Joe breathed a sigh of relief when he spotted the familiar uniform of a S.W.A.T. officer. The firs t officer pointedly gestured Joe back the way he came.

Normally, Joe would be disinclined to obey the command, but he wasn't willing to risk his brother's life.

Joe was quickly escorted from the building by another S.W.A.T. member.

As soon as he was outside, he was led over to waiting paramedics, which he thought to be completely unnecessary, but he didn't bother arguing once they agreed to hold off on heading to the hospital until his brother was safely extricated from the building.

The officers quietly pushed the door to the room open the rest of the way.

The first S.W.A.T. member managed to get within seven feet or so, before Anderson noticed their presence, and reached for the gun he had placed on a side table by Frank's bed.

"Don't even think about it," The officer warned, as the other members of his team filed into the room behind him all pointing their weapons at Anderson. "Put your hands on your head, right now."

Anderson looked like he still might reach for his weapon, but finally seemed to think better of it and put his hands on his head.

The first S.W.A.T. member, who was the team captain gestured for his second in command to cuff the kidnapper.

Unfortunately, he was still inside the terrified looking, blind-folded teenager.

Two of his team members carefully pulled Anderson backward and out of Frank Hardy.

Captain Jefferies waited until the rapist had been escorted from the room, before he identified himself and approached the bed. "Frank, my name is Captain Brad Jefferies, I am with S.W.A.T."

He paused to allow the shaking teenager to take in that information. "I am going to un-cuff you, but please do not remove your blindfold when I do that. I imagine that he has had that on you for quite a while, and if you remove it in this light it will be extremely painful for you. Do you understand?"

Frank nodded his head silently.

Captain Jefferies felt physically ill at the thought of what had been inflicted on his teenager, but his face betrayed nothing as he located the keys to the handcuffs that bound Frank in the pocket of Anderson's pants which had been left on the floor.

The boy's wrists and ankles were heavily bruised, and had several deep welts wear the cuffs had dug in, probably from him trying to escape or pull away from his attacker.

As soon as he was released, Frank immediately curled in on himself and began to shake with sobs.

"The EMTs are going to come in now and help you to the ambulance, okay?" Captain Jefferies stepped to the side to allow the EMTs and their stretcher to move in.

Frank did not respond at first, but when the EMTs reached out to shift him onto the stretcher he began to kick out wildly. "Don't touch me! Please."

"We're going to need to sedate him," The first EMT, a male by the name of Harold Barkley warned Captain Jefferies.

"No!" Frank attempted to scoot away from the EMTs who together with two S.W.A.T. members were forced to hold him down, he was then injected with a sedative, covered in a thick medical blanket, and loaded onto the stretcher, and into the waiting ambulance.

Joe insisted on being allowed to ride along in the same ambulance with his brother. The EMTs allowed it rather than wasting valuable time arguing with the teenager who appeared to be fine for the most part beyond a pretty bad black eye, and some bruising from restraints. Although he was probably dehydrated and would in all likelihood be admitted for twenty-four hours to receive I.V. fluids.

Thankfully they were only thirty minutes away from Bayport, and they were able to take both teenagers to their hometown hospital.

Captain Jefferies called ahead to the special agent in charge so that he could inform the parents. He then headed back into the building to wait for a crime scene investigation unit to arrive.