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Texas Rangers Headquarters

Sydney had just stepped out of the bathroom, her morning sickness had expanded itself to the afternoon and the evening.

"Walker, has he called in yet?" she asked, already seeing the answer in his eyes.

It was the 10th day and Gage hadn't checked in yet.

"No, but he still has time", Walker responded.

Sydny nodded.

"It's just that I've been having abad feeling about it all day", she explained.

"We'll just have to wait and see. If he hasn't called in by 11, we go in, okay?"

He hoped he'd reassured her with that, cause truth be told, he had been having that feeling too. And he knew that if Gage didn't check in before 10 he would have a crew ready by 11.

2 Hours later...

It was now 9.55 and Sydny was frantic. She tried not to let it show, and hold up the cool facade, but she knew something went wrong. After rummaging through some of the papers on her desk she couldn't take it any longer and went over to Walker, who was on the phone. She heard his last words, "We'll be there."

Suddenly she didn't have the nerve to face him. What if they had found Gage, hurt, or worse... dead. She didn't want to know. But the choice was taken from her by Walker.

"I have a team ready, are you coming?"

She gave him a small smile, and answered, "Are you actually going to let me come with you? Gage'll be so mad, if he finds out..." she stopped herself. 'You don't even know if he's alive', a little voice in her head said. Walker smiled at her, "I know he'll be mad, but hey, I can take him." he joked. Sydney silently thanked him for his optimism, allthough she had the feeling things didn't look so bright right now.

But, she put on her ranger face, grabbed her gun and went with Walker to his truck, so they could join the team, and hopefully find Gage, in one piece...

A warehouse in Dallas

A blinding white pain in his head was the very first thing Gage was aware of. The second thing he noticed, was that his hands were now bound to the ceiling, keeping him upright. A low moan escaped his dry and cracked lips. 'Easy now Gage', he thought to himself, ' Just, slowly open your eyes...'

Doing as he told himself, he almost regretted it. A piercing pain flashed through his skull as he opened his eyes to fast. The second try went better. He was now able to lift his head a little to explore his surroundings. By the looks of it, he was somewhere in a basement, because it was a cold and stale room. There were a few chairs standing on the other side, but Gage couldn't see it very well. The room, or rather his cell, was almost as dark as night. The only light came from a few cracks in the wall on the other side. 'Must have been a window once', Gage pondered.

Slowly he tried to move his aching body a little, which only caused him more stabs of pain, now throughout his whole body. Obviously, they had used him for a punching bag. As he tried to move his shoulders a bit, he heard the sickening sound of bone grinding against bone. He wondered how many ribs were broken, and how many would be broken if he didn't get out of here soon.

His thoughts were cut off by a sound from the door. The heavy door slowly opened, sounding like it came straight out of an old horrormovie. Gage squinted against the light, which revealed to large shadows. He decided to show them he was still in control, although his voice was soft and weak when he used it, "Who are you? I didn't do anything wrong, I don't even know this Ranger Gage..."

He still couldn't see who was coming in, but as the two shadows stepped out of the door way, entering the room, he raised his head and felt his heart drop...