AN: Ok, sorry that you have all had to wait so long, but I've been busy with a heap of stuff and my computer hasn't been all that co-operative about it. Thank you for all the reviews, it means a lot to me, and I love hearing what you think about my work.

People who guessed Mary's kidnapper. You all know that I won't tell you until I want to!

-"Damn it!" Ed shouted as he smashed the vase of flowers the ladies from the Montecito had brought him. Water splashed to their feet and the bottom of their trouser legs. "He's gone!"-

Love and Death in Las Vegas
By Cat
Chapter four

Ed growled, a sign not to mess with him, but as life-threatening the situation may have been; Luis alerted Ed that he had found something.

"Ed?" Luis said, hiding the timid-ness from his voice. "I think that I might have found something."

Ed grunted at the first installment of the sentence, but turned around in an instant when he heard that Luis had found something. "What did you find?" He said quickly, voice full of concern, with a hint of curiosity. He cleared his head and placed his thoughts back into the right places. His mind had been full of thoughts for the past few moments, making rushed decisions and concerns.

Luis let the look of anger flash onto Ed's face, but he continued with his news. "Mary was apparently seen in a silver convertible sports car with another two males on the I-15, she was reported to be unconscious. Several motorists called in after hearing the report on the news."

Ed looked up like lightning and then opened his mouth. "Did anyone get a license plate number?" He questioned with hope in his voice.

"Yeah," Luis said pulling out a few print-outs, he hand them to Ed and then pulled out a notebook. "The guy the car belongs to reported it stolen just a few days ago. But some of my guys found the car, we had it printed and entered the fingerprints through AFIS. The prints on the steering wheel came out as Leo 'Fox' Connell, who is apparently Mary's cousin on her father's side. He did some time in prison from '97 to '02, for assault. There were prints on the driver side door and the dash board, matched to Frank Connell's, from when he got employed at the Palms as a blackjack dealer. They're photographs look exactly like descriptions from the motorists. No registered address for either, but I did go and speak with Frank Connell's second wife. She said that he was pretty pissed off when she divorced him. Apparently, Mary called Frank's wife- Sylvia Connell- and told her that Frank had raped her when she was a child." Luis turned over the page of the notebook and after moment of reading over his notes he looked down and putt he notebook away.

"Alright, thanks," Ed said with a thoughtful glance towards the still empty hospital bed, "I'm going to head to the Montecito. Let me know if you find anything else out."

.::The Enemy's lair::.

Frank looked through the glass at Mary with an indecisive look. He had always wanted a grand child; he had spent years, wondering what it would be like. It was why he had remarried; it was a shame that Mary had destroyed the relationship. He wanted to make sure the child delivered safely, but he couldn't take her to the hospital. There had been a few news reports about her being missing and people were bound to notice her.

He didn't really want a grand child like this though; it was something Frank hadn't anticipated in the kidnap plan. "Leo?" Frank said to his young nephew after a few moments, making sure that he was paying attention.

"Yes uncle?" Leo- nicknamed 'Fox' for his quick thinking and longish hair- replied, pushing a happy smile away from his face, he replaced it with his trademark smirk. He had enjoyed kidnapping his cousin. It had been fun, especially when he had shot Danny McCoy. Danny had always been a trouble maker when he was younger, sticking his nose in Fox's business. At least now Fox had been able to get revenge.

"Bring Dana in," Frank said with a distant look towards his daughter, "she's a trained nurse, she can deliver the baby."

Fox looked at his uncle for a moment longer, trying to decide what his uncle was thinking about. Dana, his fiancée, was a nurse with a local Las Vegas hospital, finding her was one thing: getting her to agree to coming was another thing.

To be continued…

AN: Sorry it took so long and that it's so short, my computer hasn't been all that agreeable the past few months though…