Here we are, finally… Thank God! I've been having such a writer's blockade concerning this story… but here's another chapter, containing a little surprise as well!

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All four members of the FBI missing persons unit were sitting around their conference table, discussing the case. A closer look to the F-A-G-I-N-website had discovered that it was hosted by somebody who called himself 'The Helping' and most visitors to the site were teenage girls (and a few boys as well) who were insecure and discontent with themselves and their looks, their whole lives actually. They all asked for advice and obviously, a while after they'd got in contact with 'The Helping', he (or she) set up a date with them – from which they might not all have returned.

"This would fit Laura", Jack said giving his new agent his best well-done-look and then turning his gaze to Vivian, waggling his eyebrows as nobody except her was looking in his direction. He mouthed the word: 'See?' and Vivian rolled her eyes.

"So what's gonna be the next step?" Andy Banks asked. "I mean, we gotta catch this guy, and quick! He might have Laura!"

"As far as I know NYPD's after him, too", Danny Taylor said now. "And they've already set up a date with him and a decoy. The whole thing's gonna be tonight."

"Did you tell them we'll have to take part in it?" Jack asked looking at him even more content with the young man now.

"No…" Danny blushed slightly. "It's kinda… not official information…"

Now Jack grinned, amused, watching as Vivian rolled her eyes again. The kid was just like him; he liked it. Maybe a little too much like him though, that was why he'd asked Vivian to keep an eye on the young agent instead of doing it himself. So he had someone more reasonable at his side than Jack.

"So, who's your secret source then?" Jack wanted to know.

The kid was obviously feeling a bit uncomfortable, especially as he found himself in the centre of everybody's attention; three pairs of eyes staring at him, waiting. None of the other agents seemed willing to take pity on him.

"Well, my… um… my girlfriend. She works with the NYPD and she's gonna be the decoy in this… I… uh… called her up after finding out about the website."

"And she told you they were after this guy? Are you sure it's the same guy?"

"Positively!" Taylor confirmed, his voice raised slightly; now sounding annoyed rather than nervous. "I told her about that website and asked her if she'd heard about it before, and she says, yes, they've been after the guy for a while. How can there be any misunderstanding?"

"Ok, ok, calm down", Jack said quickly knowing fully well the behaviour the younger man had just showed him hadn't been appropriate, but for some reason he wasn't angry. Another reason why had chosen Vivian to be his mentor – it seemed as though he was unable to be angry with Danny Taylor – but he couldn't let the kid think he could behave as he wanted to.

Jack thought for a moment than he began to speak again: "Ok, here's what we do: we get in contact with the NYPD and tell the detective who's in charge, we want to participate in their actions concerning this Fagin-guy. Vivian, I want you to do that. And since this is our only lead at the moment, I want you all to concentrate on that only."

Ten minutes later Jack was in his office when Viv knocked on the door.

"Come on in!"

"Jack, I just got off the phone with Detective O'Reilly who's gonna be in charge of the operation tonight. Uh… he asked us if we could come to his office so we could discuss the details. He said, he thought it would be just a matter of time until we'd get in contact with them about that guy."

Jack nodded. "Clever man." He couldn't keep the sarcasm out of his voice – Jack wasn't a big fan of the NYPD. "Well, let's get going, then. You tell Agent Taylor and…"

"Um… Jack", Vivian interrupted him.

"Yeah?"

"I thought just the two of us were going…"

Jack shook his head. "No, Agent Taylor's coming too. The kid needs to learn, Viv!"

"I know, but his girlfriend's the decoy, and… well, you've seen what he's like; can't always control his emotions. He may do something stupid."

"He won't. Trust me, Viv. What do you know about the decoy, anyway?" Jack asked.

Vivian sighed before answering: "Her name's Samantha Spade. She's twenty-two. A rookie. But they needed someone who could look helpless enough to be credible, and obviously she does. More than that I don't know."

"That's fine. We're probably going to meet her soon anyway." Jack got up from behind his desk and went to grad his coat. "Come, Viv, go tell Agent Taylor to get ready and we'll meet at the reception in five minutes." Vivian was about to leave when Jack added: "I got the feeling that this is going to be an interesting evening!"