Author's Notes- I plan on continuing this story... It has been just too fun to write. You probably thought that was happily ever after? Well get ready for some angst and pain!

Chapter 10

3:30 AM-

Hank shifted in his sleep as he was woken abruptly by quick movements and muffled sounds. His eyes slowly opened as he saw Lisa next to him. Her body was thrashing next to him and he could hear soft whimpers escaping her lips. He sat up quickly, realizing she must have been having a nightmare. He slowly took her shoulder and shook it gently but she wasn't coming out of it. He laid back down next to her and rolled her body towards him, "Lisa…Lisa wake up…" he spoke softly, his hands gripping her shoulders gently as he shook her in his arms. Her eyes opened, and she looked scared- pushing against his chest to get away. "Lisa it's me…It's Hank…you are safe…it's okay…" he continued as he felt her struggles slow down and stop as her eyes looked into his. Her eyes studied his before she fell against him, crying into his chest. "Shhh…you are safe. I am here…" he whispered. He let his hand move up and under his shirt on her as he rubbed her back, trying to soothe her. Her hands gripped tightly around him as if he was going to float away if she didn't hold him tight.

"It was just a dream…you are safe. I am not going to let anything happen…" he continued to try and calm her down. His other hand reached up and stroked her hair as his lips pressed to her forehead. He felt her body relax and the shaking slow down. He tilted her head back, "You okay?" he asked, trying to read her eyes. Lisa looked at him, allowing her fingers to hesitantly reach up and touch his face, his lips, his chin. She needed to know he was real and right there with her.

"I am now…" she whispered before letting her head nuzzle into his chest. Hank sighed softly, shifting onto his back as he pulled her right against him. He felt her head rest against his chest as he allowed his hand to continue to rub her back. "Everything is alright…I am here…" he said as he laid awake, waiting to hear her breathing fall into rhythm again. He felt her head get heavier and just smiled as he kissed her head. He couldn't believe how whole he felt tonight. He hadn't felt this way in so long. It scared the hell out of him but it felt so right with her. His hand slowly stopped as it rested on her back and he drifted back to sleep with her.

6:46 AM-

Hank stirred from his sleep but didn't move as he still felt her laying on top of him. He smiled softly, looking down at her. Last night was more than he could ever imagine and he didn't want this to end. He was terrified—what would happen when they were done with this under cover? Did she really want this? She seemed to from last night. He didn't want to keep questioning it—he just wanted to live in that moment and remember everything. The way her hair fell against her face when she slept, her skin so soft under his fingertips, and her lips so perfect. He inhaled slowly, realizing he needed to stop or he wouldn't be able to stop himself from getting riled up again. It was easy because her found her absolutely breathtaking, sexy, and she was able to wrap him around her finger just like that.

He shifted in the bed, looking at the clock. He really needed to get working on this case or Jason was going to give him so much shit for paying for his own romantic get-away. He heard Lisa groan softly in her sleep as she stretched out next to him. She shifted away from his body and curled her body into a little ball under the covers. God, the littlest things she did were just so adorable to him. He smiled, moving the hair out of her face before pressing his lips to her forehead. He got out of bed and took a shower before getting dressed in his usual 'beach attire' and slipped some sandals on. He noticed Lisa was still deep in sleep. He grabbed a piece of paper from the desk and wrote a little note for her.

'Morning Beautiful-

I am out golfing…will be back later this afternoon. You enjoy yourself and don't miss me too much. Tonight we will grab dinner and go for a walk on the beach. Last night was amazing and unforgettable. Please stay on the resort. Join up with Tina and Mark and have yourself some fun.

Thinking of you,

Bruce'

Hank sighed, wishing he could leave her a real note but he couldn't risk it. He peered into the room one last time, considering waking her up but she looked so peaceful sleeping. Voight grabbed his gun from the kitchen drawer, where he had left it last night. He sighed softly before slipping it into the waistband of his shorts. He moved out of their suite, making sure the door was secured and locked before headed off the resort. He was going to get answers today- whether it meant hurting people or not.

8:30 AM-

Lisa shifted in the bed, reaching for his warm body. She let her arms feel against the sheets and frowned when she realized he wasn't there. "Hank…?" she groaned softly. She shifted, opening her eyes as she noticed he wasn't there. Was last night just all a dream? She pulled the covers back and looked down at herself as she smiled softly. She was wearing his shirt—and it smelled of him still. She slowly stood up and bit her bottom lip to hide the smirk. She was a bit sore—it hadn't been a dream. Lisa inhaled, smelling his scent again. She checked the bathroom but he wasn't there. She moved out into the kitchenette and saw the note. As she picked it up she read it slowly, the soft smile never leaving her lips.

As much as she wanted to spend the entire day with him again she knew that this case was still very important to him and he needed to crack it. He needed to find this guy. Cuddy didn't want to be a distraction but she wouldn't be lying if she said she was looking forward to being all over him in public today or with it just being the two of them because after last night—she knew there was no turning back now. There was no more kissing in public and pulling away in the room. She wasn't going to let things revert back. She wanted him to open up and be with her. She had fallen in love with him after he saved the first time months ago and it had taken up to this point to finally get him to bring his walls down. Cuddy got around for the day and went to Tina's room. Mark was gone for the day fishing so she was free too. They decided to go get some breakfast and then go get their nails done.

Lisa was humming to herself as she watched the woman do her nails a nice soft coral color, which matched her bikini perfectly today. She was wearing yet another little sun dress over her suit. It was tight, and the same color as her bikini. Tina cleared her throat which brought Lisa back to reality. "You seem awfully chipper this morning…" she smirked at Lisa. Lisa smiled and shrugged, "I am on my honeymoon…" she trailed off. "That you are…and I have noticed Bruce can't keep his eyes or hands off of you…" she giggled. Lisa couldn't help but blush at her comment and just shrug.

"I wish Mark still felt that way about me…" she sighed, shaking her head. Lisa furrowed her eyebrows, looking at her. "I saw you guys…you were all about it the other night. He does still feel that way about you. I see the looks he gives you too…" Lisa insisted. Tina smiled and rolled her eyes, "Yeah I guess so…"

The two continued their girl talk as they got their nails done and drank mimosas. It was a perfect day, or so she thought.

"Tell me where the fuck he is…"

His fist met the face of this poor bar owner. "I know he goes through you…I know he has you be his hook up. Just tell me…or trust me. You will regret it. I don't sympathize with people who help a rapist and a killer…" Voight hissed.

The bar owner looked terrified, his eyes wide and his face bloody and beaten. "I don't know what you are talking about I swear!" he shouted, wincing as he saw Hank's fist in his face again.

"Shut the fuck up. Stop lying. It's not going to get you anywhere besides dead. Tell me where I can find Bandera…and if you really don't know…you better start giving me information in the right direction…" he threatened.

The store owner sighed, grabbing his nose as he was pretty sure Hank broke it. "He only sends someone once a month for the money. Some young dude. We don't chat over a beer. He shows up…continues to threaten me and takes the money and leaves. That's how this guy operates everywhere…" he began explaining.

"It's a start…" Hank mumbled as he grabbed the man by his collar and shoved him up against the wall. "Now…what is the name of the guy who comes to you for the money?" he asks simply. The bar owner looks around, as if ignoring Hank.

Hank slaps him hard in the face, pointing his finger in his face. "Now"

"Tommy! I only know him by Tommy!"

Hank exhaled before shaking his head. "I'll take it…" he mumbled as he let go of the guys shirt and disappeared out the back of the store.

"What a dick…" the owner whispered as he tried to touch his nose again.

The phone rings.

Tommy picks it up, shifting against the building he was leaning against.

"Where is she?"

"I have eyes on her—don't worry—I-"

"Oh I will worry. You better deliver or you will never be so sorry.." Dom threatened.

"I have her… chill. She is getting her nails done with some blonde chick."

"They need to get off the resort…then I want you to grab her as soon as you can. Meet me at Barney's in the back once you have her. Drug her…" , he paused for a moment before he continued, 'she seems like a fighter. Text me when you have her. And Tommy?"

"Yeah?"

"It better be in the next couple hours…"

The phone disconnected and Tommy looked at his phone before sighing and closing his eyes.

"HEY LADIES! You know it's ladies drink free at Rico's from 1-3 today…you two look like you would have a blast…" one of the nail women handed Tina a flyer.

Lisa shifted, looking over at her as Tina was smirking ear to ear. "Where is it?" Lisa asked simply, looking from Tina to the woman who handed them the flyer.

"Oh it's right off the resort…you could walk there!"

"Oh come on Lisa.. it would be fun!"

Lisa sighed, thinking back to Hank's note. She exhaled loudly before noticing Tina looking at her oddly.

"What's wrong?"

Lisa smiled and shook her head. She didn't really have a legitimate reason for not going. Lisa began to get nervous. She couldn't break their cover but didn't want to break her promise to Hank. She just shrugged and smiled after a moment.

"A couple drinks won't hurt…can't get too drunk though. Bruce and I are supposed to be renting jet skis later…" she lied with a smile on her face.

"YES! LETS GO!" Tina said excited.

After they paid for their nails they headed out of the salon and to the entrance to the resort. Lisa looked around behind them and then back at Tina.

"You sure this is safe…?" she asked, trying to keep the smile on her face.

"Yeah of course! Mark and I have gone off the resort a few times already this week! People are so friendly here…you have nothing to worry about!" she insisted as she grabbed Lisa's arm and pulled her along.

Lisa had a terrible feeling about this just knowing she was not carrying out Hank's wishes. But a few drinks wouldn't hurt and she would slip back onto the resort before he was even back. As they moved down the street Lisa took in the sights of the little shops around and places of business.

"It's cute…and quiet…" she noticed.

Tina smiled and nodded, "This way!"

After a couple more minutes they were standing in front of a little building that said RICO's in bright red letters and a bright open sign on.

"Let's go!" Tina shrieked as she ran inside.

Lisa stopped for a moment, looking behind her again before slowly walking in. She still felt wrong about this but couldn't just take off and leave Tina.

As they entered they noticed there were only a few people in the place. There were two bartenders behind the bar putting on quite the show as they were throwing cups in the air and other things as these women cheered for them. Lisa couldn't help but roll her eyes but smile at Tina. "Interesting…" Lisa said as they made their way to the bar. They sat a few seats down from the other group of women and just watched the show.

They hadn't even spoken to anyone but then there were already two frozen pink drinks sitting in front of them as this Brazilian young man, very attractive, winked at them. Lisa smiled before taking a sip. "WOW this is amazing! See! And you didn't even want to come!" Tina yelled as the music was loud. Lisa smiled before shifting in her seat and putting her hand in her little cross body bag. Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked down, beginning to look through the bag with a little more intensity. "Shit…" she hissed.

"What's wrong?" Tina asked, looking over at her as she was sipping from her drink.

"I uh—I left my phone back at the room…" Lisa said slowly, trying to figure out the last time she saw it. "So? We will go back after a few…no biggy right?" Tina asked, nudging her. Tina turned as one of the bartenders had come around to ask her to dance. "OOOO….don't tell Mark…" she giggled as she took his hand and slipped off her bar stool.

Lisa sighed, taking a sip of her drink as her hands gripped the edge of the bar. She was getting nervous and wanted to leave.

"Hey Lisa…everything okay…?"

Lisa furrowed her eyebrows, she recognized that voice. As she turned around in the bar stool she saw Tommy standing over her, a smile on his face.

"Oh hi…Tommy is it?" she asked, pretending not to completely remember him.

"Hey…you enjoying yourself?" he asked as he shifted next to her against the bar.

"Uh-yeah. Who wouldn't I at a place like this?" she asked, smiling at him. He gave her the creeps a little but she didn't have a reason not to trust him yet.

"Want to dance?" he asked with a smile, holding his hand out.

Lisa wrinkled her nose, smiling at him and shaking her head.

"I uh—my husband probably wouldn't appreciate it…" she went with, still smiling at him.

"Oh it's one dance Lisa…not like I am asking you to give me a happy ending after" he winked. Lisa laughed nervously.

"Come on…" he coaxed her, grabbing her hand gently.

"Uhm sure…just give me a second…I need to run to the ladies room…" she said as she let her hand slip away from his and get up. She headed to the bathroom quickly and closed and locked the door behind her. As she turned around she realized it was a very small bathroom with no windows.

"Shit…" she groaned.

Hank had a name now…he just needed to find the kid. He decided it was time to head back to the resort and check in. He hadn't heard from Lisa all morning which he found odd. He thought he would at least get a message this morning—but nothing. He was worried that maybe she was regretting what happened last night.

Once back on the resort he checked the bar that they had been hanging out at all week but didn't see her or Tina. He asked the bartender but he said he hadn't seen them since they went and got their nails done. He furrowed his eyebrows before heading back to their suite.

He knocked on the door but didn't hear anything so he opened it with the key. "Lisa…babe?" he called in. He didn't hear anything and that made him extremely nervous. He pulled his gun from his waist band and turned the safety switch off as he slowly entered. "You here?" he called out again as he closed the door. He moved around the room and into the bedroom where there was no one and no sign of struggle or anything foul play. "Where are you…" he spoke to himself as he moved back into the kitchen and noticed his note sitting there. He twisted his lips in thoughts before he heard a ring. He grabbed at his phone and looked, but nothing. After a moment his eyes widened as he realized it wasn't his phone ringing. He moved into the bedroom and followed the sound. It was under the bed. He got down on his hands and knees and reached for it. When he turned it over he saw it was a missed face time call with 'Mom'.

"Damnit Lisa…" he groaned. She had left her phone…the only way he could contact her. His heart began to race as he looked through the phone and didn't see any outgoing calls or texts today. He sat on the bed for a moment before remembering what room Tina and Mark had gone into the other night. He moved quickly out of the suite, hiding the gun in his waistband again before going to knock on the door.

He knocked quite a few times before he heard a stir from the room. "Tina? Mark? You in there?" he asked, trying to keep his voice calm.

The door opened and Mark was standing there, looking terrible. "Hey man…what's up?"

"What's up with you buddy? You don't look so good…" Hank replied.

"I tried going fishing this morning…got so boat sick…been in bed for an hour now…"

"Sorry bro…do you know where the girls are at?" he asked, trying to not sound hurried.

"Well I know Tina texted me and said they were going to get their nails done…and then she snapped me a picture of them at some bar drinking pink drinks…" he began and Hank grabbed the door frame, trying to remain calm.

"What bar?" he asked simply.

Mark looked at him, confused. "You alright Bruce?"

"Yeah—I need to know the bar…"

"She didn't say…"

"Well call her…I uh—Lisa's mom has called a few times and I think something is wrong…" he lied.

"Yeah sure thing…" Mark said as he moved into the room and went for his phone. He began trying to call but nothing—just rings.

He shook his head and shrugged, "she isn't picking up…"

"Fuck…" Hank groaned under his breath.

"I am sure they will be back soon…"

"I need to find her now" he said, his eyes darting around the room.

"Can you show me the photo…?" he asked, moving near Mark.

"Uh sure…." He said, becoming wigged out by his behavior.

"Are you the jealous type Bruce? Because if so…you better be ready for a world of jealousy because your lady…she is beautiful and guys are going to-"

"Just show me the photo…"

Mark nodded before pulling it up on his phone and handing it to Hank. Hank zoomed in at a few different angles before handing the phone back and disappearing.

"I can come with you!" Mark shouted after a moment. He moved to the door but Hank was already out of his sight.

"That was strange…."

Lisa looked down at her watch and sighed. She had been hiding in the bathroom for at least 5 to 10 minutes- she knew people would start getting either suspicious or annoyed that she was taking up the bathroom. She washed her hands before looking at the door. She needed to leave and get back—Hank would probably be back soon and she didn't want to upset him by going against his wishes of her going off the resort.

As she opened the door she jumped back slightly as Tina was right there.

"Girl! I was coming to check on you! Let's go!" she shouted, grabbing Lisa's hand and dragging her back to the dance floor where more people were now. Lisa turned as she felt someone brush up against her. "Hey…you left your drink over there…" she turned to see Tommy smiling down at her.

"Oh yeah…thanks…" she said simply before taking it. Tina held her drink up in the air and shrieked as the music picked up. She clinked her cup with Lisa's and began to drink. Lisa sighed before pressing the cup to her lips and taking a big sip. She wanted to go back, and she wanted to go now.

"This song really isn't my speed Tina! I will be at the bar!" she yelled back before making her way back to the bar where she was sitting before. She sat there, letting her cross body rest on her side. She took another sip, and another—then the song ended and another one started. Tina was having a blast and Lisa didn't have a real reason to leave unless she made up she wasn't feeling well. Which after a moment Lisa realized wasn't exactly a lie. Her stomach felt funny and she felt a little dizzy. As she stood up from her chair, she gripped the back of it hard as she tried to focus. She looked down at the cup in her hand before her eyes widened a bit.

"Feeling okay doll…?"

She looked up to see Tommy right there. He took the cup from her hand as it almost dropped out of her hand. Her body rocked a little, and fell forwards, right into Tommy. "Let's get you out of here…" he whispered against her ear. He guided her out the door—but it wasn't the door she remembered. "But Tina…" she said, her voice becoming less and less audible. "Shhh.. it's okay…she is coming…" he said, his hands gripping her hips as he guided her body out the back door. Tommy felt her push against him slightly and he groaned, feeling her ass rub against him. "You okay babe..?" he asked again, turning her towards him. "I don't…I don't know…where am I…?" she asked, her eyes slowly closing and then opening again. He smirked, touching the side of her face.

"Everything is going to be alright…let's get you back to your husband…" he said. She sighed and nodded before she allowed him to put her in the car. She tried to fight it but she couldn't, her eyes slowly dragged shut and she lost herself.

Hank sprinted down the street, not taking mind of cars going by and people trying to walk. He shoved past some crowds. By the time he was standing in front of Rico's, his shirt was full of sweat. He pushed the door open and winced at the smell of booze, sweat, and desperation. He knew Lisa wouldn't come here if she had to. He looked around, searching in a hurried state. He stopped when his eyes focused on a blonde on the dance floor. It was Tina…but where was Lisa?

He moved through the crowd and grabbed Tina from dancing with some young sweaty Brazilian guy. He dragged her away from the crowd and loud music. "Tina…where is Lisa..?" he said, his voice breathless and shaky as he spoke.

"Bruce! What's wrong? Have a drink!" she said, stumbling a bit.

"You are drunk…" he glared at her.

"Well duh…that is why we came here-wait…" she stopped, looking around.

"I just saw her…I got her from the bathroom and then—then she was talking to some guy over at the bar...right there…" she pointed, her eyes widening as she noticed there was nobody there now.

"She was just there…I swear…she probably went back to the resort…" she said, looking a little nervous but still too drunk to understand.

"God damnit…" he grumbled, smacking the drink from her hand before walking to the bar quickly. "Hey excuse me…have you seen this woman…?" he asked, holding up a photo of her on his phone to them.

The two bartenders looked at each other and spoke Spanish before looking back at him and nodding. "Where the fuck is she…?" he glared, gripping the bar hard as he moved around it. They put their hands up before shaking their heads. "Not good enough…tell me…" he threatened as he pulled his gun out, holding it under the bar so only the two of them could see it.

"Chill dude…she left with some guy out the back door…it's all we see…we swear!"

He moved towards them, pushing his gun against one of their stomachs.

"Who? Who did she leave with?" he pushed the gun harder into them.

"Tommy…"

Hank's eyes widened and then the bartenders' eyes did as well as they realized he knew what that meant. "Fuck…" they yelled before taking off out the back. Hank chased them, grabbing one and pulling him to the ground. As the other ran out in front of him he held his gun out and steadied it before taking the shot, shooting him right in the leg and then against in the chest.

"Tell me where the fuck he is taking her…now! Or I will kill you right here..." he said, cocking the gun and pushing it against his chin. "I DON'T KNOW! THEY DON'T TELL US WHERE!" he began yelling in a terrified state.

"Don't give me that bullshit!" Hank shouted, hitting him in the face with the gun. The guy grabbed his nose, groaning. "Fucking tell me!" he yelled again, sticking the gun in his mouth. "You have five fucking seconds or I will blow you brains everywhere!" he yelled. The guy gagged and moved his head around.

Hank pulled the gun from his mouth and waited.

"I swear…he doesn't tell anyone. Even Tommy doesn't know where they go!"

"Not good enough…" Hank said simply before all you could hear what the gun being fired.

He moved to the next guy who was clutching his chest. He moved over him, putting his gun in his face. "Your turn…don't fuck up like your buddy…" he threatened.

The guy put his hands up, gasping as he could barely breathe. "We don't know…he doesn't tell. It has to be somewhere on the other side of the island because he is never seen on this side unless-" he stops and Hank steps on his chest.

"Unless what?"

"Unless someone has caught his attention…like your wife…"

Hank didn't hesitate as the gun went off again, leaving the man still on the ground.

He grabbed his cell from his pocket and dialed before bringing the phone to his ear.

"Jason…it's Hank…we have a problem…"