Double, Double.

Part 7.

For disclaimers and all that jazz, see part 1.

NEW YORK

FBI BUILDING.

NYC FBI MISSING PERSONS DEPARTMENT OFFICE.

10:35 AM.

(Grillows Twins) 47 HOURS MISSING.

(Danny) 13 HOURS MISSING.

"So," Jack said, "Martin, you're going to look at some pictures of female offenders, and look if you find the woman you interviewed yesterday among them, while me and Vivian are going to have a little talk with her."

"And what should I do?" Samantha asked, a little puzzled.

"You show Martin the photos." Jack quipped, dryly.

"Mac and Stella are working on the hair." Sam informed. "They just called to say that they're making the DNA test as fast as they can."

"With what?" Vivian asked, preceding Jack.

"With a sample, given willingly to them by Miss I-Am-Not-Who-I-Say-I-Am." Sam said. "She's weird." She shook her shoulders in disgust. "Mac said she was openly ogling him, Danny and Flack. And Officer Boscorelli for good measure."

HOME OF 'CALLEIGH ROSMAN'.

SEPTEMBER 12.

11:35 AM.

(Grillows Twins) 48 HOURS MISSING.

(Danny) 14 HOURS MISSING.

"So," 'Calleigh' said, seeing Jack and Vivian on her porch, "what do you want? I already told everything I know to the cops. And I don't know where your agent is!"

Jack noticed her looking to the left. Psychology 101, she's lying. Now it's just a matter of making her slip.

In the meanwhile, Vivian had got a good look at 'Calleigh', and sure as all hell she wasn't the woman whose name she used, but had also noticed the kind of rushed manners... and the ice pack on her head.

"What is that for, Miss?" she asked, as gently as she could.

"I slipped and banged my head pretty bad." she lied again.

"So, Miss," Jack asked, "could you please tell us what happened the day your boyfriend and his brother went missing?"

"Again?" she said, tiredly.

"Your boyfriend and his brother's time is ticking out, so please, cooperate, Mrs." Jack said, getting 'Calleigh' convinced.

Then he turned to her and said "In the meanwhile, my colleague," he said, pointing to Vivian, "will look around, if you don't mind."

"Why not?" 'Calleigh' lied again. "I have nothing to hide."

And with that, Vivian left to go through the woman's house.

After a few minutes, she hadn't found any trace of either twin's presence in that house that could not be explained in a simple way by the creep in the living room.

Until she noticed a door under the entrance carpet.

"What's this?" she thought,opening the door and descending the stairs.

She found out what it was when she turned on the lights.

"Oh My God." Vivian murmured. This room was covered in Polaroid photos of tall, good looking young men, two of whom were the Grillows brothers. The others had all gone missing in the last 6 months.

The shots all looked like they were stolen; Alan Grass (missing since 9/6) walking his dog, the Grillows brothers laughing while walking home from what it seemed a Rocky Horror Picture Show happening, Paul Young (missing since 8/9) parking his car, Carlos Van De Kamp (missing since 6/3) leaving a K-mart with groceries, Jeremy Sawyer (missing since 8/8) shaving, and Danny getting into the car after 'Calleigh''s interrogation.

But what frightened Vivian the most was that on the white part of every picture there was a sentence, written in red ink: HE'S GOING TO BE MINE.

She got out of the room and directed to Jack.

WAT WAT WAT

NEW YORK

FBI BUILDING.

NYC FBI MISSING PERSONS DEPARTMENT OFFICE.

11:34 AM.

(Grillows Twins) 47 HOURS 59 MINUTES MISSING.

(Danny) 13 HOURS 59 MINUTES MISSING.

While Vivian made this descovery, Martin and Sam had reviewed all female suspects of kidnapping, murder, and all female sex-offenders.

The result? No hit.

"She wasn't any of them?" Samantha asked.

Martin only nodded.

"She must be uncensored, then." she said while she took the phone to call Vivian and ask her to send a photo with her new-generation cell phone.

She was distracted by Martin's soft "We lost them."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"It's 11.35, Sam." he said. "The 48 hours have passed. We lost them."

"Don't say it." Sam interjected. "We're close to the truth. It's going to..."

Suddenly she heard a man clearing his throat, and she jumped up.

She jumped up more when she got a good look on who he was.

Right there, in front of her, with a 'Visitor' ticket around his neck, was Luke Grillows, one of the missing twins.

He looked tired, edge-of-your-seat-scared. But he was alive.

"You gotta help us." he said. "We don't have much time."

TBC...