(Jay POV)

By the time the rest of the team gathers around him Jay is at a loss, pacing anxiously and spewing anger at anything and everything. He can't believe he let this happen, can't believe she went in without him. And now she's gone. Voight approaches him first, grabbing his shoulder in a vice grip and trying to center him. Jay stares him down, eyes wild with all the emotions racing through him, and tries to focus on what his sergeant is saying.

"What happened?"

Voight's gruff voice sounds more harsh than usual and Jay knows he must have had to repeat himself a few times before it finally registered.

"She was meeting her dad here, something about him owing someone money. He's on his way to Med with a gunshot to the shoulder, nothing critical though so he should be able to talk to us. She was still here when I got here, I just didn't get to her in time…"

He trails off, shaking his head angrily with another wave of emotion and turning away from Voight in frustration. He turns back and sees Kim giving Voight a nod before she grabs Adam and leaves the scene.

"They'll go see what they can get out of him."

Jay starts to follow them but is immediately stopped by Voight, gripping his shoulder once again and shaking his head.

"You're staying here, right by my side. And if that's a problem then you'll be off this case."

His sergeant gave him a stern look, eyes narrowing to make sure the threat registered with Jay.

"Sarge, come on...I want to go see what that bastard-"

Voight tilted his head in a silent threat, brows rising as he waited to see if Jay dared continue. Jay forced in a deep breath, knowing he was walking on thin ice. He gave Voight a quick nod and then they headed over to see if patrol had managed to find anything useful.

(Hailey POV)

Hailey wakes, feeling disoriented and nauseous before the pain in her head takes over. She struggles to open her eyes, realizing she's still in the back of a van, but now her hands and legs are bound with zip ties. She tries to wiggle them off but whoever tied them knew what they were doing. The van lurches and she realizes they're still driving. She's alone in the back of the van and she can't see up into the front because it's been boarded up with a sheet of plywood. Hailey angles her body up against the side wall, pressing her cheek into the cool metal for a moment in an attempt to soothe the throbbing in her head. The van jerks again and she feels her stomach start to churn. Before she can focus too much on that she feels the van slow to a stop and her heart rate increases as she waits to see what happens next.

The side door of the van slides open and the man she had chased through the parking garage is in front of her once again, a sickening smile forming on his face when he sees she's awake. She stares him down the best she can through the throbbing in her head but eventually lets her eyes shut as the pain is just too much. He grabs her ankles and drags her towards him, she squirms and tries to get out of his grip but her body feels weak and it's no use.

"You seem smart enough to know that if you fight me, it'll only make this worse."

His voice is thick and slimy, making her stomach churn again as he stands her on her feet. She sways at the sudden change in position, unable to steady herself with her legs bound up.

"What do you want from me?"

Hailey's voice shakes as she speaks and she swallows past the hard lump in her throat.

"I want your daddy to pay up. But he's to stupid for that so we're going to have to work for it."

Before she can respond, he dips down and picks her up, tossing her over his shoulder and turning to head into a house beside them. She does her best to get a glimpse of the outside, but between the angle and the increased pounding in her head she doesn't see much. When he finally sets her down it's on a kitchen chair in the middle of an otherwise empty room. It's dark and she can see that most of the windows are boarded up. While she's thankful for the dim light, it makes taking in her surroundings that much harder.

"And now we wait."

He smiles at her again and she sends a scowl his way, only making him smirk more.

"For what?"

She asks, trying to keep him talking. She knows what she's waiting for. For Jay and her team to track her down. She shifts in the chair and realizes her phone is no longer in her back pocket, hopefully it fell out in the van and they'll still be able to use it to track her location. Hailey jumps at the sound of a drawer slamming and turns her head to see her captor walking towards her with some rope. He kneels in front of her, wrapping the rope tightly around her legs and working his way up. When his hand slides between her legs she clenches her fist, fighting the urge to suck in a breath. He chuckles at her reaction and it only makes her want to punch him more.

"For someone to find dear old dad and get him to a hospital. Then he'll call and want you back."

Hailey remains silent, her mind beginning to wander and wonder if her dad actually would make an attempt to get her back or if he would just pretend nothing had happened. She settles on the fact that at the end of the day, regardless of their rough relationship, he's still her father. When she brings herself back to the moment, her captor is nowhere to be seen but she can hear him in another room. She lets her eyes drift shut, her head throbbing worse than ever as her stomach churns again.

(Jay POV)

Jay is doing everything in his power to keep his cool, but when Voight finally takes him to the hospital he begins to spiral. He can see Kim and Adam in the room with Hailey's father but he can't hear anything that's being said. He wants to storm in there and demand an explanation, to make him pay for everything he's ever done to Hailey. But he stays put, right next to Voight and does his best to fight back his temper. When Kim and Adam finally join them, he's almost in her face as she begins to relay the information.

"He says he was just meeting up with Hailey and then all of a sudden he was on the ground. He didn't see anything and doesn't know who shot him."

Jay slams a fist on the counter, making Kim and a few of the nurses jump. His nostrils flare as he tries to remain calm but his blood is boiling on the inside.

"That's bullshit! He knows exactly who shot him and who has Hailey. He's just too chicken to fess up. Sarge, you gotta let me go in there…"

Jay turned to face Voight, pleading with him silently. Voight stares him down and he starts to think he's about to get thrown off this case. But to his surprise, he gets a nod instead.

"You keep your cool. Hear me? He's our best shot at finding her and I won't let you blow it just because you're in love with her."

Jay stiffens slightly at his words. It's not that he was wrong in what he had said, Jay was absolutely in love with her and it was something she was well aware of. But hearing it out loud, in front of his team seemed to hit him just a little differently. Jay gives a slow nod and heads towards the room with Voight right behind him.

"Alright, this is your last chance to be honest with us. We know you know who the third party was, who shot you and who has Hailey. If we want to get her back you need to tell us who it is."

Jay stares the man down, feeling his chest clench again when it's Hailey's eyes looking back.

"I told the other two...I don't know."

He gives a shrug, only infuriating Jay more.

"Cut the crap man, it's your daughter!"

Jay bellows, taking a step towards the bed before Voights pulling him back. The man shrugs again and before Jay has the chance to react he's being hauled out of the room by Adam and Kevin. When he looks back he sees Voight leaning over the man's bed, talking quietly but surely getting a message across. Once Adam and Kevin release their grip, Jay leans against the counter, letting his head hang low as he tries to calm himself down. He wants to know what Voight is saying, wants to know what lies he's getting in return. Most of all, he just wants Hailey back.

"We got a name and he agreed to make a call to them."

When Voight's words reach his ear, Jay stands back up searching his sargeants face to make sure he heard correctly. When Voight nods Jay feels the tiniest sense of relief wash through him, at least it was some progress.

(Hailey POV)

When her eyes open again, the room is completely dark and it throws her off even more. She begins to wonder if her eyes are even open or if she's just imagining it but when a lamp flicks on in the corner of the room the searing pain in her temple gives her the answer. When her eyes finally focus she sees her captor sitting beside the lamp, the same sickening grin plastered on his face.

"Welcome back Hailey."

Her name on his lips makes her stomach flip and she swallows hard to push the bile back down.

"You know my name, what's yours?"

She asks, shifting slightly in the chair and instantly regretting it when her body protests in pain.

"I'm not that stupid."

He chuckles, sending her another smile. A phone rings in the distance and his eyes narrow her way before he stands to go answer it. Hailey's heart begins to race and she strains her ears in an attempt to catch anything from the conversation. She doesn't have to try long before his voice is coming closer and suddenly he's in front of her.

"She's here, alive. For now."

She watches as he circles around her chair, coming to stand behind her and then the phone is beside her head.

"Say hi daddy…"

He hits the back of her head, causing searing pain to overwhelm her. She lets out a groan of agony and hears some commotion in the background of the call.

"You're running out of time to pay up if you want to see your daughter alive again."

His hand is on the back of her neck now, intensifying the pain by a tenfold. She waits for a voice on the other end as the grip around her neck tightens.

"Do whatever you want, she's worthless to me."

As her fathers voice registers in her ear Hailey feels her heart sink at his words. She knew he wasn't the best person but she had been holding out the tiniest bit of hope that he would pull through for her, just this once. There's more commotion in the background, someone's yelling and for just a second Hailey thinks she hears Jay's voice. She clings to the thought as it's now the only thing holding her together. Her captor hangs up the phone, angrily throwing it onto the floor before coming around to squat before her.

"He's a bigger idiot than I thought. Now you're useless to me, but don't you worry...I'll get my money's worth first."

His hand trails up her thigh again and Hailey tries to squirm away from his touch. He lets out an angry bellow and stands up in front of her. She sees his arm pull back in a flash before it's swinging back down, delivering an insane blow to her stomach and making her cry out in pain. Her stomach churns again and she leans over as much as possible before she's sick on the floor in front of her. When she swallows she tastes blood and as she watches his legs walk away from her she lets out the smallest whimper, feeling utterly defeated and praying Jay finds her soon.

(Jay POV)

"You son of a bitch!"

Jay's racing across the room, ready to absolutely destroy Hailey's father, but once again Kevin and Adam catch him before he connects. He knew her father was a bad man, but he didn't think it was possible he would stoop that low. His words may have just gotten Hailey killed and if that was the case no one would be holding him back from getting his revenge. They haul Jay back out into the hallway, really struggling this time as he's actively fighting them. Once he gives in and relaxes slightly they let him go, keeping a close eye on him just in case. His heart is threatening to beat right out of his chest and his breaths are coming out ragged, he hasn't been this angry in a long time, if ever.

"We'll find her man…"

Adam's voice tries to reassure him but it does little to quell Jay's nerves. Not finding her isn't an option. He can't lose her. It would destroy him. It already is.

Voight comes out of the room, staring him down and Jay is certain he's about to get kicked off the case. But instead the Sergeant just nods for them to all follow after him. Jay glances back into the hospital room, glaring at the man in the bed, before he follows after Voight.

"Now what?"

Jay asks when they've cleared the main area. Voight turns and gives him a slight shrug, doing nothing to give Jay any hope.

"We head back to the precinct and hope Kim has got something from the name or the camera footage. We'll find her."

His voice is softer as he finishes, looking directly at Jay. Jay has no choice but to cling to those words so he nods and they head out. Once back at the 21st, Jay is hot on Voight's heels as they make it up the stairwell. He's on the phone with someone and Jay doesn't like what he's hearing.

"We're not just going to let him go, right?"

Jay asks, moving to block the older man's path. The look he receives is all the answer he needs and Jay feels his blood begin to boil immediately.

"You can't be serious! You heard what he said, we'll be lucky if we find her alive after that! He needs to be charged with-"

Jay's yelling is cut off by a raise of Voights hand. He knows going off on his sergeant isn't the smartest move but he can't control himself right now.

"Charged with what Jay? We have nothing to hit him with. He cooperated by giving us a name, there's nothing we can do."

As Jay slowly processed the words, he knew he was right. But that didn't make it any better. Someone was going to pay for hurting Hailey and her father was at the top of his list. Voight turned and headed into the bullpen, leaving Jay to compose himself for a moment before he followed after. Jay found Kim immediately, praying she had found something but the look on her face didn't give him much hope.

"Anything?"

He asked, leaning against her desk while she shuffled through some papers.

"Not much. I was able to get some footage of the van but it only had a partial plate. They're trying to run it now. The name her dad gave comes back with a laundry list of things but there's no LKA's or anything linked with it."

She gives him a somber look and all he can do is nod. He knew they didn't have much to go on but he had still been hoping for more than that.

"What are his priors?"

Jay asks, unsure he really wants to know. She lets out a huff of air before pulling out a sheet from her folder.

"Larceny, assault and battery, armed home invasion...rape."

Jay's entire body goes cold as the last word falls from her mouth. He closes his eyes, trying his best to not completely fall apart at the thought of something like that happening to her.

(Hailey POV)

The room is pitch black again when Hailey opens her eyes. Her body aches all over and the pounding is still assaulting her head. She tries to rest her head against the back of the chair but her neck protests with a streak of pain and a tiny whimper escapes her lips.

"Quiet!"

She jumps at the sudden loud voice, instantly regretting it as her body begins to burn even more. Her captor is in front of her then, she can barely make out his frame in the darkness. His hands are on her ankles, working their way up her legs and she fights the urge to squirm under his touch. She realizes then that he's undoing to ropes holding her in place. Once they're pulled off he yanks her out of the chair and hauls her to her feet. Hailey stumbles and he grabs a hold of her hair to pull her up. His hand grips around her arm and he begins to drag her from the room. They make it to the doorway of what she can only assume is a basement and she feels a wave of panic begin to set in. She stumbles again as he pulls the door open and he growls angrily in her ear.

"If you untied my legs I could walk better."

She says quietly but knows immediately that it was a mistake. He gives her a violent shake before pushing her to the edge of the steps and shoving her hard enough that she falls. With her hands and legs bound, Hailey has no way to slow her descent or lessen the blows from the wooden stairs. She comes crashing into a concrete wall and feels the second her shoulder takes the brunt of the force. She lets out a yell of pain, unable to hold it in as she's almost certain her shoulder is dislocated. Her entire body screams in agony and there's a new pain in her stomach that only increases with each breath. Hailey tries to listen for her captor coming down the stairs but her body is shutting down at a rapid pace and she can't stay conscious any longer. Her breathing shallows as the darkness swallows her hole. She wants to fight but letting go is so much easier.