A/N: Well let me know what you think. Enjoy.

"Morning." said Martin as he walked into the bullpen.

"Morning." replied Jack.

"The others not here yet?" Martin asked, glancing round the near empty room.

"Viv's there." said Jack nodding towards the door at Vivian who was just entering.

"Morning guys." called Vivian as she reached them. "No sign of the others?"

Jack and Martin shook their heads.

"You think we should call?" she asked.

The others exchanged worried glances. Usually they would just wait for them to show up, with the business with Sam's stalker had made everyone just that little bit more worried and cautious.

"I'll call." said Vivian. She dialled Danny's apartment and waited a few moments. "No one's answering there. I'll try their cell phones." Two failed calls later and the others were even more worried.

"Well we're probably over reacting, but do you think we should go over there?" asked Vivian.

"Errr...I dunno." said Martin. "What do you think Jack?"

Jack sighed and glanced at his watch. "If they were stuck in traffic or had car trouble or something they probably would have called by now...so...well there's no harm in checking. Viv and I will go, Martin you stay here in case they show up."

"Alright." said Martin, even though anyone could tell he wanted to go too.

Vivian and Jack arrived at Danny's apartment building. Seeing Danny's car still parked, they hurried up to his place anxiously. The door was closed and there was no sign of anything out of the ordinary.

"Danny! Sam!" called Vivian knocking on the door. There was silence from inside.

"Jack you got the key?" asked Vivian.

Jack nodded and reached into his pocket, they all had copies of keys at the office in case of emergencies. He unlocked the door and cautiously went in followed by Vivian.

She gasped in shock once they got inside seeing an unconcious Danny tied to a chair. Vivian rushed over to him, untying him and trying to get him to wake up, Jack took out his gun and went to check the rest of the apartment.

"Danny." said Vivian gently shaking him. "Danny."

Danny groaned, and stirred a little.

"It's clear, but there's no sign of Sam." said Jack worried.

Danny opened his bleary eyes, squinting against the light to see Jack and Vivian's familiar faces. Jack got him a glass of water.

"What happened?" asked Vivian once he had had a few sips.

"There was this guy....he hit me...oh God, is Sam alright?" asked Danny still somewhat out of it.

"We better call an ambulance." said Jack.

"I'm on it. I'll call Martin too." replied Vivian.

"What else can you remember Danny?" asked Jack.

"He had a cloth...think it was chloroform, then I don't remember any more until just now."

"You just rest for a moment, we'll get you check out soon."

"What about Sam?" asked Danny again.

Jack sighed. "She's not here."

"What?" asked Danny distressed. "Oh God...we have to find her..." He tried to get up.

"Danny you just stay here. I'm going to look around."

He gestured to Vivian who was still on the phone that he was going to look around.

Walking into the guest room where Sam had been staying, he noticed the cloth on the floor. He also saw the blood on the pillow, and grimaced. Glancing around he saw that there was bedding all over the floor but apart from that there was no sign of a struggle. Taking a second glance he saw a note pinned to the mirror, much like the other Sam had already recieved. It said, 'Let's play hide and seek. It's your turn to seek. You find us soon enough Sammy will still be alive.' Jack shuddered.

"Viv, we're going to need to call the forensics team...and uhh you should see this." he said walking back to the others. She nodded. "Alright I'll look in a moment. I called Martin he said he'd come over too. I'll just call forensics."

Around 2 hours later they were back at the office after Danny had been checked over by the paramedics, all worried sick for Samantha. They were now waiting for forensics to call with what they had found. They sat anxiously surrounding the phone, every minute they waited could be risking Samantha's life more and more, they had to find her if they were going by what the note threatened.

When the phone rang Jack picked it up. "Hello?" he said.

"Hello, this is Dominic Holden from forensics."

"Yes, what did you find?"

Jack heard a sigh from Dominic. "Well the good news is that there were fingerprints all over the place, we sent them to be run now, so you should have a name soon. That's the good news."

"The bad news?"

"There was definitely chloroform on the cloth that was used to subdue Agent Taylor. And the blood on the pillow was mixed with salivia, probably from a hit to the face. We're running tests to find out who's it was. And uhhh...." Dominic hesitated.

"What?" asked Jack carefully.

"We found some traces of semen on the bed."

Jack almost gagged. "Are you sure?"

"Positive." he replied.

"Okay, thank you."

Jack hung up the phone and turned to the others.

"There's some good news, who ever it was left fingerprints every where."

"That's strange." mused Vivian. "The other times there weren't any fingerprints or anything."

"What's the bad news?" Danny looked at Jack his eyes large with concern.

Jack sighed. "Forensics found that there were traces of semen on the bed."

"Oh God..." said Martin turning pale.

"Does that mean...." began Vivian but cut herself off answering her own question.

"It's my fault." said Danny distraught. "I should have fought him harder."

"He drugged you Danny, there's nothing else you could have done." said Jack strictly, they weren't going to get anywhere if everyone started blaming themselves.

"Poor Sam." whispered Danny, not even being able to imagine what she must be feeling like to be violated in that way.

Vivian as another woman felt her heart go out to Samantha, she also could only imagine how traumatic it would be, and having to deal with the long term effects of something as horrific as that....it was going to be tough.

"You know, this time the guys is leaving fingerprints, and something to get DNA from. Either he slipped up, or he's playing games and figured that it was time for us to find out who it was. And I'm guessing it's the latter." said Martin.

"That guy is one sick bastard." said Danny vehemently.

They sat in silence for a while, dwelling on their own thoughts, mainly of Sam and if she was alright, waiting for the phone to ring so they could find out who it is.

After a while the phone rang, and they were startled out of their own little worlds. Jack reached over and grabbed it.

"Hello?" he said, "You got a name?" He paused for a few moments and then his eyes widened in shock. "You sure?....Ok bye."

"It's Ken Jones." he said still shocked.

"The case we had a few weeks ago? The guy who kidnapped those women?" askd Martin.

Jack nodded. "He disappeared, and we never found him."

"Samantha had several nightmares about him...nightmares about when you found him and his last victim." he said nodding at Jack. He had the others full attention now.

"She didn't mention anything." said Martin.

"You know Sam, she wouldn't." replied Danny.

"What happened in the dreams? Did she tell you?" asked Vivian.

"She said it was like she was back in the warehouse...but this guy, Ken Jones, he shot her and then she woke up. She said she had the same dream several times."

Vivian shivered, "Well let's hope it doesn't come true."