Title: Police Academy – Becoming Blue
Chapter 10 – Kidnapped!

HELP ME! Jamie's mind calls in vain as he tries to find some give in the tight bonds keeping him captive. He hears Garth and Aaron laughing at his helpless predicament in the body of the car, taunting his condition by calling his name and making mocking remarks.

"Having fun golden boy?" Garth calls out.

"Yeah not so tough now are ya?" Aaron snickers as he pulls his phone and then shows Garth a picture he had quickly snapped before the truck was closed.

"What the hell is that?"

"A small souvenir."

"Get rid of that you moron!" Garth growls as he looks at his hand, the obvious tattoo showing that he was part of it also.

"Yeah…yeah I will…just like looking at it," Aaron smiles as he looks at the picture of Jamie bound and gagged in the trunk of the car; not realizing that it would come back to haunt him later.

Jamie's body tries to flex, cursing the fact that his bound ankles were pulled up and then secured with more tape close to his tightly bound wrists. His fingers frantically feel for something he can use…anything to at least cut the hogtie free. With his heart pounding and sweat drenching his brow and neck, he can only imagine what Garth has in store for him. He can't kill me right? He can't…

His fingers finally rest on what feels like a small screwdriver and quickly grasp it, his mind yelling at him to get busy and cut the tape; at least with his feet able to move about he could kick the top of the trunk and hopefully draw attention to his helpless predicament.

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"Maybe he couldn't make it…he had to work last Saturday," Matt pipes up.

"Yeah but he said he'd be here," Tom frowns. "I don't know man…somethin's up."

"Like what?" Maria inquires.

"That jerk Garth…I don't know…I saw him hovering around when I was giving Jamie directions."

"You think he'd do something?"

"Wouldn't put it past him…you've all seen how he makes comments and such."

"Yeah but that's all its been…just hot air from a real windbag," Matt reminds them, none of them of course realizing about the run-in at the library.

"I still wanna call his brother," Tom suggests.

"What if you get him into trouble? You know telling on him and such," Emma suggests. "I'd be mad if it was nothing and you told on me."

"Yeah but if you were in trouble, you'd have wanted me to right?"

"Go with your gut man…" Matt concedes. "Otherwise we'll not hear the end until you do."

"Right," Tom frowns as he dials the precinct he knows where Danny works out of, hoping to at least get his cell number and then call him. I hope you're okay Jamie and I'm just overreacting for nothing.

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HELP! Jamie tries once more in vain, the cloth and tape gag keeping his calls to a few soft whimpers. The car starts to slow and his heart rate to speed up. Where am I? What the hell's going on? His fingers with the small screwdriver in them that had nearly broken through some of the tape, relax as the car comes to a complete stop and footsteps are heard.

"Liking the luxury treatment?" Garth mocks as he opens the trunk, Jamie squinting up at his two captors. "Whadda ya say? He looks pretty scared to me," he snickers as he roughly pats Jamie's flushed cheek.

LET ME GO! Jamie shouts in vain.

"Oh what's that? Sorry yeah we can't hear you," Aaron smirks as he takes another picture.

"Stop it with the pictures already," Garth warns as Aaron puts his phone away.

"No way I like it."

"Awww all tied up and no where to go. Well that's okay because we have some place for you to go. A nice watery grave!" Garth taunts before he slams the door shut.

WHAT? Jamie's mind races in complete fear. He hears the cruel laughter as his heart nearly explodes, his mind racing for a way to make himself known to the outside world. He bites back a small sob and commands himself to focus once more on his escape; but as he ponders his would be fate, his mind starts to sink into despair and he slumps back in captive defeat. Danny…Danny you gotta help me…please you gotta help me.

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"Some kid calling for you," Demarcus hands the phone to Danny just as he nears his desk.

"Some kid? I have two and each of them has his own name," Danny mutters. "I told Linda I'd be home an…"

"No some kid named Tom."

"Tom?" Danny mouths as Demarcus shrugs before handing him the phone. "Yeah this is Danny Reagan. Who's this?"

"Uh this is Tom…Tom Sawyer."

"Tom Sawyer?" Danny arches his brows, making his partner look up in wonder. "Okay Tom Sawyer, what's up?"

"It's about my friend…your brother Jamie…he's um…"

"He's what?" Danny demands in haste.

"Okay well tonight we are having a study group and he said he'd be here…but um that was about half hour ago and he's still not here. I don't think he's working or he could be…I don't know but I just have this feeling something's not right. Do you know where he is?"

"Not at the moment," Danny answers simply. Jamie was more than responsible, he was almost anal with his time management, if he said he'd be there he'd be there. "Okay I'll look into it."

"There's been some kid named Garth giving him a hard time at the academy and such but um…well I don't want to point fingers or anything."

"Okay thanks. I'll take care of it."

"What?" Demarcus inquires as Danny hangs up and starts to dial another number.

"Not sure yet," Danny frowns as he dials Jamie's cell number.

Jamie's ears pick up the somewhat muffled ring of his cell phone, his knapsack underneath him, the phone out of reach. The phone! Get the phone! His mind yells. He had heard it earlier but until his body shifted he wasn't sure where the bag could be. His fingers drop the screwdriver in favor of trying to get the cell phone and at least turn it on.

"Come on kid, pick up…" Danny nervously strums the top of his desk with a pen before he hangs up.

"No answer?"

"No and it's not like him to just not show up without an explanation. Gosh if he had his way, he'd send a Hallmark for being five minutes later for family dinner," Danny smirks before he frowns again. Garth! So others had seen it also. I swear if he's done anything to Jamie…his mind trails off as he calls his father's home, asking Henry if Jamie had come back home.

"Not at home…" Danny's agitation starts to grow as he dials Sydney. "Not with his fiancé."

"And not answering his phone?"

"Nope," Danny huffs as he places the phone back down on the receiver.

"He still pissed at you?"

"He's not the kind to play games…even if he didn't want not talk to me, he'd have told someone where he is," Danny relates in truth. "Something's up."

"You think it's this Garth kid?"

"My gut says yes."

"I hate it when it does that," Demarcus smirks. "So what's your plan? You can't just go over there and shake him down without cause."

"I'm upset…that's cause enough."

"Maybe so, but you know his father has pull and you said it yourself…you could make things worse for Jamie."

"You suggesting I let this go? My brother is missing!" Danny gently growls.

"Just reminding you of the facts. But I don't want to downplay your concern. Now you called his cell right?"

"Yeah, so?"

"And it rang?"

"Yeah but he didn't answer. What's your point?"

"So if it's active, maybe we can get it tracked and at least find out where he's at."

"Okay who can do that for us?"

"I know a guy."

"You know a guy," Danny huffs. "Okay call your guy."

Danny watches Demarcus start to find the number as he quickly calls Linda and tells her he'll be a bit later than promised – it was an urgent police matter. Where the hell are you kid? I swear you better be okay…damn it!

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Call again…please call again…Jamie's mind begs as his fingers fumble with the zipper on his backpack. With the crude hogtie still in effect, it was a rather arduous task to try to effectively get the small electronic device, his lungs gasping for air through his nose and his back literally soaked from nervous sweat.

He finally reaches the phone, but with his fingers sweaty and unable to really remember which buttons were which, he could only pray the phone makes it into his back pocket and Garth not find it.

After the phone was securely stowed away, Jamie's fingers once again try to find the screwdriver and continue his work on the tape hogtie; finally cutting all the way through and allowing his body the chance to stretch out a bit. He feels the car starting to slow a bit more and takes the opportunity to bang on the top of the trunk, praying they were perhaps stopped at a streetlight and people would hear and question.

"Nice try golden boy!" Garth calls out as he turns up his stereo, the pounding base all but effectively masking Jamie's feeble attempts at being heard.

No! No…someone has to hear me…please hear me! Jamie's mind laments as his body slumps down in defeat. Trying to call for help with the effective gag in place was moot and now Garth had taken away his only chance at being noticed. He tries to kick upward on the trunk roof once more as the car speeds away, the music dying and Garth yelling at him in anger.

"You'll pay for doing that Reagan!" Garth hisses as he looks over at Aaron who shrugs.

"So he found something to cut his hogtie with…so what? He's still ours right?"

"Mine…he's still mine!" Garth reminds him. "He's my warning message to his brother."

Warning message? To my brother? Jamie's mind ponders. What? Danny's not behind this? Of course not! Your brother would never get two guys to kidnap and try or even threaten to kill you! But…but he said this was for Danny….what the hell's going on? It didn't matter because as soon as the car starts to slow for the last time, Jamie's mind instantly panics. His nose picks up the faint smell of sea water and Garth's haunting words slam into him full force. A watery grave…

HELP ME! Jamie tries once more, kicking at the trunk until it finally pops open and he's greeted with two snarls; the lips showing through the black mask. It didn't matter if the faces were covered, he knows its Garth and Aaron by their voices and the names he's been called.

"How has the hospitality been so far?" Garth sneers as he grabs Jamie by the front of his sweater and merely lifts his captive frame upward, dragging him from the trunk and allowing his bound body to crash to the ground, landing on his phone and breaking it.

Jamie's gagged lips offer a muffled grunt under the tape, Garth smiling at his helpless prey.

"Yeah not so special now are ya?" Garth laughs as he kicks Jamie in the stomach, Jamie's eyes instantly closing from pain; his bound wrists unable to defend himself.

"When do we kill him?" Aaron asks, making Jamie instantly look up in a panic.

"Well..." Garth bends down to Jamie and grins. "Or we could stall? Would you like that golden boy?"

Yes damn you! Jamie nods, eliciting a small nod of approval from his captor.

"Okay on one condition."

What? What the hell is he talking about?

"Here's the condition…your life in return for your dropping out of the Police Academy."

WHAT? He can't be serious.

"So you can either nod yes for a watery grave…" Garth pauses, "or nod yes for your life."

Jamie just narrows his eyes but doesn't nod, praying that Garth was just bluffing and the death threat not real.

"Damn you're stubborn! Must run in the family. Bring him."

NO! Jamie's lips shout in vain, his body trying to struggle against his two captors as they each take an arm and start to drag him toward the edge of the pier.

HELP ME! SOMEONE HELP ME! Jamie tries to yell, his lungs dry and his chest heaving.

Garth looks over at Aaron and winks before laughing at Jamie's struggles. "Here comes the water golden boy. Option B is still on the table."

HELP ME! SOMEONE…OH GOD SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!

"No? Okay say hi to the fishes for us," Garth snickers as they near the edge, Jamie's eyes widening as his body once again tries to rebel against the two men holding him captive.

This can't be…this can't be happening…his mind reels in despair. But just before he's tossed into the water, his two captors veer to the right and start to drag him toward a small fishing shack. What the hell's going on?

Jamie is wrestled into the darkened building and dragged through the first room, toward a small back closet and fairly dumped before the door, giving him a small window of opportunity to allow his heart rate to lower; a very small window.

"Get me a chair," Garth tells Aaron as he kneels down to Jamie's flushed face, laughing at his panicked expression very evident in the dimly lit room. "See I have somewhere I gotta be…so we're just gonna leave you here all nice and secure and then come back. If you have escaped or attempt to escape, I'm gonna make sure that next time…my threat comes through. Do you understand me?"

Jamie looks up and once again narrows his eyes, his teeth gritting against the damp cloth in his mouth.

"I ASKED YOU A DAMN QUESTION!" Garth yells before he hits Jamie once more, making Jamie completely sink to the floor.

"Here."

"Ah thanks."

Aaron brings in the chair into the room and both of them prop Jamie's still bound frame into it before, much to his horror, Aaron starts to wrap the tape around his chest, effectively pinning him to the chair; his struggles doing nothing to stop his further restraint. Next his legs were taped down and then his ankles until he couldn't move at all.

"Hope you are enjoying the hospitality," Garth smirks as he rips off one more piece of tape and holds it up to Jamie's face. "And I really hope you're not afraid of the dark," he mocks before he pushes the tape down over his eyes, sealing out the last vestige of hope.

Garth…don't do this! Jamie mumbles in vain as both of his captors stand back to admire their handiwork.

"Now that's a Kodak moment," Garth laughs as he takes a picture with his own camera and then once again pats Jamie on the cheek. "See you soon golden boy and when I get back I will expect a firm answer, YOU UNDERSTAND!" He growls before him and Aaron push Jamie into the small dark closet and slam the door shut, locking it and then heading back outside, cruel laughter left to remind Jamie of his predicament.

Help me! Jamie tries to struggle…desperate to find any kind of wiggle room in the tight bonds keeping him captive. He slumps back, fearfully listening to the silence as it starts to build around him. This can't be happening…surely Tom would have noticed and called…maybe he called Danny…please let him have called Danny.

But then Jamie's mind reminds him that he did infer to Tom that there was a possibility that he wasn't coming. In that case, then no call would be made and he was facing a real threat to his very existence – no help was coming and he could possibly die tonight. He wasn't about to give in to such petty demands as he knows Danny or his father never would. But was the alternative? Death? This can't be…this can't be happening…Danny you hafta find me…please you hafta find me in time.

"So where are we going?"

"To establish an alibi," Garth replies as they get into the car, Jamie's stuff still in the trunk. "Let's see him get out of that."

"There's no way, we taped him up real good," Aaron boasts.

"Good."

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"What the hell do you mean the signal's lost?" Danny snaps as he looks over at the man Demarcus had called and they went to see about tracking Jamie's phone. "It was just there. Where'd it go?"

"Well don't forget this isn't real time," the electronics tech, Lin reminds them.

"Real time…no time…I don't care what the hell time it is, where is my brother?" Danny demands, Demarcus just shaking his head.

"Okay your brother's cell signal stopped here…"

"The waterfront? Can you get me an address?"

"I can give you this…" Lin writes down an area. "That's all I have…if he's with his cell phone…its somewhere there…sorry that's the best I can do."

"It will do, thanks," Demarcus thanks his friend before hurrying after Danny. "Let me drive, my head is clearer."

"The waterfront? What the hell is he doing down by the damn waterfront?" Danny growls as they race outside and get into the unmarked police cruiser, Demarcus driving.

"Maybe he…I don't know man but I'm sure he's okay."

"Okay…yeah he better be okay...or else," Danny huffs as he looks out the window and then back down at the computer printout in his fingers. The waterfront…kid what the hell are you doing there?

A/N: So what happens when Danny finds Jamie? Or will he find him? Will Garth and Aaron come back and see Danny there? And how will Danny ultimately stop Garth? Lots a head so please do review and please stay tuned for more! thanks again!