Here's the next chapter. Thanks for all the reviews, please continue on to do so. It'd be nice to have even half the hits review, if you don't mind! It only takes three seconds to type "please update." Hahaha, I counted. Ok, ok. On with the story.

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A/N: There'll be a little bit of Spanish in this chapter (will be translated at the end of the chapter.)

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Frank paused as he glanced at the man. FBI was written on his vest, a gun was at his hip… if only, he thought.

His hopes were quickly diminished. "Don't say anything. Act like you don't know what they're talking about," he ordered, jabbing the gun to close to Frank's side.

Don approached the man with caution, seeing something metal flashing on his belt. "Hello, sir. How are you doing today?"

"No hablo inglés," the man said, glancing at Don, almost as if he were pleading with the man to understand.

Frank shivered as he heard the Spanish. He didn't understand any of it and didn't know what to do. He didn't even know if he could trust this man, the FBI man, or if this was just another set-up.

"Cómo eres que hace hoy?" Don asked him. He was lucky he'd learned his Spanish from Charlie on a case. He'd taken French in high school, and was now fluent in both languages.

"Muy bien, sir," he said. He nudged Frank to keep him quiet.

Frank shivered, despite the fact that the hotel was heated and he was wearing a white sweater and thick jeans. His father had always told him he could trust the FBI, but now he wasn't sure.

Don glanced at his watch. SWAT should be there any minute now. "Sir," he said, then cursed to himself, remembering he couldn't speak English, said, "Sir, importarías de si hablé a tu hijo solamente por un momento?"

He shook his head, and Frank nervously stood next to the name. Don turned his back, and the man whispered something to him.

Frank walked with the man, nervous because his Spanish was poor and he didn't know what to do, or if he could trust the man.

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Don and Frank sat down in the corner of the room. "So, what's your name, son?" he asked.

Frank's eyes darted nervously to the ceiling, then back down. He sat on the chair in the lobby of the living room. At least 50 FBI agents milled around.

"I…" he paused. He didn't trust him. He decided to go with the story John's brother had said. "I'm Justin…" he said.

"OK, Justin. What are you doing here? Having some fun?" he asked calmly.

Frank glanced at the ceiling. "I-I…" he paused. "We were here on a…" he didn't say anything. He wanted to trust this man so badly,

"How come the man with you doesn't speak any English?" Don asked.

"Uh…" Frank was at loss for words. Finally, he said, "C-can we go in a r-room please?"

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Joe sat in the car next to Charlie. "Why the FBI agents get to have all the fun is beyond me. They should send in the normal citizens first, and have them stalk out the hotel."

"You mean stake," Charlie said. "And if it was up to me, you'd better believe I'd be flying in there, but it's not up to me. My hands are tied."

"I know!" Joe banged the window. Luckily, it was made of solid glass and didn't break. Charlie grabbed Joe's hand. "What the heck do you think you're doing?" he demanded.

Suddenly, there was a few gunshot sounds and Joe grabbed the door handle. "Going in to see what's going on!"

"But –" Charlie said. What the hell, come on, you're interested too, a voice told him. Grabbing the door, the two darted inside.

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No hablo ingles – I don't speak English

Cómo eres que hace hoy. – Hello, how are you doing today?

Muy bien, sir – Very well sir.

Sir, importarías de si hablé a tu hijo solamente por un momento – Sir, may I please speak to your son alone for a minute?

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Yes, I'm pretty fluent in Spanish… I make a few mistakes here and there, but hopefully this chapter was an easy read.

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