Title: Deep Down

Chapter: Fifteen?

Author: Kelly

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: See First Chapter.

Cruz took another deep breath. She feared she was going to lose her voice if she made any more calls and that would be a crying shame. She was going to help catch the person or persons who had Yokas. That way, she'd be hailed a hero and the more good she did. The sooner she would be promoted. No more lowly sergeant. A small smile crept on her face as she dialled another number. "Hey. This is sergeant Cruz down at the 55…"

Sully and Davis took one more look at the van before getting back in the car. Doc ran over to them, "Wait a minute where are you guys going?"

"Doing our job," Sully said leaning over Davis to talk to him.

"Don't you need someone to stay with this guy?"

"Why he's not a suspect," Sully answered. Davis glanced to him to be quiet then turned back to Doc.

"We'd appreciate a call when he wakes up."

"You got it Davis." Doc backed up. Davis wrapped an arm round the passenger's headrest and slowly reversed, then turned the RMP as soon as they hit the junction.

Davis glanced in the rear-view mirror and back at the scene. "You know we shouldn't have left."

"They got other cops there."

"We were first on the scene," Davis replied with a small shake of his head. Glancing to the clipboard in Sully's hands. He was determined to see this case through. As was he.

"I think they're going to overlook that when they see what we got."

"Hope you're right."

"Trust me," Sully answered confidently as they came to a traffic jam. "Oh this day just keeps getting better and better." He hit the dashboard. "Turn the sirens on."

"Why we don…"

"What's the point if you can't have privileges once in the while. We need to get back." Sully gave Davis a scrutinising look as the younger officer stared at him. "Quit yapping and turn the damn sirens on Davis."

"You're sexy when you get authoritative," Davis joked.

"Don't make me shoot you," Sully answered dryly as Davis flipped the switch and got moving.

Cruz crossed out lines on the pad for each person who didn't seem to have a motive; her brilliant mind at work as she read through files and carefully pieced the puzzle together. Now, she had successfully narrowed down a long list of names to just two. "Come on," she whispered to herself. "Think Rita."

She stared at the pad, willing her to reveal which one was the most likely. Seemed to have the most motivation. Cruz reached back for a file and flicked through it, read the information and references and snapped it shut. Leaning forward, she picked up the pen and crossed out one of the remaining names.

Her new founded confidence that she could have just solved this case. She got up from her seat, file in hand and headed downstairs at a fast pace. "Hey boss," Cruz said approaching the desk. Swersky looked at her, as did Bosco who carefully eyed the file in her hand.

"I think I may have found our boy who kidnapped Officer Yokas…" Cruz glanced to Bosco looking like the cat who got the cream.

At that precise moment in time, Sully and Davis walked in and made a beeline for the desk. "We retrieved this from the UPS truck, the last known delivery is recorded here. It was sent to one Michael Price."

Cruz glanced to the two cops. "Did you just say Michael Price?" Swersky looked between them all, to Bosco, to Sully, to Davis then back to Cruz.

"Cruz?" he questioned.

"That's the guy I was gonna say boss," Cruz said holding up the file for proof. "Pulled a file on him and everything." Bosco watched with interest. Now it seemed they were finally getting somewhere. Davis stared bewildered at Cruz, as did Swersky until Sully said it all.

"Well I'll be damned."