14 hours missing

"God, what happened?" asked Lisa. James turned up and was now dragging a semi-concious Samantha out of the car.

"She got cocky." said James simply. "Tried to do a runner. We need to keep a closer eye on her, she managed to get my pocket knife."

"Hurry get her inside, we don't want anyone seeing. I'll get her feet."

Together they got Samantha inside and tied her to a chair in one of the back rooms, where no one could see in.

"Think they'll find us back here?" asked Lisa

"Maybe, not for a while though. Did you call about the money?"

"No, didn't have time. I was just about when I saw them leave." said Lisa.

"Well I guess we should give them a call." said James.

Meanwhile back at the FBI offices, the team were trying to figure out how they knew that they were on their way.

"Maybe there's a third person, who's been watching us." speculated

Vivian.

"It could have been one of them keeping an eye on us." said Jack.

"That doesn't matter!" said Martin angrily "We need to find Sam. That has to be our top priority. If all that blood was hers, then...we need to find her." He turned away, not wanting the team to see the tears forming in his eyes. Danny had been strangely quiet, he too was trying to hide the tears forming. Every time he closed his eyes, even blinking the photographs of Sam filled his head.

Vivian's voice broke his concentration. "I know this is hard. We

all want her back and want her to be alright. We have to work together to find her, and the only way were are going to do that is if we follow every single lead or theory. See if they lead us to her."

Vivian knew her words may make her sound cold and uncaring, but she wanted Sam back as much as the rest of them. She missed having the other woman on the team. Sometimes it was easier to talk to someone of the same gender. She knew about Sam and Jacks affair. Samantha had phoned her in tears, needing someone to talk to, when it had ended.

Vivian hadn't judged her, she just gave her some words of advice. That had been the start of a strong friendship.

She had to admit, that she felt it was more Jack's fault then

Samantha's, and had lost some of her respect for him. Not professional respect, but respect all the same. She couldn't help but be worried about him though. He was acting very cold and businesslike, probably to hide his true emotions, but it wasn't healthy to bottle up your feelings, she would have to talk to him.

"Ok, we have to find Samantha." said Jack "It is our main

priority. We need to get the money ready, so that we can give it to

them without delay. I'll see Van Doren. Viv, organise an ambulance make sure its ready. Danny and Martin, get those brains working, see if you can find any information on where they would have gone now."

Jack walked into his office, followed by a concerned looking

Vivian. "Jack? Are you alright?" she asked sympathetically. "Look I

know you still care about her...."

"I care about her, in the way that you care about Danny or Martin.

Those feelings are gone, its over. I just, I don't know. Sometimes I

wish I had done things differently. We are over now, have been for a long time. Besides I think she likes Martin."

"So you noticed that too? He likes her." said Vivian with a small

chuckle.

"They will be happy together." said Jack, with no regret. "I've decided to try and make things work with Maria."

Vivian looked startled for a moment, then smiled "Good for you Jack. I hope it works out. I'll go call the ambulance, get them ready."

"Thanks Viv." Said Jack. "I'll call Van Doren."

"Hello, Paula?"

"Hi Jack."

"Did you get the money?"

"Yeah, although they said we can only have 15 thousand, and only as a last resort."

"Are you serious? They were expecting a lot more than that. Doesn't this bureau care about the safety of their agents?!" said Jack enraged.

"I'm sorry Jack. That's the highest I could get them. You may have to find another way."

Vivian walked back to the others. "Any brainwaves guys?" They both shook their head sadly.

Vivian picked up the phone and dialled the ambulance. "Hello? This is Special Agent Johnson, I'm going to need an ambulance ready. Not sure where to yet. Ok. Yeah thanks. We'll give you call."

Vivian hung up the phone. "Ok we got the ambulance on call, any time we need it."

"That's good." said Danny, the phone rang. The Danny, Martin and Vivian exchanged glances. Danny reached over and grabbed it, "Hello." He said.

"Agent Taylor?"

"That's me. James right?" said Danny, again recording the conversation.

Vivian went over to Jack's office door and gestured for him to come

out.

"You got the money?" asked James.

"We got it."

"How much?"

"Enough."

"And how much is that in cash?"

"15 thousand." said Danny.

"15 thousand?! Is that it? I thought your agent would be worth a lot

more to you."

"Look do you want it or not?" asked Danny frustrated.

"It will do. Right, Lisa will pick up the money, and leave you an

envelope, that will tell you Samantha's location."

"How do we know you're not lying? And that you will actually give us her location?"

"You will just have to trust us. Otherwise you may never get Samantha back."

Danny sighed in resignation. "Ok, where do you want to get the money?"

"You know the small park near Maple Drive and Sherman Street?"

"Yeah."

"Ok, I want you, and only you there. You will walk over to the benches and leave the bag on it. Then walk back to your car and get in. Lisa will walk over pick up the bag and leave an envelope. She will then get into her car and drive away. You can then go back and get the envelope.

If there is any sign you are not alone, even the smallest signal.

Samantha dies. Got it?"

"Yes. Got it."

"This happens in 45 minutes." said James and then hung up.

Danny put the phone down and took a deep breath. "Ok, here's the

playback." He said, pressing the play button on the tape.

The team listened in silence. "That park is a very quiet neighborhood park. Very peaceful." said Vivian. "Taking a lot of FBI and police out of there will attract a lot of attention. A very good place for a drop."

"We need to figure out how to do this." said Jack

"I have to go by myself, you heard what he said, and I don't think he's bluffing." said Danny.

"Danny's right." said Martin. "He sounds like he wouldn't mind doing

what he threatened."

"Ok." said Jack sighing. "We'll get Danny ready."

The phone rang again. Danny being closest grabbed it. "Hello?"

"Hi, is that Jack Malone?"

"No I'll just get him. Who is this please?" said Danny curiously.

"It's Tom Raymond. Chief of police."

Ok, here you go." said Danny passing the phone to Jack.

"Hello?"

"Hey Jack. We got a call from a Alice Harris on Oakwood street. A woman fitting Agent Spade's description was carried into a house there. This Alice wasn't going to call but then she saw that the woman looked unconscious and was covered in a large amount of blood."

Jack grinned widely "Thank you so much Tom. What was the address?"

"1888 Oakwood Street, near Magnolia Drive."

"Thanks, and Tom, I'm going to need some backup."

"Sure. Bye"

Jack turned round to face the gang. "Great news. We know where Sam is!

Someone called police and said they saw someone fitting her description being taken into a house."

"Are you sure its her Jack?" asked Martin

"Definitely. The house is 1888 Oakwood." said Jack smiling.

"Hey isn't that Lisa Atkins house?" asked Danny "Why did we not think

to look there! Most obvious place."

"That's probably why they did that."

"We need to get out there right away." said Martin anxiously.

"Let's go." said Jack. "Martin you come with me. Danny and Viv go take another car."

Samantha woke to someone hitting her cheeks to make her wake up. "Hey!

Wake up!" said James.

Samantha opened her eyes wincing against the light and the throbbing pain in her head. "We're leaving soon. It's been fun getting to know you."

Samantha looked at him with disgust, and spat in his face. James wiped it away chuckling. "Shame we didn't spend more quality time together.

Well it was good enough." He said grinning suggestively. "Guess we have time for one thing before we go." He pulled out his pocket-knife, and sliced into the opposite cheek as he did earlier. Samantha tried to scream in pain but couldn't manage to get the energy, and only managed a pained gasp. All her anger, pain, fear from the past few hours

suddenly hit her and tears started flowing rapidly down her face.

Lisa walked in, "Come on James. We don't have time for this."

14.5 hours missing

Martin sat in the passenger seat of the car, fidgeting nervously.

"Hey Martin. Calm down. She'll be fine."

"How do you know? Did you see the blood? What if...what if you know?"

Jack glanced at Martin. "You really like her don't you?"

Martin looked surprised. "No I don't. I like her just as a friend."

"Martin, I know you do. Everyone knows." said Jack grinning.

"You're ok with this?" asked Martin.

"As long as it doesn't interfere with your work and you make her happy then I'm fine."

"Thanks Jack, that means a lot."

Danny stared anxiously at the road, gripping the wheel very tightly.

"Danny. You ok?" asked Vivian.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just looking forward to getting Sam back."

Vivian smiled. She got out her cell, "Hey. This is Agent Johnson. I

requested an ambulance earlier, and we need it to go 1888 Oakwood. Can you not have the sirens? Thanks."

The three cars containing the team and the police, pulled up just down the street from the house so not to draw any unwanted attention.

They all got out slowly and quietly. Walking up to the house, the group split up, half going round the back and half round the front.

Jack walked up to the front door, followed by the rest of the team and some police.

He tried the door, but it was locked. "We gotta get it open."

Taking a skeleton key from a policeman he carefully unlocked the door.

Looking inside he saw no sign of anything. "Ok, guns out, go quietly

and look around."