A few hours after talking to Van Doren Jesse's picture was on the white board and a timeline had been started. The team was gathered around the conference table.

"Danny and I are going to talk to the parents and his girlfriend. Viv, you go to his office, see what you can get. Martin, stay here, check calls and bills and every other link of the sort. Let's go!"

* * *

"Mr. Emerson," Jack said, "Agents Taylor and Malone, with the FBI. We're here about your son's disappearance."

Something was up with Jack, and Danny couldn't tell what it was.

Howard Emerson, a man a bit older than Jack, tall, thin, with brown hair and brown eyes opened the door, allowing both agents into the house.

Sylvia Emerson sat on the coach in the living-room, looking at some pictures of Jesse while growing up.

"I understand Jesse's girlfriend is here. We'd like to talk to her too," Jack said nodding at Danny, who immediately stood up.

"Oh, yes, she's in Jesse's room...upstairs, second door."

Hardly was Danny gone than Jack stated with the typical questions.

"I imagine this is hard, but I need to ask you a few questions..."

"We understand."

"When was the last time you saw Jesse?"

"Yesterday afternoon, about five, he had things to do."

"Do you know what things?"

"No, we don't ask anymore."

"What about something that you remember particularly, something that stand out...anything that happened during the week?"

"Emmmm, he was mad at me all week, we barely talked."

"Why was he mad Mrs. Emerson?"

"I just kept insisting that I wanted to meet his girlfriend's parents, but he kept telling me that that was likely never going to happen," Sylvia explained.

(UPSTAIRS)

"Hi, I'm Agent Taylor, with the FBI. I need to ask you a few questions," Danny said to the young person that stood by the window, opposite to the door.

"I can't believe he sent you!"