Adam paced around his office. Shalimar was over two hours late and no one had heard from her. He looked at his Comlink ring and felt he had no choice but to use it. "Shalimar?" He waited for an answer and didn't hear one. "Shalimar are you there?"

Back where Shalimar was being held, Adam's voice came through her Comlink ring which was sitting in a manilla envelope in a closet. His voice went unnoticed.

Adam continued his pacing after receiving no response from Shalimar.

The team soon appeared in the doorway. "Any word?" Emma asked.

"Nothing," Adam said as he shook his head.

"Emma, can you call the hotel she was staying at. Maybe they know when she left. Jesse, can you find out what airline she was flying back on and find out whether she was on that plane or not."

"What about me?" Brennan asked.

"Brennan, I want you to stay close to the phone and computer in case she calls or emails in."

The team rushed off to complete their assigned tasks, all fearful of what could have happened to Shalimar.

"Dammit, Shalimar where are you?" Adam said aloud as he slammed his hands down on his desk.

Shalimar laid in her bed, still unable to move her arms. The pain had returned and it had been hours since anyone had come in to check on her.

She examined her restraints carefully to see how they came undone and quickly noted the lock. "Shit!" she said as she leaned her head back, breathing heavily through the pain.

She heard a knock on the door and saw a doctor in the doorway.

"Good, you're awake," he said as he walked in and stood by her bedside. "I'm Doctor Burns. I've been treating you for the past few days."

"Days?" she exclaimed. "How long have I been here?"

He had the same steel clipboard that the previous doctor had. Flipping the papers around he found his answer, "Three days."

"I--I thought the other doctor was treating me."

"What other doctor?"

Shalimar tried to remember what the other man looked like but couldn't remember. With all the medication it was almost impossible for her to think clearly.

"I don't know his name. He came in here earlier."

The doctor shrugged, "You were probably just dreaming or something."

Shalimar stared at the doctor in confusion.

"Let me check on your wound real quick." The doctor went around to the other side of the bed and pulled her covers down. He pulled her gown up and removed a corner of the bandaging in order to take a peek at the wound. "You've been moving around too much I see." He reached over to the shelf next to her bed and grabbed a gauze pad. He dabbed at her wound to sop up some fresh blood that had come from it. "You need to stay still or you're going to rip these stitches right out." He cleaned the wound up and then put on a fresh bandage. Then he fixed her gown and pulled her covers back over her to keep her warm.

"Can you untie my arms?"

"If I untie you then you really won't stay still. Besides, it says here on your chart that you were..."

"Combative," Shalimar quickly cut him off, "I know all about it."

"I'm sorry, I can't untie you."

"Can I see my chart?" she asked.

He was taken by surprise and the look on his face showed it. "Huh?"

"Can I look at that," she said motioning to the chart he held in his hand.

"I--I'm not, I don't think I'm allowed to..."

"It's my chart, all about me, why wouldn't you be able to?"

He thought about it and didn't have an answer. Slowly he extended his arm and handed the chart to her. She did her best to read through it but it was hard with only one hand.

As she read through it she noticed a paperclip binding the papers together. She looked up at the doctor and saw that he was busy looking out in the hall to make sure no one came in to see her sitting there looking at her medical chart, so she swiped it.

He came back over to her and grabbed the chart from her, "Okay, reading time is over. Don't tell anyone I let you do that."

"Don't worry, I won't." She tried to get comfortable but found it hard to do so because of the constant throbbing in her stomach. "Do I get another shot of morphine or something soon?"

"I'll have the nurse come in and give you something. I'll be back later." When he got to the doorway he turned back around, "Remember, no moving around."

"Yeah, yeah," she said.

He smiled and left the room.

She waited a few moments for the nurse to come into the room. "Can you lighten up on the meds or something? I want the pain to go away but I don't want to have to go to sleep. I've heard of a girl getting her beauty sleep but damn!"

The nurse laughed, "I'll cut it back so it won't make you sleep. It'll be enough to take the edge off but it won't block the pain completely."

"Deal."

The nurse did what she had to do and then left the room.

Shalimar held the paperclip in her hand and decided against picking the lock right away. She figured she'd better wait until that night when no one was around and there were less interruptions. She pulled the blanket back and dropped the paperclip onto the sheet where she could easily retrieve it again. Then she pulled the blanket back over it so no one would see it if they came into the room.

Jesse rushed into Adam's office to share the information he'd learned about Shalimar's flight. "I just called Delta Airlines and she was supposed to be on flight 690 last night but she wasn't."

Adam could see the fear in Jesse's eyes, the same fear that was in his own. "Okay. Maybe...maybe she just missed the flight and got on another flight."

"I called the airport to check on the other flights and then called those airlines. She wasn't on any one of those flights either."

Adam was just about to speak when Emma rushed into the office, "They have no record of her checking out of her hotel room."

"Okay, Jesse, get the Double Helix ready. Emma, go get Brennan. We need to go down there and find out what's going on, and fast!."