*** Hey guys. I decided to go ahead and jump to when Rachel and Santana are out of college. They are about 26 or 27 in this. I didn't want to make this a sequel, because I will often refer to events in an earlier chapter and there will be flashbacks to the rest of their high school years and their college years. ***
Santana woke up in her apartment. She looked down at the girl next to her and smiled. She could not believe that she had been with the girl for ten years. She continued to surprise herself everyday with how much she loved the girl. Over the years their dreams had come true. They had made it through high school and college without breaking up again and without anymore attempts on their lives. Santana had gone to Columbia and studied Criminal Justice. She now worked for the FBI in the Missing Persons unit (she quickly learned that it was not as exciting as on television, but she still loved what she did). Rachel attended Julliard and was now working on her first Broadway show. She was beginning to get nervous as opening night approached. Santana sometimes joked that Rachel pretended to act nervous so she could hear Santana tell her how amazing she was. Rachel had not exactly denied the claim. She smiled as she saw Rachel's eyes flutter open.
"Morning, beautiful." She greeted her girlfriend.
"Good morning. Don't you have to go the office?" Rachel said.
"Ugh…it can wait." Santana said.
"Santana Lopez. Your team could be waiting on you to begin an investigation on a missing child whose life is in danger. Are you saying that can wait?" Rachel said, knowing that would get her moving. The worst part of Santana's job was when she was looking for a kidnapped child. Santana had a soft spot for kids and she hated when people abused them or kidnapped them. Every time they found one that they had not been able to save, Santana cried at home and was upset for days.
Santana looked at Rachel. "We have been together too long. You know how to get to me."
"Just get ready Cheerio." Rachel said.
"You are aware that I am no longer a Cheerio, right?" Santana said.
"Is that why you keep your uniform in pristine condition and freak out if I accidentally move or touch it?" Rachel said.
"Whatever." Santana said.
"And anyway, I like calling you Cheerio. Do you not like it?" Rachel asked.
"I love it." Santana said, kissing her forehead and getting up. "What time are you going to be home tonight?"
"Late. I need to get ready too. My rehearsal starts in an hour." Within fifteen minutes, Rachel and Santana were out of their apartment and on their way to their respective jobs.
Santana walked into the squad room.
"Lopez, did you get the coffee?" her partner Marcus Richards said.
"It is right here, Rich. Calm down." Santana smirked
"What about me?" her other team member Aiden Trenton said.
"Here." She handed them both the coffee. Over the years she had adapted to being the only girl on the team. Suddenly her team leader walked in.
"Here you go Price." She handed her team leader, Evan Price, his coffee.
"Thanks, San." The team was like a family to Santana.
"So do we have a case?" Marcus asked.
"Not that I know of." Evan replied.
"Price! New case, just came in." another agent said just as Santana went to put sugar in her coffee. When she came back, Evan was briefing the team.
"Okay guys, victim was kidnapped about half an hour ago on her way to work. Witnesses say she walked out with a female, they parted ways, and then she was taken when she got to work."
Santana had not looked up at the screen. "Do we have a name?"
"Yea…uh…Rachel Berry." Evan said. Santana quickly looked up.
"Says here she has a live in girlfriend and they have been together since high school. Must be who the other female was." Aiden said.
"Do we have a picture?" Marcus asked.
"One second." Aiden pulled up a picture. "It says this is their senior photo…whoa." The screen was suddenly filled with Rachel and Santana's senior picture. They had taken individual ones, but Rachel's dads had wanted pictures of the both of them.
"Santana, is that…" Marcus trailed off.
"That is my girlfriend." Santana said.
"Are you going to be okay with this case?" Evan asked.
"I am going to find Rachel." Santana said.
He nodded. "Okay, where does she work?"
"She recently got the lead in an upcoming Broadway musical. She was on her way to rehearsal when I last saw her." Santana said.
"Okay, why don't you and Marcus go to her rehearsal location and find out if anyone say her this morning before she was taken." Evan said.
Santana nodded. She was going to find Rachel. She just had too. Marcus and Santana made their way to rehearsal.
"Chang!" Santana said the moment she walked in. Her high school friend instantly walked over.
"San, where is Rachel? The director is fixing to explode." Mike said.
"She got kidnapped, Chang. Did anyone talk to her this morning?" Santana asked.
"Not that I know of. Brittany might have." Mike said. He and Brittany were dancers in the same show. "Are you okay?"
"I am fine. Where is B?" San asked.
"I am here. What is going on? S, where is Rachel?"
"She got kidnapped, B. Did you talk to her?" Santana said.
"No. I am so sorry." Brittany said. She looked at Marcus. "Who are you?"
"I am her partner, Agent Marcus Richards."
"You have to find Rachel." Brittany said.
"We are going to do all we can." Marcus said. Santana looked at him.
"We will find her, B. I can guarantee you that." Santana said. She went on to question all of Rachel's co-stars.
As they left, Marcus spoke up. "Lopez, are you going to be okay working this case?"
"I am going to be fine. I am going to find her." Santana said.
"Don't you think you are a little bit to close to the case?" he asked.
"No! I will not be able to concentrate on anything else until I find her." Santana said.
"Do you love her?" he asked.
"I have since I was sixteen years old." Santana said.
"I will do everything I can to help you find her." he replied.
Santana smiled up at him. Her phone rang.
"Lopez."
"We think we know where she is." Aiden said. He gave her an address and they quickly drove there.
"We received this fax saying she would call you at 12." It was 11:59. As soon as her clock changed to 12 her phone rang.
"Lopez." She answered.
"San?"
"Baby are you okay?" Santana asked.
"I am fine…for now. San, please just do whatever they say and find me." Rachel said. Another voice quickly came on the line.
"We see your car out there, Lopez. Come on up and we will negotiate. You can even bring your FBI buddies with you." they line went dead.
"They want us up there." Santana said. They pulled out their guns quickly went upstairs.
Santana went in a room and saw Rachel tied up to a chair. She quickly looked around and saw two guys. They all looked weirdly familiar.
"You are trying to figure out where you have seen us before, right?" one of them asked. Santana nodded. "Our brother was Marshall Andrews."
The color drained out of Santana's face. "What do you want with Rachel?"
"See, if it were not for you two, our brother would be alive." He said.
"Santana and I did not kill your brother." Rachel said.
"Shut up!" the other one said, hitting Rachel. It took all of Santana's self control not to shoot him.
"We did not kill Marshall. He shot himself when Karofsky turned the gun to protect Rachel and I." Santana calmly said.
"Listen, how about you guys just let her go and we can talk about all of this." Evan said.
"Untie her." the older one said.
"Wait, what?"
"Untie her!"
Rachel was untied and quickly walked across the room. Aiden put away his gun and got her out of harm's way. Marcus, Santana, and Evan kept their guns out. As Rachel walked by, Santana let out a breath she had not been aware she was holding. Rachel was safe.
"You idiot. Why did you let her go?" the younger one yelled.
"Shut up." His brother yelled.
"Well then I will just shoot her." he raised a gun and almost shot Santana. All three agents started firing. Both brothers were quickly dead.
"You all right, San?" Evan asked. She nodded and went to check on Rachel.
"Ray!" she yelled. She immediately grabbed the girl in a hug.
"Baby girl are you okay?" Santana asked.
"I think so." Rachel said.
"We are going to have you checked out. No arguments." Santana motioned for an EMT.
"Baby girl what happened?" Santana asked.
"I was about to walk into the theater when I was stopped. They asked if I was Rachel Berry and I said yes. Next thing I know, they are hitting me and I am in the back of a van and taken here. Then they made me call you." Rachel said.
"Sweetie, that is awful. I am going to take you to work from now on." Santana said.
"San, we are not in high school anymore. You cannot walk me places and be where you need to be in thirty seconds. We are in New York City, not McKinley High School." Rachel said.
"Well, I will figure something out. You are going to be safe, I promise." Santana said.
"With you, I know I will be." Rachel said.