A/N: yup…shits hitting the fan now! Also side note : happy holidays everyone !!! 3

Chapter 17

Antonio heard his phone buzz, so he glanced at it and saw Kat had sent him a message. He stopped for a second to read it, smiling, then he went back to work. They had checked pod footage of the street to see if they could catch a glimpse of who had lobbed the brick through Kats window, but so far nothing . Antonio rubbed his face with his hands, he was exhausted. Between their normal case load, and this one that just didn't want to be solved, he was hardly sleeping . Jumping up he went to the break room and grabbed a much needed cup of coffee. He was leaning against the counter lost in thought when Jay joined him.

"Hey Tonio. How's Kat holding up?" Jay grabbed a cup and the coffee pot, pouring himself some before putting it back.

"As well as can be expected. She's tired of this shit, and so am I." Antonio shook his head "I can't figure out what the game is here. Who would have something to gain by torturing her?"

"Well, we know Ken got released today, you think he would have some insight ?" Jay took a few sips of his coffee and set the cup in the sink. "I would be up for a ride if you wanted to go chat with him…"

Antonio nodded "That sounds like a great plan." He sat his cup down and they exited the break room with the intent of walking downstairs when Hanks voice stopped them.

"Antonio, Jay… there's something I need to discuss with you all." The rest of the team were standing around near their desks so the two men stopped and waited. "Kat went and saw Ken today…"

"She did WHAT?" Antonio burst out "Are you kidding me? Why the hell…" He glared at Ruzek, knowing he had been with her during the day, causing the younger man to shift his gaze anywhere but at Antonio .

Hank held up his hand . "She believed he had something to say, and he did. He said he was framed, that the house we hit wasn't his. The photos were planted, and that he hadn't seen the two victims for a few days prior to their deaths. We need to go back over everything, from the beginning." There was a collective sigh that came from the room that got cut short when Hank cleared his throat. His team would never outright complain, but they were exhausted. "Listen I know it's been a rough few months. I get that you all have worked long hours, but there's a killer out there, and those girls deserve peace." The team muttered in agreement and started towards their desks when Hank stopped them again. "Tomorrow. We start first thing in the morning."

Antonio hardly heard him. He grabbed his phone and immediately called Kat, and was surprised to get her voice mail. He hung up without leaving a message and called back again, only to get the same response. Jay saw Antonio's face and stepped over to him.

"What's wrong?"

Antonio shook his head. "I'm getting Kats voice mail. She always answers me when I call…" He trailed off. He got a gut feeling something was wrong. "Hank, I need to head home."

"Sure, is everything ok?" Hank saw the look in the younger man's eyes, and he had his answer. "We will follow you. Jay, drive him."

Jay nodded and the two men raced to the car, heading off to Antonio's house. The rest of the team followed in separate vehicles. While on the drive there Antonio called Matt.

"Antonio? Hey, what's up?"

"Did you see Kat today?"

"Yeah , we replaced the window at her bakery. That was a couple of hours ago though, why? " Matt didn't like the tone he heard in Antonio's voice. "What's going on?"

"Maybe nothing – but I've called and she isn't picking up. She texted me to tell me she got home and now she isn't answering. " Antonio's leg was bouncing up and down, he was starting to panic. "She always answers …."

Matt was already pulling clothes on. "I'll be there in 5 minutes."

"We're almost to the house I'll see you when you get here.." Antonio said and hung up . He looked at Jay "Bro, I can't lose her."

Jay nodded "I know man." He pulled up in front of Antonio's house and slammed on the brakes. They jumped out and both ran up to the front door. Jay had to grab Antonio's arm before they went any further. He pointed to the front door, showing him it was open. They drew their weapons and proceeded to go inside. Antonio stopped short making Jay almost run into the back of him. "Tonio what is it?" he looked around Antonio and saw what caused him to stop. Blood.

Kat groaned. Her head was pounding , like when she used to try and out drink Justin and lost. She attempted to move but her vision got fuzzy so she laid still, trying to think back to what she had been doing earlier. She could remember bits and pieces of her day, they came to her in flashes. Adam and her in the bakery. A brick ? She blinked a few times trying to clear the blurriness but it wasn't working. She closed her eyes , maybe if she just went to sleep for awhile things would be better when she woke up.

Jay made Antonio go outside while he cleared the house. When he was satisfied there was no one there he came out and joined him, waiting for Hank and the rest of the team . Antonio was pacing, and Jay could read his face. He was blaming himself even though it wasn't his fault. When the other cars pulled up Antonio had stopped pacing and had sunk onto the front step head in his hands.

"What happened." Hank could see how distraught Antonio was, so he turned to Jay waiting on an answer.

"Looks like she was in the hallway coming towards the front door. There's blood about midway up the hall. If I had to guess it was two people – one jimmied the front door to make her walk that way, the other hit her in the back of the head." Jay showed Hank from the front door where it had occurred. He didn't want them to contaminate the crime scene any more than they had. "Her phone is here too." He pointed to where it was laying on the floor next to the pool of blood.

Kim had taken a seat next to Antonio trying to comfort him. "Antonio she's tough. Look at all she's been through, she is going to be fine."

He nodded absentmindedly, and jumped up when he saw Matt's construction truck pull up. He rushed over to him as Matt got out .

"What happened Antonio?" Matt could tell it was bad by the ashen look on the man's face.

"She's gone. There's blood…" his voice cracked and Matt grabbed his shoulder to keep him from collapsing.

"Hey, she is the strongest person I know besides your sister. We'll find her." He handed Antonio off to Kevin and Adam, and stepped away to call Kelly. "Severide, I'm at Antonio's and Kats house- she's been taken."

"Taken? Like kidnapped??" Kelly sat up in bed , not sure if he was hearing the voice on the phone right .

"Antonio said there's blood in his hallway, so yes. Looks like she was hit ,maybe over the head? They didn't say how much blood. Listen I'm taking next shift off, they are going to need help."

"Of course. I'll call Chief, and be there as soon as I can." He was already changing into clothes before he hung up the phone. He finished changing as fast as he could, called Chief Bowden and explained what he knew , then made it to his car and took off towards Antonio's.

Kat had been having awful dreams. She imagined she was in a dark room, on a filthy bed. Her head hurt worse than she had ever felt before. She woke up with groaning and realized sadly she hadn't been dreaming. She tried to sit up but when she moved her head swam and her vision became blurry again. She reached around to the back of her head and when she pulled her hand back it was covered in blood. "Well shit, that's not good." She said aloud to herself. Kat realized she was trapped in a room, but not restrained , so she got up slowly and tried to feel her way around in the dark for something she could use to get out. When she didn't find anything useful she sat back down, knees drawn to her chest, chin resting on them and waited.

She didn't have to wait long. She heard voices outside the room she was in. Males, two of them from what she could gather. She heard the metal tumblers clicking when they opened the door. She tried to stand but when she looked up towards the door, she was staring down the barrel of a gun, so she sat back down.

"Smart move. " the man with the gun taunted her.

Kat knew asking them who they were or why she was there would be pointless, so she just mentioned her injury . "I'm bleeding pretty bad from this wound on the back of my head. If you want me to be useful in any way you might want to get me a doctor, or at least stitch and bandage it. " She stared at the man with the gun. He had eyes so dark she swore they were black. They scared her, but she didn't show it.

"All in due time. And you're plenty useful to us just like this. By now I'm sure your friends at the CPD have found the crime scene at your house, they'll be scrambling to figure out what happened. When their guard is down…" he glared at her. "That's when your daddy will pay. "