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Chapter 18:

They sat in silence, staring at the screen in front of them. She was shivering in a dark cold room. There were bruises all over her body. Jack knew her face. It was the one of a woman who was strong, who wasn't giving in. The face of a woman scared but was refusing to put aside her dignity. Her eyes showed knowledge, the wisdom that she was going to die before she was let out of there, the acceptance that there was nothing she could do. Jack could read her face easier than a book. His heart sank with horror. By the looks on the other men's faces, they were thinking about the same thing.

There was no sound, so no one could hear any noises but a man came up in front of the camera beside Sue. Bobby tensed up in his seat – he could almost sense it was Greg, though his face was covered. He held up a poster that read: Hello FBI. As you can see she's still here. I'm enjoying her company. Don't start any funny business; just enjoy the last 16 hours you have to look at her. After that, I'm done sharing her. He then went over to her. She was drowsy and could barely back away. Jack froze in horror as he bent over her and kissed her. She tried backing off but her weakness was apparent. He held her tightly, though she winced, as he pressed harder into her already bruised arms. Jack wanted to throw up. D put a hand on his shoulder, knowing that it was torture what Jack was going through, watching Sue being violated like that.

The man faced the screen again. Sue's mind flickered with understanding. Video camera, she thought, he's taping me and sending it to someone. Before her mind could process anymore, the man walked up to her again. The sleeping pill was wearing off again. She could feel some of her strength returning. She focused with all her might to fight off her captor, and succeeded.

Pratner was furious. He knew the FBI had seen her little outburst, and now she and her friends we're going to see the punishment. She needed to learn that she was going to comply and he was going to make her. He was the boss now. Her little assail had tired her. He went over to her and hit her on the head. She winced backwards and he took his opportunity to pin her to the floor. She squirmed and tried to kick but couldn't do any damage. He took out his knife and lifted her shirt slightly.

Back at the bullpen, Bobby and Jack thought they were going to go insane. It was anguish, having to watch. They saw Sue kick her attacker, but knew that she would pay the price. They watched in terror and he pinned her to the ground and took out his knife. Jack couldn't hold it any longer; he wanted to scream. He turned as the man put the knife to her stomach.

She bled slowly from her wound. It wasn't deep but it was an obvious lesson. Try something again and he'll do something worse. He stood watching her. She held her head high, refusing to back down and let him see the pain in her eyes. She was going to die with her dignity.

"What do you want from me?" She asked him quietly

"It never starting being about you until you found out. Then I knew I needed you, and that you couldn't be left behind. Now you're going to help me out. Then you're going to be mine. No more job at the FBI. You work for me now honey - that is, until I'm done with you." Pratner replied. She was confused, but one thing was clear. They weren't planning on letting her go. Ever. He walked over and held her against the wall. "Don't try anything again, you hear me?" He then reached into his pocket. Sue recognized her pill bottle from the hospital and tried to clamp her lips shut. He forced a pill into her mouth, along with some water and she felt the drowsiness overcome her. He let her slump to the floor, unconscious, before smiling and waving at the camera.

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Another hour had passed. Myles insisted that Jack and Bobby stop watching the computer. He saw the torment on Jack's face, the guilt in Bobby's eyes. They didn't need to watch more of a helpless Sue, lying pathetically on the ground. Myles took control and told them he would watch the computer and let them know when she woke up.

Jack recognized the pills that the man gave Sue as the ones from the hospital. He decided to call up Dr. Jake, to make sure that she wouldn't be harmed just from overdose. Dr. Miller assured him that it would be hard on her system but thankfully, shouldn't do any lasting damage unless her gave her many of them at once, or very often. Since Pratner seemed to be content just using them to control her occasionally, it was one thing to be thankful for.

D had called in backup help, especially with Tara gone. Rick Warrington a forensic analyst and computer whiz took over the computer and tried to trace where the signal was coming from.

"It's going to be a tough code to crack but I'll keep working on it. They keep randomizing the signal so its almost impossible to trace." He explained to Myles and Bobby. While Rick continued to work, Myles, Bobby and Jack decided to go over everything they knew about Greg. They knew it was him on the camera, though he disguised his face. His stature, his demeanour – it all matched up. Since they had received confirmation that he in fact was Brendan Pratner, they were in no doubt of his involvement.

"Okay Bobby. Go over everything that you know about the guy. Maybe there's something we're missing." Myles asked.

"I met the guy quite a few years back before I started working here. We were just buddies, went to a few football games together. Not close but good acquaintances. He was pretty good friends with another friend of mine. One day, he stopped showing up to the games and hangouts. My friend said that he had moved out of town suddenly. It was no big deal, I barely knew the guy anyways. I had learned a few months later that his girlfriend had been killed in a car accident on the way to a party one night and that he took it rough and split town. I ran into him a few years ago, gave him my number in DC. I never expected him to call me. Then last week he gave me a call. I was surprised to say the least. We talked about our personal lives; he said he wasn't seeing anyone at the moment but had met someone. I didn't want to give him much personal information. He said he wanted to meet some of my friends, and jokingly asked if I had any great lady friends to keep him company for dinner one night he was here. Naturally, I asked him why. He said because he was having girl problems and wanted a girl to chat with about it – plus he wouldn't mind the company other than himself or me. I thought it was a little strange but figured who better than Sue. Plus I thought she needed a night off." Bobby started to choke up. Jack also stiffened in his seat. Maybe taking Sue wasn't premeditated, Jack thought to himself, maybe he just seized the opportunity. Bobby continued,

"He just said he was in town for 5 days and get together with me. So I set things up with Sue and planned on meeting up with him. I honestly had no idea of his history or his real name or anything. I sincerely thought he was an okay guy." Bobby said desperately.

"Well we know that Pratner was suspect in previous deal deals but he was never caught. It's why we never got any photo id or information about him. He had so many aliases; he was a mastermind at keeping all his lives separate. We also know that he's a spectacular liar and actor. Also, no one seemed willing to give up any information on Brendan Pratner, or Greg Halstern…" Myles added. Jack still remained silent, his mind reeling now oblivious to what Myles was saying. Wondering what Sue was thinking, how he was going to find her. He promised that he wouldn't let anyone hurt her and he broke his word. He couldn't concentrate on anything else. Ted walked into the boardroom where they were talking.

"Hello everyone. I'm so sorry to interrupt. Might I come in for a minute?" Ted asked. He looked weary as well. "I wanted to ask how the investigation and search for Miss. Thomas was going." Myles and Bobby informed him of everything they knew. Ted picked up on Jacks lack of involvement in the discussion. After they were finished and about to leave, Ted pulled Jack aside. "Could I talk to you in private?"

"Of course." responded Jack, and they went to his office.

"I want you off this case. You're barely pulling through. I've been working here a long time and I know how to make simple observations - that why I get paid the big bucks. I think you need to back away for your own sake. We've already lost one agent, we don't need to lose another." Jack felt the anger burning inside and this time he wasn't able to control it.

"We haven't lost anyone!" He shouted to Ted.

"Jack, I'm sorry that's not what I meant. We are working our hardest to find Sue. When we find her we are going to need you to be there for her. You need your strength. You're not thinking straight and I know your team is worried about you. Bobby's convinced me to let him keep working on the case, and from what I've observed he's doing okay handling it. We are all rattled at the situation. When Lucy returns I don't want her working on it either…" Before Ted had a chance to finish, there was a knock on his door. It was Myles.

"Sorry to interrupt. I thought you should know - she's awake again."