'They what?' Sander shouted angrily.

'When?' Hawke asked sharply.

'Five minutes ago.' Dulles said wiping his brow. 'We tried to stop them with the cars but they got the damn plane in the air anyway.'

'Damn!' DeMarco said. 'We've lost them.'

'Not yet.' Hawke snapped back. He looked at Michael. 'I'm going after them. They might know where my sister is.'

'I wouldn't expect you to do anything else.' Michael said with a sigh.

'I'm coming with you.' Saint John said firmly.

'Jo, why don't you go with the guys and take the engineer's seat?' Caitlin said hurriedly.

Hawke looked over at her inquisitively.

'I want to check a few things out.' Caitlin said. She turned to Jo. 'Can you get Airwolf to transmit all the scans to Red Star? I want to liaise with them over the results.'

'Sure.' Jo nodded.

'You OK being grounded?' Hawke asked Mike.

Mike's surprise at Hawke's question showed momentarily on his face but he nodded understandingly. 'I'll back-up Caitlin.'

Hawke nodded in relief. 'OK.' He gestured at Jo and Saint John. 'Let's go then.'

'Michael,' Caitlin gestured at the spy, 'could you call Red Star and get them to fax the pictures of the scans straight here.'

'On it.' Michael said leaving the office.

'What do you want us to do?' DeMarco asked.

'We're letting the chick tell us what to do now?' Sander complained.

'Hey! Have some respect, buddy.' Mike took a step forward.

Caitlin grabbed his arm. She looked at DeMarco. 'You said they used a helicopter not a plane for the trip to Mexico, right?'

'Right.' DeMarco agreed.

'Then the likelihood is that it's sat across the airstrip abandoned.' Caitlin pointed out.

'We can get the tape.' DeMarco said excitedly.

'Let's go.' Sander agreed.

'Go with them.' Caitlin said to Mike.

Mike nodded and the men left the office.

She turned and headed back out to the front of the hangar. She ignored the milling agents, cops and townspeople and focused on Sarah's car. She caught sight of the flashlight Sarah had left propped up on the engine and switched it on searching for the reason why the car had broken down. She frowned. There didn't appear to be anything wrong. She headed round to the passenger side which was unlocked and reached over to unlock the driver's door. She headed back around without closing the door and ignored the curious stares of everyone else as she got in the car. She tried the engine. Nothing. She sighed. Her eyes ran over the dashboard and snagged on the light switch. It was on full. She looked up and out of the windshield. No lights. Battery, she mused; the battery was dead. Sarah had gone over to Flybirds to get a jump start.

'What are you doing in my Mom's car?'

Caitlin's head snapped round to the open passenger door where Chris was stood looking in on her with an unhappy frown. 'You must be Chris.'

He nodded.

'I'm your Auntie Caitlin.' She said.

He stared at her doubtfully.

'I'm married to your Uncle String.' She explained.

A look of comprehension drifted across his face. 'He's gone to find my Mom.'

'I know.' She patted the passenger seat. 'Come and sit with me.'

He climbed back into the car.

'So, your uncle was telling me what a brave guy you've been and how helpful.' Caitlin began softly. 'Your Mom's going to be so proud of you.'

'You think so?' Chris asked.

'I know so.' She tapped his chest lightly with one finger. 'She's going to be very proud of you.' She was pleased when her words raised a small smile on Chris's face. 'Could you answer a couple more questions for me?'

'Sure.' Chris agreed readily.

'Do you remember if your Mom leave the lights on when you got out of the car after you arrived here?' Caitlin asked.

'She didn't.' Chris denied.

'Are you sure?' Caitlin asked.

Chris nodded enthusiastically. 'It wasn't dark.'

'OK.' Caitlin bit her lip. 'Now this question's going to be difficult so I want you to be brave again.'

Chris nodded again.

'Can you remember which direction the man came from?' Caitlin asked gently.

He pointed to the front of the car.

Caitlin frowned. It was in the opposite direction from Flybirds.

'Did I do something wrong?'

'Oh no, sweetie.' Caitlin hurried to reassure him. 'You did great.' She smiled at him.

'My Mom calls me that.' Chris said.

'Sweetie?' Caitlin checked. 'Well, that's because you are.' She saw him shiver and tucked the blanket around him. 'Come on. Let's get you inside.'

She bundled Chris up and walked him into the hangar.

Michael greeted her. 'The pictures from Red Star have just started to arrive.' He pointed at a work-table which had been cleared and was being used by the agents to coordinate the search.

'Great.' Caitlin said.

'Can I help?' Chris asked.

'Absolutely.' She agreed.

'We got it!' The excited yell behind her had them all turning to see Mike and the two DEA agents running in.

Mike held up the camera. 'One tape.'

'Good. Why don't you guys set up the video while I get Chris organised.' Caitlin said. She spent a few minutes showing Chris the pictures and how to work out if there were a lot of people or not from the heat signatures. She told him to put aside any where there were just one or two people before she joined the guys in the office to look at the video evidence. 'What have we got?'

'Well, we have what we need to put the Flybirds boys away for a long time.' DeMarco said motioning at the screen. 'They're just about to land back here.'

They watched in silence as the helicopter landed. They could see the pilots exit and walk round to stand at the front by the nose.

'That's Agent Willis.' Sander said tapping the screen.

The action moved on as Willis and his co-pilot were approached by two others. An argument ensued and they all watched horrified as one of the men pulled a gun and shot the DEA agent.

'Goddammit!' Sander said as the tape played out and they watched them move the body.

'Rewind the tape.' Caitlin ordered.

'I don't think we need to watch that again.' Sander said heatedly. 'One of our men just died.'

Caitlin ignored him and rewound the tape herself. 'Look. Watch as they come into land.' She paused the tape.

'The camera catches Sarah.' Mike realised.

'Getting into her car.' Caitlin confirmed. 'Now keep watching.' She stopped the tape again. 'Here.'

'She saw it.' Mike realised seeing the vague image in the darkness caught on the periphery of the camera angle. 'She saw the shooting.'

'And she runs.' Caitlin said.

Mike frowned. 'But they all seem to ignore her. I mean I don't see anyone running after her.'

'Maybe they ran behind the camera out of shot.' DeMarco said leaning back against the desk.

'Maybe.' Caitlin murmured.

'Well, you gentlemen seem to have enough evidence here to convict the Flybirds staff.' Michael said. 'You have our condolences on the loss of your man.'

'Thank you.' DeMarco said rubbing the back of his neck. 'Let's hope your guys catch up with them.'

'Oh, they'll catch up with them.' Caitlin said with confidence.

'The Flybirds' pilots are the only people who know what they did with Sarah.' Mike added gesturing at the monitor.

'You really think she's still alive?' Sander said derisively.

'She's a Hawke.' Michael said simply.

Caitlin smiled appreciatively at the spy.

'We need to make some calls.' DeMarco muttered.

Michael gestured. 'Use the office. We'll wait outside.'

The three of them left the DEA agents to it and wandered back into the brightly lit hangar.

'Now what?' Mike said as they stopped after taking a couple of steps.

'We wait for Hawke.' Michael replied.

'Or not.' Caitlin said her brow creasing. 'I'm going to check on the pictures.'

'You can't still think they'll be useful.' Mike said as he followed her.

'You never know.' Caitlin murmured. She smiled at Chris who was stood with a blonde haired woman. Caitlin looked questioningly at her.

'Hi, I'm Lou.' Lou gestured with the flask. 'Coffee?'

'Thanks that would be great.' Mike said, flashing a smile at her.

Caitlin rubbed Chris's shoulder. 'So what have you got?'

'Most of them have lots of people,' Chris said, 'but there's this one.' He pulled out a picture and showed it to her.

Caitlin regarded it with a frown, hardly noticing Lou come to stand behind her shoulder.

'Well, I'll be.' Lou exclaimed.

'You recognise this place?' Caitlin asked turning to look at her.

'Sure. It's Deputy Watson's place up by Snail Creek.' Lou replied. 'I just can't believe the boy found himself some company.'

'He lives alone?' Caitlin asked noting the picture clearly showed two heat signatures.

'Yeah, honey, he lives alone.' Lou shook her head. 'I always thought he was a little sweet on Sarah to tell you the truth.'

'Sarah?' Caitlin checked.

'Yeah. Yesterday, I could have sworn he was going to ask her to the town picnic today seeing as he's got leave.' Lou said.

'Did he?' Caitlin asked.

'Nah.' Lou grinned. 'Chickened out 'cause this one arrived.' She ruffled Chris's hair. She moved on and Caitlin was left standing gazing at the picture thoughtfully.

'Why don't you keep looking through the pictures, Chris? I'm going to go check something out.' Caitlin said. She put the photo back down and picked up a copy of the local map.

Mike put his mug of coffee down and followed her across the hangar. 'Where are you going?'

'I'm going to go check on Deputy Watson.' Caitlin admitted.

'You think he had something to do with this?' Mike said sceptically.

'I don't know.' Caitlin said. 'But something doesn't add up right.'

'I'll come with you.' Mike offered snagging the map from her hand.

'That's OK…'

'I'm coming with you.' Mike rephrased. He grinned. 'Your husband would shoot me if I let you go wandering off into the Colorado wilderness alone.'

'Well, that's true.' Caitlin said with a smile. 'Come on. Let's tell Michael where we're going and commandeer a police car.'