Don peeled into the driveway of his brother's home-he had called Megan on his way and trusted her to come after informing her of what had happened. He carefully pushed open the front door, unsurprised to find it unlocked.

"Charlie, you home?" He called. When no answer was forthcoming, Don quietly checked both floors of the house-finding no sign of his brother. Don flipped on the outside lights and headed out the garage, hoping against hope that he would find Charlie writing an equation on the board.

Halfway across to the garage, Don stopped, his eyes drawn to his brother's koi pond. Sitting in the middle of the pond, bound and gagged was Charlie. As Don ran across the lawn he heard a car pull up in front of the house and assumed it was Megan.

"Charlie!" Don yelled as he finished closing the distance between himself and his brother. He gently pulled his brother out of the pond. Charlie was muttering something, but the gag muffled it. However, Don easily read the terror in his brother's eyes. It spoke volumes. Don quickly checked his brother over and didn't find any visible signs of injuries.

"Easy, Charlie, easy. It's o.k." Don muttered as he gently pulled the gag free of Charlie's mouth. He was aware of Megan kneeling beside him and starting to work at Charlie's bound hands.

"Took dad, Don. S-said something about g-getting back at you.." Don cut Charlie off, pressing hand over his mouth.

"Let's get you dried off, then we'll talk o.k.?" Don became aware of another car pulling up and shutting off and glanced at Megan.

"David and Colby," she said simply. "I'll have them start canvassing the neighborhood, talking to neighbors..," Megan trailed off at Don's nod. Don helped Charlie into the house and told him to go change into dry clothes.

After changing, Charlie came quickly back down the stairs and found the three agents waiting for him in the living room. Don looked briefly at Megan, signaling her to take charge. He wasn't sure he would be effective at the moment.

"Charlie, I need you to tell us what happened tonight, okay? Take your time...Charlie?" Megan's voice turned the three other men's attention back to Charlie who was staring at their kitchen table. Etched into the surface of the table were the following words, REMEMBER ALBUQUERQUE, AGENT EPPES? Megan, David, Colby, and Charlie all looked at Don, who was staring at the etching, a look of shock on his face.

"Don, do you know what this could mean?" Don shook his head. David stood quietly.

"I'll call the crime scene investigators. We'll need photographs." David quietly left the room.

"Charlie, if you're up for it, we should take you into headquarters and take an official statement," said Megan quietly. Charlie nodded and the three remaning agents and Charlie stood and headed out to their cars. Don took Charlie, trusting David to handle things at his house for the moment. Don's focus had shifted to concern for his brother, and running his brain through his time in Albuquerque as an agent, wondering who could be holding a grudge against him. And why had they taken his father?

Beside Don, Charlie sat quietly, wondering where is dad was, but trusting Don and his team to be able to find him.

"Hang on, Dad. Please." Charlie's whisper was so quiet only the black, star lit sky heard his plea.