Danny sat at his desk. His head was lowered into his hands. He fought back every emotion boiling underneath. He had failed her. Lindsay was gone! Brenan had taken her right out of Danny's keep. He had her now, and they had no way of finding her now. Mac and Stella had concluded the apartment had been empty for at least three weeks. Taking away their last hope of finding Lindsay.

"Danny?" Danny looked up. Mac stood in the doorway.

"Adam wasn't able to trace Lindsay's phone." Danny said.

Mac walked further into the office. "That doesn't mean we're out of leads, Danny."

"Looks like it to me, Mac. We got nothin' else to look at." Danny said.

"Sounds like you're giving up." Mac said.

Danny said nothing. He balled his hands into fists.

"Don't blame yourself for this. You did all you could, Danny." Mac said.

"But it is my fault Mac! I was the last person to see her before Hudson took her. I checked out her apartment before I left and I didn't pay any attention to the package she had! I should've been able to protect her, Mac! I should've stayed with her, but I walked away!" Danny yelled. He cut himself off before he caused too much trouble with his mouth.

Mac walked over and patted Danny's shoulder, "Danny, if anyone else had been with Lindsay, she would still be missing. No one could've prevented this, no matter how hard we tried to. But we still have a chance to bring her back, Danny. I need you focused on this, Danny. Everyone does, including Lindsay. If we don't have any new evidence, then we'll go back over the old. We'll review everything we've every pulled. The point is, this team won't stop until Lindsay is found."

Danny inhaled deeply. "Where do you want me to start?"

"Work with Stella. Go over every shred of evidence we pulled from Dina and Hannah. Try to find something we missed in the pattern." Mac ordered.

Danny nodded and stood up. They walked out of the office. Danny followed Mac down the hall. "Whadya got the others doin'?"

"Sheldon and Sid are going over the bodies. Adam's working on the phone listings, maybe Brenan called before he abducted them." Mac said.

As they walked through the hall, Danny's cell rang. He pulled it from his pocket and answered, without missing a step. "Messer."

"Danny!" Danny grabbed Mac's arm, stopping him.

"Oh my god, Lindsay!" Danny said.

"Adam." Mac said.

They ran down the hall to Adam's tech lab.

"Lindsay's where the hell are you?" Danny asked.

"Adam, trace Danny's phone to the calling number's location." Mac ordered. He turned to Danny. "Put her on speaker."

Danny nodded and put his cell on speakerphone. "C'mon Lindsay give us some idea where you are."

"I have no idea, Danny. I don't recognize this side of town. Look, my phones dying quickly and the guy's right behind me." Lindsay explained. Danny could hear metal clambering in the background.

"Adam's tracing you as we speak, Lindsay just hang on." Mac said.

"Linds, describe your surroundings." Adam called. He typed quickly as the computer narrowed down the location.

"I'm about two blocks from the docks. I'm not sure whether I'm on the east side or west, but there's tons of old apartments and docking warehouses around me. I can't give you a better description in the dark." Lindsay explained. Her phone beeped.

"You're doin' fine kiddo, just keep talkin'." Danny said.

The computer screen narrowed to the upper west side. The yellow triangle sectioned down to the docks. The phone continued to beep

"I see a street sign!" Lindsay called.

"What's it say?" Mac demanded.

"It-no!" The phone clattered to the ground. Lindsay's voice sounded distant. "Let me go! Danny-" Lindsay's voice was cut off. The phone seemed to clatter to the ground. Lindsay cried out, trying to fight back against her pursuer, Brenan.

"Lindsay!" Danny yelled.

The phone beeped a final time and died. The computer screen ceased locating: SINGNAL LOST.

"Damnit!" Danny yelled.

"Adam what do you have?" Mac demanded.

"I've narrowed it down to a three mile radius of the call." Adam answered.

Stella burst into the lab, "Mac, Flack just called me. He said someone just made a 9-1-1 call about a young woman running from the docks on the upper west side. Gave a description that matches both Lindsay and Brenan."

"What's the address?" Mac asked.

"8964 West 59th street." Stella answered.

"Let's go. Call Flack, tell him to get cars around the area and call EMS, have a bus there." Mac ordered.

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