There was a loud ringing noise and Jane groaned in irritation, while she tightened her hold around Maura. "Jane, I've got to get that." She said roughly. She received another groan, but was released. She walked over to her dresser and pressed a button. A bluish light shimmered and formed into Korsak's face.

"I'm so sorry to call at this hour. We have word from Former Asian colonies. The Under Army has been more difficult to control than we thought. Your husband and his troops have been administering the antidote as much as they can while trying to fight troops who have been coming in and attacking from the jungle."

"How many casualties?"

"They went in with two battalions and handful of medical teams."

"How many?"

"So far what we're hearing is over half dead. I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, but Nkosi was in the middle of the fighting and was killed when he was walking into the attack." Maura closed her eyes. Jane immediately got out of bed and walked over to her.

"Maur, I'm so sorry." She said as she held her.

Maura allowed herself a moment. "I'm sorry to hear that. But I'm more concerned with why they are being slaughtered out there."

"The colonel on the ground is calling in more troops, but there is a problem because the new leader of Former Africa doesn't feel they should be involved and is blaming you for using your womanly sourcery over their leader and talking him into sending troops to begin with. They don't have the military experience that we have nor the resources for training. There is a major power struggle. The newest group that is assuming power is not a fan of Cordova by any means. Your mother is still trying to smooth things over with them and explain the situation."

"I want to send some reinforcement as an olive branch. I did not intend to send them to their deaths. We can't move our military from their position, but we can send the unknowns. Make it happen. We can't just go in the same way. Send them as an intelligence gathering mission. We need to find out what we're up against."

Korsak agreed. "Yes, commander. We still need to keep a few scattered throughout the clans in case of an uprising here at home. I'm going to President Isles' office to call a meeting."

"Agreed. Make it happen. I'll get dressed and meet you there in twenty minutes." Korsak's blue face nodded as he signed off and the light dissipated. Maura turned in Jane's arms and buried her head in the crook of her neck. "It's my fault. I sent him to his death."

"You didn't send him there to die. You sent him to fight against an insane man's terror and save good people. This is war. You made the right call." She kissed the side of her head. "Maybe we should get ready and go to your mother's office to figure this out." Maura stood and nodded in agreement. Both women got dressed and left the house.

Outside felt darker than Jane remembered it. Lights that were normally shining down on to the street were off. She thought it odd but then again, she had never been outside in this part of the capital at this hour before. She looked around again and didn't see any patrols. She stopped walking as Maura continued. She turned her head and looked into the darkness and didn't see anyone anywhere. She looked up and didn't see the blinking lights of the drones.

She heard Maura's footsteps stop. "Sorry," she said as she turned around and saw a very large man holding a knife to Maura's neck.

"Don't you move Rizzoli or I slit her throat." Jane looked around to assess how quickly she could get to where she was. Suddenly, she felt something hit her in the back of the head and she saw a flash of pain as her hands hit the ground. Disoriented, she tried to get up and she was hit again and everything went black.

Casey Jones was sitting in a room with Frank Rizzoli. For the past week, Frank had been going through a deprogramming therapy to reintroduce him to a world he didn't know existed. Now, he was sitting uncomfortably looking at someone that he figured was about the same age as his eldest daughter. "Mr. Rizzoli, I wanted to thank you for all of the information that you've given to us. It's been very helpful. We've been using your design for the cartridges to fill with the antidote. The only thing we need to know is where to find the manufacturing site for the weapon. I know that these were your design. There must be a time when you left to oversee production."

"I've told you. I never left that room. I slept, worked, ate. I had guards that I tried to talk to at first, they ended up not being talkative. I drew plans and built prototypes. That's it. That's all I know."

"I know that sometimes there is information in our brains that we don't even realize is important or meaningful. Did you ever overhear Hoyt say something about where the prototypes were being taken or maybe a guard had a conversation about going somewhere or being on patrol somewhere?"

Casey leaned back and waited. Frank sat and churned through twenty years of memories. He looked over at the other man and he looked like a memory had been sparked. "Actually, the guys did talk to each other. There was one place that they hated working. They called it the hole. They didn't like that they were so far down underground. It was something that they complained about all the time. They didn't talk about where it was. But one day this guy, Joey said, 'great, gotta take this hunk of junk to the hole.' It was a small explosive that had a remote control to detonate it from a hundred yards away."

"Perfect! Thank you." Casey pressed a button and TJ walked into the room. Frank smiled at him.

"TJ, I need you and a small team to gather information on a large facility that would have been built underground and capable of manufacturing weapons. They call it 'The Hole.' We need a location. It could be near the city." TJ nodded and left.

President Isles was pacing in her office. Korsak, Admiral Frost, Frankie Rizzoli and Riley Cooper were sitting and watching her walk back and forth. Constance couldn't help but think that they had taken a detour. She would need to speak to her daughter about keeping her libido under control when there was a national crisis. Exasperated she blurted out, "We can't wait for them. Let's get started." She turned and pointed at Frankie and Riley. "I need to know how many troops we are talking about here."

"Ma'am, there were only two battalions under my command. There was a second group with two battalions."

Korsak sat up, "That's only about two thousand troops."

"Closer to three actually, sir." Cooper piped up.

Admiral Frost, "How did three thousand ground troops go unaccounted for and have a mission like this without my knowledge?"

Frankie began to speak. "Sir, if I may, they are recruited while in training. When they graduate, they are collected and given false order within military records. He's has been collecting them for a long time. Some of them are in the military and are recruited and trained to follow their other orders and are only called upon to serve the Under Army if required. It is similar to the Code of Promise. No one knows you are involved in one side or another until you are on an assignment. They also explain away absences to commanding officers. They don't question an order from Admiral Frost."

"They are giving orders in my name?" He was furious.

"Yes, sir. Most of these guys really are brainwashed to think that this is all on the up and up and are serving President Isles. They have no idea that Hoyt is behind all of this."

Constance interrupted when she saw an eruption in the Admiral's face. "We don't have time to get caught up in details that matter not. My name is being dragged in the mud here as well. We have to focus on the issue at hand. Rizzoli, tell me what is going on over there."

"Sir, I believe that they were anticipating Cordova invading. The other Colonel was doing secret missions where they would scout for any location that troops would land. The point was to line the shores or fields that were ideal locations with explosives." Frankie looked around the room. "I sent updates as I could. They sent those guys out there before I was able to warn anyone where the locations were."

"Pull up a map of Former Asia." Across the desk flashed a globe that rotated and the zoomed into the Former Asia continent. Most of the map had large black areas that were still in quarantine. There were a few areas that lit up and President Isles moved her hands and zoomed into the southeast. It was the largest area of light. She looked along the shorelines.

Admiral Frost stood and walked over towards the desk. "This area here used to be known as Vietnam, here was Cambodia, which was next to Thailand." Most of Thailand was black. "The area along this eastern coast is where the largest colony is located. Here is where Rizzoli and Cooper were located. This southwestern side of the southern peninsula shore was where Former African troops landed." Frankie, Korsak, and Cooper joined them at the map.

Cooper started pointing, "They planted the explosives in these areas."

"Where is the open area where they are arriving and departing?" Korsak asked.

Frankie pointed to a Northeastern area near a black quarantine area. "Once you get here, it's another 14 hour trip by ground vehicle."

"I think we have another option. We have had our troops camped outside of the clans in the unknown lands. There are areas that we haven't explore due to the quarantine. This situation called for it. We have not had any issues with anyone. Three hundred years may have been long enough, if we landed here," He pointed to a black area, "I think we could surprise them."

President Isles turned and began pacing. "I don't like breaking the treaties by going into areas that were agreed to keep clear. However, this is the largest colony in Former Asia and they are a walking dead army. Admiral Frost, I think you should send in as many troops as you think you need."

Korsak spoke up, "If I may, Maura wanted to send in a group to gather intelligence. We discussed it prior to us planning on meeting here."

"Oh, did she? It's been nearly three hours since she was supposed to meet here. You said that she said twenty minutes. It's been well over. She clearly has her priorities screwed up and has ignored all of our call requests."

"Ma'am, I will head to her place and bring her myself. But those are the orders that she gave me."

Constance sighed. "Very well, send about one hundred to get on the ground and gather intelligence. They need to scout out that area to make sure it's safe." The rest of the conversation gave everyone in the room an assignment. They agreed and left to do their work. "Vince!" Constance called out as he was leaving. "Please, may I have a moment?"

"Of course." He walked back in and the door swooshed closed behind him.

"I assume that you are aware of the nature of my daughter's relationship with Captain Rizzoli..."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"As angry as I am with her right now, I am becoming concerned. She knows that this is important. It's not like her to shirk her responsibilities. I don't like it. I understand being in love and all of that, but she's crossed a line here."

"This isn't our business to judge without knowing what held them up."

"Her gallivanting in the bedroom with her new lover while people are dying..."

"Ma'am, we don't know the facts. Let me go have a talk with both of them. I think she may be blaming herself for Nkosi's death." Constance looked up at him with her mouth slightly open.

"I didn't think about that. Please, go and check on her. Let me know when you have more facts to share." Korsak nodded and excused himself. As he walked out of the office, Lieutenant Frost was standing in the reception area.

"Korsak, sir. I'm reporting for duty." He read the worry in the older man's head. "Let's go." Korsak nodded and they headed for Maura's house. When they finally reached her sector, Korsak noticed the lack of drones and the lack of lighting. Frost verbally agreed that it was odd.

"Can you stop that! My thoughts are my thoughts. Stay out of my head!" Korsak snapped.

Frost chuckled. "You know, there may come a time that you want me to hear what you're thinking. But this," he pointed around the street, "Is probably just a power outage. Maybe that's why she didn't answer the call request. You know she doesn't leave the house without a shower and looking completely put together."

"Yeah, well. I've worked with her for years. She is the best leader I've ever worked with. She has never told me that she would do something and not follow through. I think this," he made a similar gesture with both hands, "is causing me to worry more. Hoyt has to be aware that there was a landing in Former Asia. He also has to be aware that Frank Rizzoli is gone. He's been flying under the radar for over twenty years. Building a very complex army with thousands of soldiers that have no idea that they are taking orders by an imposter. I think he's scrambling and he must know that Maura is important in the Code of Promise. It would make her a target. I don't think the lights on this street being off is coincidental."

They walked up the steps of Maura's house and requested entry. There was no answer. Frost walked around and attempted to climb up to Maura's bedroom window to see if they were sound asleep. The tree had a branch that leaned over. He climbed out onto it and looked inside. He saw an empty bed. He climbed back down and rejoined Korsak on the porch. The sun was starting to lighten the sky. "They aren't in the bedroom." Korsak pulled out a card and swiped it. A voice responded to the attempt.

"I'm sorry, the occupant you are looking for is not home. Thank you for your visit, Vincent Korsak."

"What time did the occupant leave?" He swiped the card again.

"I was secured nearly four hours ago."

"I have clearance for emergency entry. Allow us in." He swiped the card.

"Vincent Korsak. Entry has been granted." The door flew open and the two men went inside. They both looked from room to room and did not see any signs of struggle. They met back up in the living room.

"There is not a damn thing out of place. If they left four hours ago, something happened to them while they were headed to the meeting. Should we alert President Isles?" Frost asked.

"No, but if they were taken there's a four hour head start. Let's retrace their path and identify where the power outages of the street lights are." Frost nodded in agreement and they went back outside. They started by looking around. The sun was still climbing higher and they didn't have much time to establish where the street lights were not on.

Frost jogged away from the house and looked up joining streets and alleys. The lights were on two blocks over. Korsak went in the opposite direction. It was the street that led to Constance's office where most of the lights were out. Korsak and Frost met in front of Maura's house.

"Sir, I know Jane. She would have noticed the lights were off and thought it odd, they had to have been taken right around here."

Korsak looked down at the ground. "You are right. She would have walked out and started to investigate. I've seen her do it. She would have walked to about here." He walked over to illustrate his point. He looked down, "Frost, come here." Frost followed as Korsak sank to the ground and drug his finger across the pavement. He held up his finger, there was a red smear across the tip. "This looks like blood to me."

"And if it's Jane's then where the hell did he take them?"Frost stood up and looked around. "Where are you?" He closed his eyes and tried to listen for her and for Maura. All that came in was the cacophony of people dreaming or thinking incoherently. He tried to focus and really hear them. There was nothing. He wasn't near them at all. They really were gone. He opened his eyes to an expectant Korsak. He shook his head. I can't hear Maura. I've never been able to hear Jane. They aren't nearby. That's all I can tell you." Korsak looked around and started walking towards the lab. "Where are you going?"

"I'm taking this to the lab. I want to confirm that it's Jane's blood. There's a tech there that I trust. Susie Chang. She'll be able to confirm who this belongs to." He kept walking and threw back a look. Frost nodded and jogged to catch up with him.