, referring to the surveillance camera above the cashier's desk.

"Yeah," the shopkeeper nods.

"Can we have a look at last nights tapes?" Viv wonders.

"Sure, they're out back. I'll show you," he replies, as he directs them into a store room at the rear of the shop. He gives them the tapes and they thank him for his help, before leaving.

Back at the office, the techs pull a pretty clear of their guy picture from the store tape. They run it through a national database but cannot find a match. They then try the Interpol database. One name pops up, Olaf Pederov, a former Ukranian soldier with known links to the Albanian mafia, and wanted in connection with the murder of several high profile people in Eastern Europe.

"This has to be our guy," Danny announces.

"I think you're right. Looks like the guy from the hospital. I'm pretty sure our friend Marku also has ties to the Albanian mafia," Viv remembers.

"Now that you mention it, I remember talk of his mafia ties during the Jordano case," Danny says.

"Even if this is our guy and Marku is paying for the job, why does he want Jack dead?" Viv asks.

"I'm not sure. Maybe we should pay Mr. Marku a visit," Danny suggests.

"OK. I'll let Travers know," Viv says, before picking up the phone.

"So where to first?" Danny asks, as he sits into the driver's seat.

"Try the Auto Shop first," Viv suggests.

They had a number of different business addresses for Marku. He had interests in several dubious operations. They pulled up outside the Auto Shop and walk inside the work-shop. Danny approaches one of the mechanics who is working on an engine.

"I need to see Sadiq," Danny says too him. "Is he here?"

"Who wants to know?" the mechanic asks.

"F.B.I.," Danny says, pulling out his credentials and shoving them in his face.

"He's not here," the guy replies and puts his head back under the hood of the car.

"Then you won't mind if we have a look for ourselves," Viv says to him.

The mechanic doesn't reply or even look up from the car. Danny and Viv take a walk around but, besides a handful of mechanics, there was no one else around. As they returned to the car, Danny asks Viv "Where next?"

"The Blue Moon Club," she replies.

As they drive off, the mechanic is quick to go to the office and makes a phone call to Marku. He tips him off that he's about to receive a visit. Marku decides to arrange a welcome for the agents.

Danny and Viv park close to the Blue Moon Club. It late in the evening by now and darkness is descending. As they walk through the parking lot they notice a group of men watching them. They nervously continue towards the club. One of the men approaches them and stands in front of them, blocking their way.

"This is a member's only club," the man says, trying to intimidate them.

"Here's my membership card," Danny says cockily, flashing his I.D. The man in front nods to the group behind, and before they have time to react, Viv is grabbed from behind in an arm lock. Danny is punched in the kidneys and floored. By now, there are five 'heavies' manhandling the two agents into a dark alleyway at the side of the club. There, they disarm the two agents.

"We are Federal Officers. What do you want?" Viv says venomously.

"You're going to tell me where you've taken Jack Malone," the intimidating one replies.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Jack Malone is dead," Viv answers.

"Wrong answer," the guy replies and then hits Danny in the face with the butt of his own pistol. Danny is held up by two of the men. He spits blood from his mouth as he utters several expletives.

"I'll ask you nicely once more, where is he?" he asks menacingly, as he leans in close to Viv's face. She swallows hard as he trails the barrel of Danny's gun along her temple.

"I've told you already. He died three days ago. We're here investigating his murder," Viv insists.

Her interrogator shakes his head in mock despair. This signals an onslaught of blows to her partner's torso and head.

"No, please stop, you'll kill him," she pleads.

"Look sister, if you won't tell us where he is, we'll have to give you a message for him," he tells her, before pistol-whipping her. She slumps to the ground, unconscious. A van pulls up and the two injured agents are thrown into the back. They are driven to the E.R. and dumped from the van. Hospital staff and bystanders are shocked at what they witness. Vivienne was already conscious when she was thrown from the side door of the van. As she hits the ground she injures her hip, but is not seriously injured. Danny is still unconscious when he hits the ground. Vivienne crawls over to him and calls out for help. It doesn't take long before a number of hospital staff surrounds the stricken agents.

"Is he going to be alright?" Viv asks, more concerned for Danny than for herself.

"We need to get him inside and examine him and get someone to look you over," the nurse tells her.

Viv searches for her cell phone and is relieved to find that it's still in her pocket.

Back at the motel, Martin and Jack are watching t.v. when Martin's phone rings.

"Fitzgerald," he answers.

"Martin, it's Viv," she replies.

"Where are you? We were expecting you an hour ago. Jack's getting grumpy from hunger," he jokes, smiling over at Jack. Jack glares back at him.

"I'm at the hospital. Danny and I were jumped by a group of Marku's goons. They beat Danny up pretty badly," Vivienne explains.

"Is he alright?" Martin asks. The question causes Jack to turn his attention to Martin and the phone call.

"He's still unconscious. They're examining him now. Martin, they know Jack's alive," she tells him.

"What?!" he exclaims.

"I don't know how, but they do. Attacking us was supposed to send a signal to Jack. Don't tell him what's happened, okay? Not yet," she asks.

"Sure," Martin replies, looking at Jack's enquiring expression. He knows there is something after happening.

"I'll stay with Danny tonight. Will you guys be okay for another night?" she wonders.

"Yeah. Everything's fine here. We'll see you tomorrow then?" Martin says, trying to act as though there was nothing wrong. He hangs up. Almost immediately Jack asks,

"Everything O.K?"

"Yeah. Just Viv and Danny won't be coming over tonight. Em, Danny had a little accident at work and ended up in the E.R.," Martin lied.

"What kind of accident?" Jack asks curiously.

"According to Viv, he, eh, slipped in the men's room and cracked his head off the sink. Ended up with a concussion," Martin explains.

"Jeez, it could only happen to Taylor," Jack comments, shaking his head slowly. "So I guess it's just us for the night. Have to order out then! Italian or Chinese food?"

"Chinese," Martin answers, trying to hide the worry he was feeling for his friend.