Donovan woke up with a start. It took him a minute to realize where he was. He looked around the room; Gina was nowhere to be seen. The quietness in the house didn't sit well with him.

As he made his way down the stairs, Donovan could hear the radio from the security room. Most likely Cody was playing with his new toys.

In the kitchen, Donovan looked for something to eat. on the counter was a note from Monica.

Took Jake and Alex to get supplies. Cody refuses to leave his new toys. Left you the last bottled water even though Jake started to drink from it.

Monica

"Nice of them to leave something for me," Donovan muttered, taking a large swallow from the bottle.

Donovan jumped when he heard something fall upstairs.

"Gina?" Donovan yelled up the stairs, "Are you okay?"

Donovan unholstered his gun and slowly made his way up the stairs. He pushed the bedroom door open and slowly entered the room. At the far side, Donovan spotted Gina lying on the floor, her mouth gagged and hands tied. He moved quickly towards her and sighed in relief as he felt a strong pulse.

"Nope, she's not dead," a voice sneered from the doorway.

Donovan looked up in surprise to find John holding a gun on him. "I should've known you were behind this," Donovan growled, slowly standing up, "leave her out of this."

"What makes you think all this was for her?" John laughed, stepping back away from Donovan, "I was over her years ago. What's the matter? Feeling a little tired?"

"What have you..." Donovan started, but the words stopped when he suddenly felt woozy and stumbled against the wall.

"Wasn't hard to drug you since that kid open the water," John admitted, "I'm here for you Frank, we have some unfinished business."

Donovan heard John's laughter as his world turned dark.

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"Well, no one told me what kind of snacks Donovan likes," Jake said, defending himself as he walked into the cabin.

"Jake, you set the alarm when we left right?" Alex asked, studying the computer pad.

"Yea, why?" Jake asked, dropping the bag of food when he heard yelling and pounding.

"Donovan? Cody?" Alex yelled, drawing her gun.

"Alex!" Cody yelled, pounding on the door, "I'm locked in here! Donovan's in trouble upstairs!"

Alex worked on getting Cody free from his room; meanwhile, Jake and Monica ran upstairs. They were unsure what they would find, but expected the worst.
"What happened?" Alex asked, yanking the door open.

"I was working in here. Radio on, never heard the door lock," Cody started explain, "then on the monitors I saw Donovan and this guy confront each other."

"Donovan's not upstairs," Monica said, running down the stairs, "Jake's tending to Gina. She's been knocked out. We need to call Tom."

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"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty," John smiled, throwing a glass of water on Donovan's face.

Donovan jumped as much as his chains would let him. His arms were chained to the chair he sat in. Groggily, he checked his surroundings. There was hardly any light was coming into the building. Windows must be painted, he thought to himself.
A glint of silver caught his eye and he focused on it. Next to the chair was a table with various instruments and needles. Donovan took a deep breath and tried to see if he could break free.

"Won't help," John commented, pulling a chair up in front of Donovan and sat down.

"Give up, John," Donovan gasped, "my team will be here soon."

"Oh, you mean the GPS they put in your watch?" John asked, twirling it around his fingers, "They won't find you until I let them find you. I've been following you and your team for a few months now. I knew using Gina as bait would bring you out."

"All this," Donovan asked as he motioned to the table with his head. "Just to kill me?"

"I don't want to kill you," John replied, punching Donovan in the face, "not yet, anyway. I have big plans for you. Struggle all you want Frank, the drugs in your system will only start to work faster. Maybe I will pay another call on Gina."

"Touch her and I will kill you," Donovan spat, trying to lunge at John.

"Maybe you will, maybe you won't." John said pulling Donovan's head back, "but you will kill somebody."

"Get bent," Donovan growled, pulling out of John's grip.

"Oh, now you made me upset." John said, picking up a scalpel off the table, "Care to know what'll make me smile?"

"Me breaking your neck?" Donovan smiled.

"Me hearing you scream." John mocked, sticking the scalpel into Donovan's left shoulder. John smiled as he heard Donovan trying to muffle his scream.

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"What the hell 'do' you mean John's alive?" Tom exploded, pacing across the living room.

"You've seen the video from the bedroom," Gina muttered, holding the ice pack to her neck.

"We made sure when news of his death came out that it wasn't a setup," Tom hissed, kicking over a table. "Anything on his GPS?"

"Nothing," Cody sighed, "either it's turned off or being blocked."

"I'll be in contact," Tom said, heading for the door.

"And you are going where?" Alex demanded to know.

"Back to headquarters to start the rescue operation." Tom bit out.

"Then we're going with," Jake replied, stepping up.

"You have no authority," Tom warned.

"Stop with the technical bull," Gina yelled, "we're going and that's it."

"Gina," Tom started to say.

"No," Gina replied, holding one finger up, "Frank's saved me more than once. It's time to repay that."

"Fine, let's go." Tom gave in, "It's not going to be easy finding Frank. They could be anywhere."