"This is ridiculous," Danny pushed his chair back and stood up to pace the office.

"No kidding," Mike responded, still glued to his computer. "Whoever wrote this thing is nuts. It's so intricate and detailed. I mean, the more complicated you can make it and still come out with the money, the more points you earn. That might explain why they made you jump through so many damn hoops when Mary was missing. It's all in here, Danny--the kidnappings, the inside man, the virus."

"Yeah, and they don't hesitate to kill anyone they perceive as a weak link in their chain of crap."

"You're not actually pouting because you got killed off, are you?"

"Yeah, sure," Danny replied sarcastically. "I'm really pissed because I'm not enough of a psychopath to stay in this game."

"Well, apparently I am so let's see how much further we can get," Mike responded as the computer chimed he had made it to the next level.

"The way you're playing these guys will probably want to recruit you."

"I'm bouncing over so many servers they'll never be able to track me down."

"But can we find them ?" Danny pulled a chair up behind Mike so he could watch over his shoulder. "There's over two hundred registered members to this site—how are we going to narrow it down to figure out which ones are our guys?"

"O ye of little faith, my man. I've been tracing all the active members. There seem to be nine who are playing regularly. I say we start there. I've got general locations, but with a little more time, I'm sure I can pinpoint them."

"Do you think we should let the FBI know what we found?"

"It's your call. No matter what you decide, I'd like to keep working on it."

"Yeah, I agree. I've got to get to the closing, but I'll go talk to Ed first. As much as the FBI has bungled this thing I still think the more people we have working on it the better."

"Yeah, see you tonight."

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"Mary, honey, that dress is gorgeous," Jillian gushed as Mary twirled on the pedestal, looking at herself from all angles.

The gown was halter-style with layers of cascading chiffon forming the skirt. It looked as if it had been made just for Mary and it fit her perfectly—the empire waist discreetly disguising her growing midsection. Mary gingerly ran her hands over the silky fabric, her fingers skimming the crystals sewn into the bodice. "Maybe it's too much? It's such a small wedding I don't want to look ridiculous in such a fancy dress."

"Don't be silly, Mare. This is your wedding day. Danny wants to make sure that you feel like a princess and I think this is just the dress for the job," Delinda smiled excitedly as she stood behind Mary with yet another veil.

"I know Danny's trying really hard to make sure I have the wedding of my dreams, but the truth is the wedding doesn't matter. All that matters is that the man of my dreams is waiting for me at the altar."

"Well, unfortunately it's going to be Danny waiting for you so we better go ahead and make the rest of the wedding as dreamy as possible," Sam snidely responded without glancing up from her Blackberry.

Mary rolled her eyes and adjusted the latest veil Delinda had brought for her to try on.

"Don't listen to her," Delinda whispered just loud enough for Sam to hear, "she's just bitter because Casey stopped sending her flowers. He's sent her flowers once a week since they got married and last week he didn't send any."

"Oh, honey," Mary cried as she turned around and moved towards Sam. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's fine," Sam tried to sound unaffected. "The stupid flower thing had gone on way too long anyway. It's better this way."

Mary could tell that Sam was trying very hard to hold in her emotions so she tried to sound encouraging. "You know, Sam. I'm sure if you just gave Casey a tiny little sign he'd be on your doorstep in two seconds."

Sam took a deep breath, suddenly regaining her composure, "Why would I want to do that? Casey and I are over, Mary. It was a bad idea from the beginning and it's an even worse idea now."

"Yeah, but that doesn't make it hurt any less, does it?"

Sam looked into the compassionate eyes of her best friend, finally managing a weak smile before changing the subject. "So, you gonna get that dress or what? I'm starving and all this wedding stuff is giving me hives."

Mary gave her friend a warm smile and a wink before heading back towards the dressing room to change. She knew Sam needed to talk, but now was not the time. She changed back into her regular clothes and handed the dress off to Jillian so it could be steamed and ready for Saturday.

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Danny took a seat in one of the visitor chairs as Ed finished up a call. As soon as he hung up he smiled at Danny, "So, you ready for the big day?"

"Honestly, yes."

"A week isn't much time to plan a wedding, though."

"You'd be surprised what the girls can pull together. Mary said she'd be happy just going to the courthouse, but I know her. She's always had this idea in her head about a perfect day. She'd end up regretting it somewhere down the line if we didn't at least do something. And thank you so much for offering your house, Ed."

"Don't mention it. Jillian loves to plan these types of things so you're actually doing me a favor by keeping her busy. You sure you're not doing everything too fast. I mean, closing on the house today and getting married on Saturday. Not to mention all this crap with these guys on the internet. Plus we're so busy right now, you're not even going to have time for a honeymoon, Danny."

"I know it seems like we're rushing, but Mary said we could either get married now or we'd have to wait until after the baby was born…something about not wanting to look huge in the wedding photos...so I picked this weekend. I didn't want to wait anymore. Besides, we're both still a little old fashioned. We want to be married before the baby gets here."

"Sounds like you've got it all figured out?"

"For once, I think I do."

"Good. So…talk to me about this game."

"Well, it's invitation only to join. That's what took us so long to get in. Mike finally figured which other game sites some of the players were frequenting and managed to play his way into an invitation. Mike's narrowed the field down to nine players and he's trying to trace some of the IP's and see if we can determine if any of them are the same guys who took Mary. I think we need to call the FBI back in and let them know where we are."

"Tell Mike to keep digging. Once we have some names and locations on these guys, you and Frank can pay them a visit." Danny started to protest, but Ed held up his hand to stop him, "After the wedding! I'm not stupid enough as to invoke the wrath of every female within spitting distance by sending you off right before your wedding. Now, as long as these guys don't know we're watching I don't see any reason why we can't let the Feds work on this until Monday. Agreed?"

"Agreed," Danny visibly relaxed.

"Good, now I've got a little surprise for Mary, but I wanted to run it by you first…"