TRIVIA: I think I have an affinity for fire. Actually, I was terrified by it for many years when I was young. Maybe it's my way of getting over it. Anyways. What does Sue mean by "not again"?

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About 15 minutes later, Jack and Troy found the abandoned farmhouse. Jack dismounted, found the rock, and found a small envelope. Thankfully, he was smart and brought gloves for the cold, not knowing he would also need them for a case as well. He carefully opened the envelope, taking a deep breath as he looked inside. He quickly let it out when he saw what was inside. "Just her hair." He said under his breath. She was safe. Or at least as safe as she could be with a terrorist.

"PAPER SAY WHAT?" Troy asked.

Jack nodded, taking the card out. "This Washington is in another country. Go there, and you'll find a swing set. Under it, you will find the next clue." He said to himself, frowning as he showed it to Troy. "What on earth does that mean?"

Once he read it, Troy nodded and took out his phone. Luckily, they currently had cell service. Once he found what he was looking for, he showed Jack.

"That's it!" He exclaimed, seeing what was on the screen. "Washington Park in Peru Illinois!" He took the phone to press a few buttons, then took out his own phone.

"I was just about to call you." Mya said, answering the phone. "The phone stopped moving, and I was able to get a location."

"Washington Park in Peru?" Jack suggested.

"Yeah, how did you know?" She asked, confused.

"Don't ask."

"Anyways, I sent officers there." She replied.

"He might be going to the airport that is just north of there." Jack replied, looking at Troy's map. "Send officers there, too. Quietly. It's a very short drive."

"On it." She said, hanging up.

Jack waved to Troy as he put his phone in his pocket. "WE NEED FIND CAR, HITCHHIKE MAYBE."

Troy nodded. "USE HORSE FIRST."

Jack nodded as well as they mounted, and galloped down the road, towards Peru.

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They had stopped for a moment, but Sue couldn't see anything out of the blacked out windows. Almost as soon as they stopped, they started up again. All she could do was pray. She found Nathan's hands in the dark and fingerspelled into his hand. They both prayed hard that they would be safe.

?-?

A few minutes after galloping, they spotted a car driving down the road in the direction they were heading. They flagged it down, and found a middle aged woman driving.

"Hi, my name's Jack Hudson, I'm a Special Agent with the FBI, we need to get to Washington Park ASAP, do you think you could get us there fast?" Jack asked as he put on his mask when she rolled down the window.

She suspiciously looked at him. "Do you have any identification?"

He nodded, handing her his wallet, filled with different forms of identification, including his badge. He impatiently waited, and finally, she handed it back, nodding.

"Alright, get in." She reluctantly said.

They both smiled, then got into the backseat. Troy had tied the horses up against a tree, and someone would grab them later when this was all over. She quickly drove down the road, going about 10 mph above the speed limit.

While they were driving, Jack's phone rang. "Yeah." He distractedly said, answering the phone.

"The phone hasn't moved. Officers are now at both locations, but haven't seen anything yet." Mya explained.

"Make sure they keep their eyes peeled." He said.

"Yeah, all they said was that a maintenance guy came into the airport, but that was it."

"Maintenance guy?" He asked.

"You think they should check up on that?" She asked. "We sent his photo, but maybe they missed something."

"Yes. He can impersonate anyone. If he's leaving on a flight, he could easily get in pretending to be maintenance."

"Do you want me to check the flight manifests?"

"Yes, check for his aliases as well." Jack replied. "We're here. Gotta go." He said as the woman stopped in front of Washington Park. "Thank you so much." He quickly said as he and Troy got out, then ran to the swings.

There were two swings. Troy dug under one, Jack under another. Troy waved when he found something. Jack came over to see. It was the second card, along with Sue's cell phone. "Help, I'm on fire. You're too late." Jack read aloud as he frowned.

"THIS MEAN WHAT?" Troy asked.

"DON'T KNOW." Jack signed. His phone rang, so he answered it. "Yeah."

"They found the van that the maintenance guy was using. It was empty, save for a woman's jacket." Mya explained.

"Was it pink?" He nervously asked.

"Yeah." She replied quietly.

"They're somewhere in that airport. Ground all the flights, and shut down the entrances." He said.

"Already have. They haven't found anything." She said.

"Tell them to look for a fire. We'll be there in a few minutes." He said before handing up.

"A fire?" Mya asked herself before she got back on the phone.

?-?

"Please!" Sue exclaimed, seeing the blindfold coming towards her eyes. Too late. She couldn't see a thing. A few seconds later, she and she assumed Nathan as well, were led out of the van, to somewhere, she couldn't tell what. Their leg binds were cut, but not their hands. She was then pushed on the ground. She stayed there in fear, but when she didn't feel anyone nearby, she was brave enough to pull her bound hands up to take the blindfold off. When she did, she was startled with what she saw. She and Nathan were in the center of a large building, a ring of fire encircling them. There was no way to get out, and the fire was getting closer to them, creeping in closer and closer as the seconds passed.

"Not again" She said, seeing their predicament.