Rachel ran after her husband as he ran toward the elevator. She put her hand on his shoulder. "Do you realize you are playing right into his trap? This is what he wants. You keep acting like this and I will not only lose my daughter , I will be a widow as well."

"Rach, he has Em. He said that he will keep her until he has a face to face meeting." Ross said. "I am just going to that meeting , I just will have a little surprise for him." He said as he patted his jacket.

"Do you think Mongo is going to be stupid, Ross? You are doing just what he wants. Now let's sit down and think this out rationally." Rachel said as she led her husband back to their suite. When they arrived , the phone rang again. Ross answered it , thinking that Mongo would be leaving further instructions.

"Hello." He answered nervously.

"Ross," the voice sobbed on the other end.

"Mon?"

"Oh Ross the most horrible thing happened. Emma was walking home from school and then she disappeared. We don't know if she has been abducted or what? We both hated to tell you." Monica was beside herself with grief and partially blaming herself for her niece's disappearance. Chandler put his hand on her shoulder.

" Hey Ross, the police are doing everything they can to find her. I think though , you guys should come home." Chandler said concerned.

"Well Rachel will see if she can wrap up her business and then we will get home when we can." Ross lied as he eyed Rachel. "Yeah hey man , I appreciate what you were doing and we will all say a prayer that Emma is safe soon. Call us if you find out anything. Love to you guys." Ross turned off his cell. "Mongo has everyone thinking it was just a teenage girl abducted." He said. "I have a feeling that this smuggling ring is just the tip of the iceberg." Ross said as he banged his phone against his leg. "We need to get into that compound."

"I could do it, but I would need a rebreather. Mongo would see those bubbles and then that would the end." Rachel said. "Or I could just free dive ." she said.

"Or I could masquerade as one of his henchman. Profile mask and hood , he would never know." Ross said as they both tried to brainstorm. Both knew they would have to return to the place where they almost came to their deaths.

"You just wait buster. You have made a big mistake. I am just some boring kid whose dad is a college professor and a mother who works for a clothing retailer." Emma said as she yelled at her captor.

"Oh I know exactly who your parents are." Mongo said evilly. "They have been obstacles in my evil plans for years. When they come to rescue you, I will get rid of them once and for all."

"My parents? Are you sure about this?" Emma was still puzzled. Mongo knew he would enjoy this. "My dear child, your parents are not who they say they are. They are secret agents and your father has been my nemesis for years. Your mother joined with him and now I hate her as well."

Emma 's eyes were questioning. "Ross and Rachel Geller?" Secret agents? " None of this made any sense. Her parents were in their forties and her father loved to sit at home and watch the Discovery Channel and do crossword puzzles. How could she see them as gun wielding, fast driving, secret agents who lived for danger?

"I know it is overwhelming. But trust me, you will be with your parents very soon. I am setting up a meeting with your father and if I know your mother, she will do something stupid and slip up."" Mongo explained.

"Okay , I am supposed to meet with him in ten minutes in the bar downstairs." Ross had dressed carefully for the meeting in a brown leather jacket and blue t shirt and jeans.

"Now don't let your temper get the best of you. You look so good right now that I don't want you to go. Be careful and get our daughter back." Rachel said as she wrapped her arms around him. Ross left the suite.

"Now I am meeting with your father, so I must get on my boat. Don't worry , nothing is going to happen to you yet." Mongo said as he closed the door to the room.

"Natasha darling, come with me. I hate to meet my enemy alone." He said as he kissed Natasha's hand. She had a look as she opened her purse and smiled. The gun was still in there. "I'm ready, Mongo."