Sorry for not updating, and I apologize for getting it out late. It's been a massively long week, and I had to visit my aunt yesterday – and no one told me.

Also, I wanted to get the characteristics just right, so I waited an extra day to revise it. I filled out my profile as well – with a challenge - , so everyone can check that out!

The next chapter will be the last "story" chapter, then the aftermath of explaining, etc will come – and that's where I'll thank everyone.

Thanks in advance for reviewing.

-TSR-

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Joe sighed as he shook his head. Frank might die? He didn't believe it. "I'm calling Nancy," Joe said as the doctor walked away.

Fenton sighed. "I need to call Laura, too. I left her in the dark. Joe doesn't Nancy live –" he stopped himself. "Never mind," he muttered.

Joe stopped before making the phone call. "Hmmmmm…." He muttered to himself. He sighed before dialing the number. "Hi, Nancy."

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"Joe!" Nancy exclaimed. "What's wrong? Something's wrong, I can tell by your voice."

"We found Frank," Joe said.

"Good!" Nancy exclaimed. "What's so bad about that?"

"Uh…." Joe said, debating whether he should tell her or not. "Nancy, Frank's in critical condition. He's not in ICU, but the docs don't hold out much hope that he's going to make it."

"Oh my god," Nancy said. "I'm on my way."

"Thanks Nan," Joe said, hanging up his cell phone and walking back towards Frank's room.

"Come on Frank," he said softly to the room. "You can make it. I know you can. You've gone through too much not to do it now."

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Fenton sighed. "Hi, Laura. It's me, Fenton."

"Fenton? Where in Pete's sake are you?" Laura demanded.

"China. Look, Laura, it's a long story. Have Jack gas up the plane and fly you out here."

"OK," she said. "Fenton, pray tell what is going on?"

"We found Frank. And Joe," he added.

Laura gave a silent cheer before replying she would be right out there. "I'm on my way to the airport now. I assume Jack knows Chinese?" she said sarcastically.

"Actually he does," Fenton said.

Oops, Laura thought.

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Nancy arrived at the hospital and went to the nurse's desk. "Frank Hardy?" she asked, not seeing a cloaked figure behind her.

"Let me check," the nurse replied. "Family member?"

"No, friend of the family."

"Well, he's pretty sick, so be careful. He's in room 123," she said.

Behind Nancy, Jeffery smiled. He was about to get his boys back, and perhaps this woman as well.

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Joe sighed as he sat at Frank's bedside. It'd been a long day. "Come on Frank," he thought, "you can pull through this – I know you can."

Frank just lay there, doing nothing. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Come in!" Joe called.

"Hey," Nancy said. "What's going on?"

"Well, he has a lot of injuries, and the doc…." Joe stopped there as the tears threatened to spill. "The doctors don't think he'll make the night!" he sobbed.

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Jeffery smiled as he walked the halls. He was about to have his purchase back, along with the purchase's "free gift."

Come on, where the hell is room 123? He thought to himself.

He walked the halls restlessly before running into a doctor. "Excuse me," he said in Chinese, "where is room 123?"

The doctor pointed in front of him and Jeffery nearly slapped himself. I knew I missed it! He thought, rubbing his hands together eagerly.

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Joe cried for a few minutes before calming down. "It's all my fault Nancy… if I hadn't left him or encouraged him to escape, he wouldn't have been shot!" he sobbed.

"True, but then he wouldn't be rescued either," Nancy replied.

Joe sighed. "I know. I'm just frustrated."

"I am too. But I'm not perfect and neither are you."

Someone knocked on the door again. "Come in!" Joe called.

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"You called?" Jeffery asked, pointing a gun at Joe.

The girl's mouth dropped open. "What's your name?" he demanded.

"N-Nancy D-drew," she stuttered.

"Ah, the girl detective," Jeffery said. "I have both the girl and the boy detective here. How interesting."

Someone knocked on the door and Jeffery pointed the gun at Nancy, handing her a note. "I don't need you… what I do need is the boys. You will tell the FBI agents what I demanded, so therefore they can fulfill my needs. Hand these notes to them."

Nancy just nodded and gave Joe one last, reassuring look before she opened the door.

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Joe held up his hands. He was terrified. "Come, come," Jeffery cooed mockingly. Joe bit his lip. His insides told him to wait.

As Jeffery checked Frank's condition from the doctor's chart, Joe stood up without being noticed and made a run for the door…

… and all hell broke loose.

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Sorry it's shorter then usual. Sorry it took me so long to update. Reviews accepted and taken!