Disclaimer: I own nothing if I did we would see a lot more of Leonard Snart.

Hi guys! I just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas! Here's a little present for you!

And yes, before anybody asks this is the day Len finally finds out!

I know it's late but better late than never! Happy Holidays hope you all had a good one.

Enjoy.

Barry woke up to completely different surroundings; he seemed to be sheltered by a collection of branches formed like a dome, shielding him from last nights chill along with a fire that recently seemed to burn out. There was full cloud coverage in the sky today, there wasn't a single ray of sun, and it looked like there was going to be a strong chance of rain.

He sat up and realized his shoulder didn't hurt as much, he looked down and saw that his bandage had been changed; it looks like Wells had paid him another visit. Barry inwardly shuddered; the fact that the man had been around him while he was unconscious was unsettling. For someone who seemed to hate him he seemed very well invested in keeping him alive.

Nothing made sense anymore. He was starting to wonder if he was ever going to get found, it was already on day four and there was no indication that his friends were any closer to finding him.

Barry was doing his best to keep his emotions at bay, he was a superhero for God's sake! But he didn't have his powers now, he didn't have Cisco or Caitlin's voices in his ear, or Joe's keen eyes watching out for him, he was all alone and that terrified him. Barry was at the mercy of one of Central City's worst criminals, as well as a deranged psychopath from the future. Everyday seemed to be getting worst than the last, and he didn't know how to fix it.

A loud gunshot rang into the air jolting Barry out of his thoughts. Barry jumped from his spot and started to run, not bothering to look for Lewis, he wasn't going to take that chance.

Joe heaved a heavy sigh running his hands down his face, his days were only getting worse and worse. Five days had gone by and they weren't any closer to finding Barry since the day he was missing.

He was doing everything he possibly could. They had combed every single inch of the slums. Interrogated every homeless person who regulated the area. It was an unspoken rule among the precinct that anybody not looking for Snart was out there looking for Barry. While it may have been the mayor's and chief top priority to find Lewis snart, the precinct's priority was to find Barry. The men and women of this precinct were putting their jobs and themselves on the line for Barry. He couldn't ask them for anything more.

But five days of not seeing Barry, not knowing if he was safe, if he was alive or dead...

He threw a chair against the wall in frustration, an action that did not go unnoticed by the others. Eddie immediately sprang into action.

"Joe come on let's go." He said grabbing Joe's shoulders and leading him out the door. "Cap we're taking an hour!

"Take two!" David yelled back, shaking his head. This was really taking a toll on Joe, hell it was taking a toll on everybody.

His cell phone started to ring.

"Yeah?"

Captain." Roberts voice came through. "We need you by the docks. We found something. It doesn't look good."

"Is it Snart or Barry?"

"It's Barry captain, you just...just get here. Fast."

The dial tone indicated the call had ended, and David blew a weary sigh, praying to God that it wasn't what he feared it to be.

Oliver and Roy jumped from roof to roof. Two days since they arrived at Central City but since then they haven't had any more luck than the CCPD even with Oliver's 'interrogation' methods.

Roy bumped shoulders with Oliver and pointed out another homeless scuttering away.

"Number 45, here we come."

(Flashback)

"...irresponsible! Careless! Stupid!" Oliver shouted while pacing back and forth.

"This is nothing." Roy said in Cisco's shellshocked ear. "Wait until Felicity gets ahold of you."

"Three days!?" Oliver repeated. "Three days until you tell us that Barry is missing! Do you have ANY idea what could have happened to him in three days!"

"I think they got it Oliver." Digg said finally taking pity on the silent scientists. They looked absolutely terrible and he was sure they felt even worse.

"This is what happens when you don't take things seriously!" Oliver lectured, "You guys think this all a big game just because your criminals have powers and stupid nicknames."

"Hey!" Cisco protested.

"Enough!" Felicity shouted, she wanted to get a few shots in too, but the main focus had to be about finding Barry. "Fighting will get us nowhere and we have to find Barry now."

"What do you guys have?" Digg asked.

"All we have is his last known location which is in the Slums." Cisco said. "But the cops have scoped every inch of that place and they haven't found anything."

"Who else know about his disappearance?" Oliver asked.

"Just the cops and Iris." Caitlin answered. "We didn't want his disappearance getting into the media right now."

"Good." Oliver nodded, "Nice to know you're doing something right."

"Oliver." Digg warned.

"Better hope this last mistake doesn't wind up with him dead!"

"Oliver!" Felicity reprimanded.

Oliver left the room without another word.

Caitlin suddenly burst into tears and Felicity forgetting her indignation for the moment ran to comfort her, she ran to Caitlin's side and wrapped her arms around her.

"He didn't mean it Caitlin."

"Yes he did." Caitlin cried out, "And he's right, it's been four days now and we still can't find him! What if he's dead?! It's all our fault."

"She's right." Cisco said quietly. "We're the ones who dragged him into this. If it hadn't been for us he wouldn't have been involved in any of this. Wells, the particle accelerator, the Flash."

"Barry made his choice." Felicity said, "Even if you hadn't helped him he would've done it all on his own. He was lucky to have you guys to help him."

"If he was lucky none of this would have happened to him in the first place." Cisco said.

(End Flashback)

Felicity had ripped him a new one once she had calmed Cisco and Caitlin down and she had yelled at him saying that Barry would be ashamed of how he had torn into his friends and how he wasn't the only person worried about Barry.

Since their first meeting Oliver had felt a sort of responsibility for Barry, more so when Barry got his powers. Oliver felt comfortable saying that Barry was on of the few friends he had left on this world and it infuriated him that one of the few times Barry needed him most he wasn't there.

For the last two days he and Roy had been questioning all the seedy characters known to hang around the Slums, since that was the only lead they had to go on.

Unsurprisingly no one was forthcoming, even with Oliver's 'interrogation' methods. No one recognized the picture of Barry they showed around.

"Oliver." Digg's voice came through the radio. "I've been listening to the police scanner. They just called in their captain, they said something about Barry."

"Where?" Oliver asked in a rush. "Where did they say they were?"

"Near one of the ditches in Highway 80." Digg said, "They said something about it looking bad."

"Follow up." Oliver ordered. "Roy and I will stay here. See what we can find."

"Alright, I'll let you know if I find anything." He started the van, praying that it wasn't what he was starting to believe it would be.

Barry's hands and fingers were raw and bloody, his voice was hoarse from all the yelling and screaming he did. He had been stuck at the bottom of the hole for two days and he was on the verge of losing his mind.

He had no contact with anybody else, he hadn't seen Lewis or Wells and at first he was relieved but he had never been good with solitude. He was a social person, he always liked to be around other people.

For the last two days he had been stuck at an old dried up well. It wasn't particularly large, it was about 14 feet wide, there was a little room for him to get up and walk around, there was dirt, leaves, and animal carcasses across the floor, some of the carcasses were fairly recent, but that wasn't what disturbed Barry the most. What got to him was the obvious nail marks into the stone walls of the well, he had seen a name carved towards the very bottom.

'Leonard'

He had never realized just how horrible a childhood Leonard Snart had.

(Flashback)

Barry was surprised at how long he was running, the adrenaline must've been pumping by the gallons by the way Barry was going. Lewis had came close a couple of times, but Barry was determined not to let himself get caught, he didn't want to find out what Lewis had in store for him next.

Just as he had turned his head while he was running, he failed to see the branch that was in front of him, he tripped over it and rolled a couple of times on the ground, then he felt the ground underneath him disappear and then he was falling. Everything was happening to quickly and before he knew it he was on solid ground again with a lot more pain than he had felt moments ago.

He panted heavily and gingerly sat up, making sure to check if he had broken bones, which luckily enough he didn't. He looked up and saw he was about 40 feet below, and there was nothing he could see but the small hole of sky, there were remnants of a net that had obviously been used to hide the hole. A minute later Lewis's face came into view and he had that same smug smile.

"Looks like you found one of my traps." He said, "This was always a favorite spot for me and my son. I always liked to see how resourceful he could become in the most dire of circumstances. Seems like you could use one of those lessons."

Barry froze, did that mean he was going to leave him here all alone?

Lewis threw another satchel down there. It was more of the bars and water.

"Don't worry, like I said you won't die."

Death was starting to sound like a reprieve for Barry.

(End)

Five days had passed and still no one had found him. It was getting harder and harder for Barry to keep his hope alive.

Singh got out of his car and was greeted by the sight of flashing sirens and yellow police tape strewn across the way. He nodded to a couple of passerby officers and walked towards Roberts as he was the senior officer in charge.

"What happened?" Singh asked, "What did you find?"

Roberts had a somber look on his face and handed out his arms to one of the passing techs who wordlessly gave him a clear evidence bag. When Roberts showed him to him, he could clearly see the contents inside. Singh's blood ran cold.

"Oh my God."

It was Barry's messenger bag, half of it was soaked in blood.

"We looked through and found everything in tact." Roberts said. "His wallet, computer, and notes, nothing was disturbed. The area where we found the bag was soaked in blood as well."

"H-how much blood was there?" David had to fight to gain his voice back.

"The techs estimated at least four liters." Roberts almost whispered.

Four liters, almost 75% of his blood. Nobody could survive that.

David closed his eyes and reigned in his emotions. "Did you find...did you find anything else?"

Translation: Did they find a body?

"No, and we've been...looking." Roberts said, eyeing the large amount of dirt they had accumulated from the digging.

"Joe doesn't know yet?" David asked.

"No sir." Roberts shook his head, "We're sure, that's why I called you cell instead of putting it out on the scanners. I didn't think this was news he should hear over the radio."

"You're right," David said, "This isn't something you learn over the radio, I'll tell him once he gets back from his break."

He cleared his throat and straightened himself. "When I give the word, make sure to tell all units that this is no longer a missing persons case...it's just become a homicide."

"Yes sir." Roberts said, in a barely contained voice. As one of Joe's closer colleagues, Roberts had gotten to know Barry, he was there for the birthday parties, celebrated graduations, and even helped organized a welcoming party when Barry had made his way as a forensic assistant with the force, he even had a badge made for him.

This wasn't easy on David either, despite his outward appearance he was pretty fond of him as well. He remembered when he first came out to the precinct, it was before he had made captain, and when he had announced that he was getting married, Barry had been about thirteen and when everyone had assumed that it was a woman he corrected them immediately telling them it was a guy. He was met with silence for a minute until Barry broke it by congratulating him and saying his new husband would be set for life, causing everyone else to laugh and easing the tension in the room. Barry was one of the few people who had accepted his sexuality without any constraints as if being gay was the most natural thing in the world. He didn't know it then, but Barry's kindness gave him the courage to never deny who he was to other people again.

This was a hard hit on the entire precinct, but most especially on Joe.

How was he supposed to tell him his son was dead.

'Presumed.' he thought, 'presumed dead.'

But it was hopeless and he knew it, nobody could survive that much blood loss.

Without another word David walked back to his car, his heart heavy from loss, making his 30 second walk feel like an hour. He stepped inside and drove a few miles down the road when he felt a safe distance away he stepped outside and started banging his fist on the car's hood, and started screaming in frustration, allowing himself to feel the grief and anger he couldn't show in front of his men.

Once he had let everything out a resolution came to mind; whoever was responsible for this would pay. He didn't care how long it took or how damaging to his career it would be.

He would get justice for Barry Allen.

"Are we ready?" Leonard had asked. "Remember I want him back alive."

Today was the day of the meeting and Lisa was accompanying Mark and Shawna, he didn't approve but she had emphasized that she needed to make sure that Lewis was actually going to be there and she could make a positive id. Mark had pointed out that they had seen the picture of Lewis and knew what he looked like. She rebutted saying that he could disguise himself, she wasn't going to let him slip through the fingers again.

Len was forced to stay behind at the safe house with Hartley while Mick and Bivolo would provide back-up for Lisa and the others. Hartley said he was close to getting back a few of the deleted files in Ruttenberg's phone. Len had told him not to bother with it since they were getting their hands on Lewis soon enough, but Hartley didn't listen, taking Ruttenberg's secrecy and encryption as a challenge against his intelligence.

"Go in, i.d. him and then leave." Len had told her repeatedly as she put her wig on and finished with her make up.

"I get it alright Lenny." Lisa said, she appreciated his concern but he was starting to get overbearing.

"Be careful." Len whispered.

Lisa gave him a small smile and a light punch to his shoulder.

"Relax Jerk." She said, "It's going to be fine."

"Lisa you ready!" Shawna called out.

"Coming!" Lisa shouted back.

She gave Len a quick hug, and made her way towards Mark and Lisa, they were going to drive the camaro they stole, and Mick and Bivolo would follow them. Despite his cool appearance Len's stomach was in knots. After twenty years he was going to be face to face with his father again.

"I've almost got it." Hartley muttered to himself.

Len rolled his eyes in exasperation. "I told you to give it a rest Piper."

"You're not the least bit curious to what this man has to hide?" Hartley asked, keeping his eyes on the screen. "He could have evidence of your father's next crime spree."

"Seeing how he's going to be in my grasp in the next few hours, no I don't." Len said calmly, "His plans were never good anyways, they were always half-cocked, and spontaneous."

"Even so, this Ruttenberg hides his files very well, I want to see how he does it."

"You do that." Len said, "Go ahead and waste your time but stop wasting mine."

Ruttenberg told them to meet in the same place as before, Lisa was coming under the guise as Mark's sister, and Len made sure to emphasize how important her safety was. Mick would have gone with them, but he was too well known as Len's partner.

Lisa wrinkled her nose in disgust, "Men always pick the filthiest places to meet. Why is that?"

"You-"

"Quiet." Shawna hissed. "We're already there."

Sure enough they were greeted by the same warehouse that Shawna and Mark had been two days ago. There was a significant drop in attendance numbers and Lewis and Ruttenberg were nowhere in sight. Lisa nodded to Mark and Shawna and they separated so they could survey the entire room.

"My dad always did like to make a dramatic entrance." Lisa muttered, flicking her eyes in every direction.

"You good to go?" Mick's voice rang in her ear.

"Not yet." Lisa said in a low voice. "He's nowhere in sight."

Ruttenberg came through one of the doorways and made his way towards the center of the crowd. He gave Mark and Shawna a nod in recognition which they returned. They looked her way for the signaland she gave them an imperceptible shake of her head. They needed to wait for Lewis, he was the target.

"Good, all the smart ones came." Ruttenberg said. "My partner is on his way and we'll be waiting for him to hear the details of the job he has lined up. Until then you're all more than welcome to use this time to introduce yourselves to your new allies."

"I thought we were here to get paid, not a therapy circle." One of the men's voices rang out.

Lisa blew her breath, this was going to be a long meeting.

"Got it!" Hartley's voice echoed in the silent house interrupting Len's silent brooding.

"Damn it can you be any louder!" Len yelled from his seat.

"I've cracked his code." Hartley repeated.

"Congratulations." Len said flatly. "One nerd beats another nerd."

"...Cold...I think you want to come see this." Hartley said.

Len rolled his eyes and blew an exasperated breath. He couldn't believe he was stuck here with Hartley, he should have tagged the others like he wanted to.

"What is it now?" Len asked.

He couldn't see much on the screen except for a bunch of opened windows.

"I was right." Hartley said. "Ruttenberg was communicating with your father."

"We already knew that." Len said, "What's your point?"

"I mostly found text messages and phone calls," Hartley explained, "I dated it back to their earliest message to each other and Lewis had sent Ruttenberg a picture. Your father was running surveillance on you. I've got the dialogue for the phone call too."

"What about Lisa?" he asked, barely keeping the worry out of his voice.

"No, just you."

"How can you be sure?" Len asked.

"Because this was the only photograph that he took." Hartley pulled out the copy of the photograph he had printed and handed it to Len.

It was a picture of him and Barry, but it was clearly more focused on Barry.

"What does it say?" Len asked, his entire posture had gone rigid and his voice was tight with barely contained rage. Hartley was starting to feel on edge.

"Are you okay?" Hartley asked.

"What does it say?" Len asked through gritted teeth, ignoring his question.

" 'I need everything there is to know about the guy whose picture I just sent you.' "

"Shit!" Len hissed and banged his fist on the table so violently, it made Hartley jump and dropped a few of the papers from the table on the floor.

Len paid him no mind as he was already taking out his phone and dialing the speed dial to his sister's phone.

Mick nearly jumped from the vibrating in his pocket. Without even looking, he knew it would be Len, no doubt calling in to check on his sister.

"You just don't give up do you Snart?" he asked.

"Patch me through to the earpieces." Len's voice bit through. "Now!"

Mick raised a brow in confusion, but he had worked with Len long enough to know when he was serious, and he was dead serious right now.

He motioned for Bivolo who knew a little bit more about tech than he did and with a couple of buttons pressed Len's voice echoed throughout everyone's earpiece.

"Shawna, Mardon where are you at?" he asked.

"We're at the warehouse." Lisa said softly.

"Where's Ruttenberg?" Len pressed, "Do you have a visual on him?"

"Yes, he's standing twelve feet to my right." Lisa was confused.

"I don't care how you do it, but Mardon, Baez I need you to get him away from there and bring him back here." Len said, "I want him at the safehouse asap!"

"What why?" Now Lisa was really confused. "Dad isn't here yet."

"I don't care about that I want Ruttenberg here now!" Len nearly shouted. "Lisa stay where you are, Mick get out of the truck and stay with her. Keep youself hidden."

"Lenny what's going on?" Lisa asked "Why do you want Ruttenberg?"

"I'll explain later, but right now I need him here." Len's voice was borderline desperate. Something had her brother spooked and he did not spook easily.

"Do what he says." Lisa said, taking charge of the situation. "Shawna, Mark, do something to get his attention. Get him outside the warehouse. Mick meet me inside."

She may not know all the details yet, but she knew her brother and he seemed scared, and that alone told her that something was seriously wrong.

She was almost afraid to find out what it was.

Ruttenberg kept pacing, Lewis was late as per usual. The other men were getting antsy and he hated wasting time. He noticed Mark and Shawna walking towards him, it looked like they were trying to get his attention.

"We need to talk." Mark said in a low voice, "Outside."

"Won't look good to the others if I give the two of you special attention." David said back, but his interest was piqued.

"Trust me, it's important." Mark said.

Ruttenberg wanted to know what was up so he followed the two outside making sure no one noticed he was gone.

Once they were out of hearing range, he spoke in his regular voice.

"Okay, so what's the big emergency?" David asked turning back to them.

Mark's response was to punch him square in the face, David never saw it coming and went down after one blow losing conciousness.

"Take him and come back." Mark ordered, "Make sure it's quick. Snart Sr. might suspect something if his partner isn't here."

"Got it." Shawna nodded then disappeared in a poof.

Len almost jumped when Shawna suddenly appeared in their living room, but relaxed when she saw that she had Ruttenberg.

"What did you do?" Len asked, looking down at his body, "He better not be dead."

"Relax, Mark just knocked him out." Shawna said, "Which reminds me I gotta get back to him, I mean them."

"Go, and take Hartley with you." Len ordered. He didn't want an audience for what he was about to do next

Both people looked at him in surprise.

"Just do it!" Len snapped.

Shawna grabbed Hartley and disappeared without another word.

Len grabbed David by his hair and lifted his head. Mardon hit him good, not bothering with patience he walked over to the sink put the drainer inside and started filling it with water. Once it was full, he dragged Ruttenberg to the sink and shoved his head into the water, after a minute David's head started to flail into the water and Len pulled his head out by his hair, David was coughing and sputtering his vision was blurred by the water.

"W-what the hell is going on?" he coughed, not recognizing where he was.

Leonard slammed Ruttenberg into a nearby chair and grabbed him by his collar.

"Do you know who I am?" Len growled, he shook Ruttenberg violently, "Do you?"

"Y-yes!" David wheezed, barely able to breathe.

"You're going to tell me everything I want to know," Len said, he pulled the picture from his pocket and shoved it in front of David's face. "Starting with this, where did you get this picture?"

Ruttenberg's eyes flitted from the picture to Len, when he didn't answer right away Len punched him near the ribs.

"Your dad." he wheezed out, "I got it from your dad."

"What did he ask you to do?" Len asked, even though he already knew the answer, but he was hoping to be wrong. "Tell me!"

"The kid! He wanted information on the kid!" David said, trying to avoid another beating. He realized all to quickly how much like his father Len could be like.

"Why?" Len asked, "What did he want with him?"

"I don't know," David said, "He didn't tell me anything, just wanted the information and I gave it to him. I don't know why he took him either."

"What?" Len asked. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"He grabbed the kid nearly a week ago," Ruttenberg explained, "I don't know what he wanted with him."

"You're telling me my dad has Barry?" Len asked.

He never in a million years thought Barry would have been caught in the crossfires in his family. What reason could Lewis possibly have to take Barry? It made no sense.

Len grabbed his cold gun on the nearby counter and pressed it harshly against Ruttenberg's head.

"Don't kill me!" Ruttenberg cried out.

"Where is he?" Len asked. "Where did he take him?!"

"I told you I don't know!" David said, desperate to make Len believe him. "Your father never told me anything!"

Suddenly he got a searing pain in his head and he started to scream.

"Ahh! My head!" He grabbed the sides of his head. "Oh God! My head!"

Len was confused, he hadn't done anything to him yet.

"It feels like-

Those were the last words David had spoken before his head had exploded all around the safe house. Len barely had enough time to shield his face from the mess.

He looked at the headless body in horror, wondering how it could have happened, but deep down he knew his father had something to do with it.

His phone started ringing again, and he picked it up.

"What?" he asked tonelessly. He felt like he had aged a hundred years overnight.

"Len we got a problem." Mick said.

"What is it now!" Len demanded, wondering what else could possibly go wrong.

"She's gone Len, your sister is gone."

Caitlin's screaming jolted Cisco and Felicity from their monitors, they immediately ran to the main lab area where she was covering her mouth with her hands , nearly hyperventilating. Cisco immediately rushed to her side.

"Caitlin what's wrong?" Cisco asked. "What happened?"

Caitlin only shook her head and pointed to where she had seen the earlier horror.

"Oh my God." Felicity's voice gasped.

Cisco finally looked and shared in their horror and repulsion at what he was seeing.

The Flash suit was on display, there were so many rips and tears, it looked more like confetti than a suit. What was more disturbing was the puddle of blood.

Digg." Felicity could barely hide the shakiness in her voice. "You guys need to get back to Star Labs. Now."

"What did we do?" Caitlin asked into the air. "What did we do?"

Merry Christmas guys! I hope you liked your present! I'll explain about the blood later in the next chapter