I finally updated after almost two months. Sorry about that. It's just that I couldn't figure out how to end the story. Then it hit me. I figured out the perfect way. So, let us proceed.

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35 hours missing

They were at a dead end. There were no more clues and no contact from Jeremy or Madeline. Jack was tapping his pen impatiently at the head of the table.

"Nothing?" he asked suddenly, looking up from his files.

Viv sighed. "You asked us that five minutes ago, Jack. We haven't found anything yet." He nodded and looked back down.

A silence filled the bullpen, only interrupted by the occasional turning of the page and Jack's consistent pen tapping.

Annoyed, Sam glared at Jack. "Will you stop that?" she asked, slightly aggravated. The silence was giving her a headache and the tapping didn't help. "You're more worried than Danny."

Danny, who was sitting opposite her, looked up. "We are running out of time," he softly reminded her, unable to make his voice any louder. He was worried and scared. Who knew what Jeremy would do to Chrys? She was strong, true, but vengeance wasn't something to be taken lightly.

Suddenly, Sam spoke up. "I just realized that we know almost nothing about Chrys," she said, nervously glancing at him. Somehow, he highly doubted she just realized this.

"Well, what do you want to know?" They were getting nowhere, reviewing the files, so why not go over her history? Maybe they would uncover something along the way. Danny reclined in his chair and swept his gaze over the other members of the team before placing it on Sam. They all looked as curious as she did.

"How did you meet her?"

Danny tilted his head to the side before answering. "She got me out of a jam my brother got me into." Sam nodded.

" How?" Martin asked, taking over.

"You met her brother right?"

Jack snorted. "He's a piece of work."

Danny nodded in agreement. "Unofficially, he's the kingpin in the city. If you cross him, you die, but if you hurt his sister, he'll make you suffer." Viv shot him a quizzical look.

"Then why are you still alive?" she asked, meaning well.

He smiled darkly. "As much as he didn't want to admit it, Henry actually liked me. I somehow melded into their family." Danny blinked his eyes suddenly watery. He remembered the day he first met Chrys's brother. She had taken him to her real home, a mansion in the Hampton. He remembered the awed felling that overcame him when the iron wrought gates opened to reveal a picturesque white mansion, the driveway dotted with bright red flowers.

He also remembered the first time he had met Henry. He was an intimidating figure, with an air of command. His cold blue eyes were almost heartless when they looked at him, but immediately softened when they looked a Chrys. He also remembered the way the cold stern frown turned into a happy, soft smile when Chrys ran around the desk to give him a hug. The way he turned to him when Chrys had introduced him to her brother and the way he gave him a nod of approval. He remembered feeling so relieved for some reason. Usually, he didn't care what others thought of him, but with Chrys, it mattered.

Chrys herself was an enigma. After the first time he met her, he had been so curious as to whom she was that he had returned to the same alleyway on several occasions. Almost like she knew he was looking for her, she would occasionally breeze in like a ghost at the most unexpected places. Sometimes they would talk, but the conversation would always be short. Other times, she would pass him with a blithe smile. The only thing consistent about their meeting was in the end, he would always end up wondering if she really existed of if she was a figment of his imagination that her conjured up. Finally, after the umpteenth time, she told him her name, something she always told him was didn't matter.

Maybe that was why he was attracted to her. The mysterious aura she held. The way that no matter what, she would always find a way to smile. Of course that was all in the past.

Suddenly, the phone rang, breaking the silence. Jack snatched it off the cradle and the table was filled with hopeful looks. Maybe they found some thing.

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Really short chapter, I know. But, only one more chapter until the end unless I right an epilogue. Review!