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Jack and Oversight were no longer in the war room by themselves, which was probably a good thing because the longer Jack saw the way Mac's father kept himself calm and collected, how he showed no fear or worry over his son, the more he wanted to punch the man's face. Bozer and Leanna came in about half an hour after Jack made his comment about how the older man left his son alone for years. Apparently, he couldn't remember seeing anyone or anything out of the ordinary in the last few weeks at all, meaning that since Walsh was careful enough to not be seen, the fingerprints on the cloth was most likely done on purpose.

Riley then joined them after finding nothing on the security cameras, again. While she hadn't been exactly hopeful, she still felt extremely disappointed and a bit like a failure when she still found nothing. So, she made her way back to the war room to give Jack, Bozer, Leanna, and Oversight the bad news. Bozer and Jack immediately assured her that it was alright and that they will find Mac, but she still felt like a failure. Not long after she joined them though, the door opened again and the two other members of the team came in.

"I think we might have found a way to contact Jonah Walsh." Cage announced as she strode into the room the room with Matty.

"What? How?" Bozer asked as everyone turned to face the two women who just joined them.

"Matty and I went down to interrogate one the men that were captured when Walsh's lab was destroyed. Took a little convincing, but we finally managed to get him to talk." Cage informed them.

"What did he say?" Jack asked, desperate and hoping with everything he had that they had learned something that would help them find his missing partner.

"That Walsh buys a lot of his burner phones at the same time so he always has another handy for when he has to ditch one." Matty chimed in.

"That's smart." Riley commented. She had known that if a person has to dump their burner phone, they could be found when they bought another one, as whoever was searching for them could just keep on eye on the places and people who sold them. She had done it before on missions. But if the person already had several burner phones, there was no need to buy any if he or she had to ditch one.

"Yeah, unless of course you let those working for you write down the phone numbers so they can get a hold of you if something goes wrong." Matty replied with a sly grin.

"That's dumb." Leanna scoffed.

"Yeah, it's more than likely Walsh would have gotten rid of them by now and have bought new ones." James joined in the conversation, positive that his former partner wouldn't keep anything that could let any type of law enforcement track him down, especially if people he worked with were captured.

"Maybe, maybe not." Jack responded, shooting a small glare at their boss. Oversight glared back for a moment, but he said nothing to his employee's obvious attempt to anger him.

"Okay, let's try them, see what we can find." James said, turning his attention back to the rest of the team. Cage nodded and came over to him, handing him the list of phone numbers that the prisoner had given them.

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After grabbing a bite to eat and a few beers, Walsh decided to head back to the room where he was keeping James MacGyver's kid to see how he was doing. According to the cartel scientist who created the drug he had used on the kid, it should only last about two hours, three at most, so it should have worn off by now. But as he started walking down the hall towards the room, he heard a phone ringing.

He headed back into the living room where his burner phones and the cell phone that Luis Gomez, leader of the cartel who he had partnered with, used to contact him. Walsh quickly realized that it was just one of the burner phones, but when he saw that, suspicion started settling into his stomach. He had been going this task almost completely alone. Besides having some help breaking Angus MacGyver's security system, he had done everything himself, so no one should be contacting him.

Despite that though, he picked up the phone with a slightly annoyed tone, "Alright, who is this and why are you calling me?"

"It's me Walsh, and I'm calling you because you took my son and my agent." Walsh paused when he heard the person on the other end of the phone answer. Despite being apart for years, and only being reunited two weeks ago for an hour at most, he easily recognized that voice.

"Jimmy MacGyver. I must say, while I'm not surprised to talk to you so soon, I had thought I would be the one contacting you. How did you get this number?" Walsh wondered. He had been thinking of contacting his old partner if his kid still refused to help, thinking that maybe the man actually cared enough about his own son to come over and give him a hand in exchange for baby MacGyver's freedom, but he wasn't ready to make that call yet.

"A source we didn't actually expect to be honest, but you know as well as I do, people can surprise you." James answered.

"Ain't that the truth." Walsh commented, but before he could say anything else, James spoke again.

"Where's my son Walsh?" The head of the Phoenix Foundation demanded, his tone making it clear he wasn't in a mood for any kind of mind games. Walsh however, didn't care. After all, he was the one who had the hostage which meant that he called the shots, not his former partner.

"What makes you think I took your boy?" Walsh wondered with a grin, enjoying playing a bit with the uptight agent.

"Because the cloth doused with ether that was used to knock out my son had your fingerprints on it." James replied with a knowing tone. Walsh wasn't surprised to hear that. He knew what he was doing. Though he kept from leaving his fingerprints all over the house, he didn't even try to keep them off the cloth. After all, hard to leave a message for someone if they had no idea who left it.

"Well, you know, you really should keep a closer eye on him James. One day he might just disappear on you like you did to him." James told him as he now began walking towards the hallway which led to the room where Angus was.

"Walsh, you tell me where my son is, now." Walsh's grin turned to a smirk when he heard the firm yet desperate tone from the older MacGyver.

"Can't do that buddy. I haven't gotten what I need just yet. Maybe when I'm done, you can have your boy back." Walsh responded, smirk becoming wider and wider.

"Walsh," James tone held an unspoken warning, but Walsh ignored it.

"You know what I find strange?" The former DXS agent asked, but before James could answer, Walsh continued, "That after abandoning your boy and staying away for years, you suddenly care about him."

"Don't tell me what you I feel. You have no idea what I feel." Walsh raised his eyebrows when he heard the anger in James's voice. While James never liked being told what to do, what to feel, and what he does feel, it seemed to the criminal he had hit a bit of a soft spot, especially when James demanded again, this time with a furious tone, "Now give me back my son."

"No can do." Walsh replied, but then added, "But, I'll see if he wants to talk to you."

He lowered the phone so he could unlocked and open the door, then went inside. The blonde still looked a little out of it, but Walsh knew that it was mostly exhaustion, especially when he saw the clarity in the kid's bright blue eyes. He walked over to mini MacGyver, and crouched down in front of him as held the phone out.

"Say 'hi' to your Dad." Walsh told him before putting the phone right against Angus's ear.

"Dad?" That was the only word Walsh let him get out before he pulled the phone away as two voices on the other end said, "Angus," and "Mac,".

He had no idea who was the person who said 'Mac', but he didn't really care. He put the phone against his own ear and teased, "Nope, me now. I'd let you talk to him more, but I'm not sure he can talk back due to a broken jaw."

"You b*****d!" The voice Walsh didn't recognized shouted as Walsh left the room, closing and locking the door again. Despite how terrible the kid looked, he still didn't trust him to be left alone in an unlocked room.

"Walsh, I am going to find you, and if I find him harmed in any way, you're dead." James threatened, angrier than Walsh could ever remember him being.

"You would have to find us first partner. Good luck." Walsh wished him before he hung up the phone. He then headed back into the bedroom he had been staying and immediately started packing his stuff. Though he wasn't as smart as James MacGyver, he wasn't an idiot. He knew that James would be having someone trace the call, which meant that he had to get the kid, and get out of dodge.

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Back at the Phoenix Foundation in the war room, James hung up the phone when he realized that Walsh had already disconnected the call. Behind him stood Jack, who Bozer was still holding to keep him from doing something stupid. When he heard Walsh say that Mac's jaw was broken, the sniper charged forward as if he was about punch something or someone, so Bozer quickly grabbed him and pulled him back. Beside them, stood Matty, Leanna, and Cage, while Riley sat on a chair nearby, her fingers typing furiously on her laptop.

"Please tell me I kept him on long enough for you to trace the call." James practically begged Riley, the calm and focused expression barely hiding how worried and shaken he actually was from talking to Walsh and Mac.

"Yes you did." Riley answered before looking up from her laptop with a smile as she added, "And I got it."

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Mac wasn't exactly sure what was going on outside the room he was trapped in. He already was wondering what was happening outside his prison, but the pain-filled drug that Walsh had given him had messed with his head. It wasn't anything dangerous, Mac was sure of that. Since his captor still wanted something from him, he wouldn't have done anything that would cause permanent damage to him. That didn't mean that the drug that flooded his system didn't hurt though. It was like fire running through his veins before making him feel like he was being ripped apart from the inside.

The former Phoenix agent wasn't sure how long he was under the effects of the drug. He had lost any and all sense of time, but he was thinking it was probably only for a few hours. When the drug finally did wear off, Mac found that he was alone again. He tried to force himself to pull against the ropes still tying his wrists to the arms of the chair, but he had no energy. He was exhausted, his entire body felt heavy, and every movement he did make aggravated the cuts and bruises he had sustained before Walsh drugged him.

It was only a few minutes later that Walsh entered the room, but not to torture him again like Mac thought. Instead, he held a cell phone in his hand and pressed it to Mac's ear and said, 'say hi to your dad.' Not sure what would happen if he stayed quiet, he obeyed, though the only word he got out was 'Dad', before the older man pulled the phone away, but not before Mac could hear both his Dad and Jack call out for him on the other end.

Mac sighed a breath of relief at the sound of Jack's voice, but Walsh didn't notice because once he pulled the phone away, he held it to his own ear and began talking with Oversight while he walked out of the room, shutting and locking the door behind him. Mac then tried to bring himself to escape again, but the small amount of energy he had gained from hearing his father's and Jack's voices was still no where near the amount he needed. Not long though after his Dad's former partner left his cell, the door opened again.

"How are you feeling mini Mac?" Walsh questioned as he came back into the room only minutes after he left. This time, the phone was gone and a syringe in his hand instead which caused the blonde to instinctively tense.

"Just peachy." Mac mumbled sarcastically, his jaw still throbbing painfully making it hard to talk. Walsh nodded though, letting him know that his captor did hear him. Walsh then pulled out a small vial filled with a clear liquid from his pocket and jabbed the needle into it before pulling on the plunger, filling the syringe with whatever drug was in the vial.

"Well, as much as I need your cooperation, we can't stay here." Walsh said once he filled the syringe and threw away the now empty vial before coming over to Mac.

"You know, you won't be able to run for long." Mac forced himself to say despite the pain.

"Why? Your Daddy hasn't been able to find me for years, what makes you think he will this time? Because I have you? I thought you were smart enough to know your Daddy doesn't care about you." Walsh replied, looking somewhat entertained and mildly confused.

"It's not my Dad you have to worry about. It's my partner, and trust me when I tell that once he finds us, you're a dead man." Mac told him with a smug grin.

Walsh stared at him for a moment before he reached out and stabbed the syringe into Mac's neck. He grunted, but it wasn't the drug that Walsh had used earlier. Instead, it was sedative, as Mac quickly realized as his head suddenly felt heavy and everything became foggy. Before he completely lost consciousness though, he heard Walsh whisper in his ear, "Well, lucky for me, he won't find us."

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In Jack's opinion, they were taking too long to get to Mac's location. The second Riley gave them the location she found from the phone trace, Jack, James, Cage, Riley, Bozer, and Leanna ran down to the Phoenix's SUVs with the TAC team who had gotten ready in record time. The sniper knew they were going as fast as they could, but due to distance, it still took them half-an-hour to get there.

When they did finally arrive at the large, two-story house that Riley said was the place where the phone was, the TAC team immediately broke through the front and back doors and entered the house. James, Jack, and Cage followed right behind them while Bozer, Leanna, and Riley waited outside as they hadn't gotten a chance to grab any weapons and vests. Plus, they weren't cleared yet to use weapons for the Phoenix either.

"Mac! Mac!" Jack shouted as he searched the building for his missing partner. There was no answer however.

James broke away from the team and his son's partner as he walked down a hallway. He quickly spotted a door that looked like wood on the outside, but he could tell it was just painted steel. What really drew his attention to this particular door though, was the padlock that hung unlocked on the latch. James took a deep breath, then opened the door.

The room was darker than the rest of the house, and appeared damp, as though it was a cellar even though it was on the first floor. In the middle of the room, was a metal chair that was bolted to the floor. Loose strands of thick rope were still wrapped around the arms of the chair and despite the distance, Oversight could see the ropes were a bit bloodstained. There was blood on the floor as well as the chair. The father felt his heart clench tightly, not just from the sight of the blood, but also from the sight that the chair was unoccupied. They were too late. His son and Walsh were gone.

"He's not here." James stated as he stared at the empty chair that he knew held his son at some point.

"What, how can he not be here?" Jack demanded, coming over to his boss. However, he quickly spotted what was all in the empty room and immediately paled at the sight.

"He was, but not anymore." James explained, "Walsh must've left with him after he hung up the phone."

"How do we find him now?" Jack mumbled the question as he tried to think of how they would be able to rescue Mac if they had no idea where Walsh would have taken him. After all, they only found this place because they had managed to contact the criminal who had kidnapped Mac and track him that way. Now that Walsh knew that the Phoenix Foundation had gotten a hold of his burner phones numbers, he would've gotten rid of them.

James however, heard the question and answered, "Well, he will still need to get his lab set up, since this place obviously isn't it."

Without another word, Oversight strode away from the room, leaving Jack alone to stare at the room that had been Mac's prison cell. His eyes ran over it, taking in every detail, including the bloody ropes and the blood on the chair and floor. Beginning to feel sick to his stomach, Jack turned and moved to catch up to his boss, following him out of the house where Bozer, Leanna, and Riley were waiting.

"He wasn't there." Walsh informed them before turning to Riley, "Check what you find against Luis Gomez and his associates."

"Why him?" Riley asked, pushing down the shock and disappointment she felt that they still had not found Mac.

"Because, I figured that Gomez was just a silent partner in this. That he was funding everything, and he probably is, but if he knows that the hunt has been restarted for Walsh, then he or one of his cartel members would be the ones buying it and setting everything up." Walsh explained to her as he started to head towards one of the SUVs.

"Got it." Riley replied.

As if he suddenly remembered something, James stopped and turned back to face the hacker, "And check any and all security in the area. Odds are, we'll find footage of Walsh coming and leaving. We might be able to track him down."

After he said that, the head of the Phoenix got into one of the SUVs. Riley looked over at Jack, shooting him a reassuring look before she also climbed into the vehicle. Bozer and Leanna looked disappointed and worried but stayed silent as they climbed into another SUV. Jack was about to do the same when someone behind him called out his name.

"Jack?" Cage called out to him, causing the older man to turn his head to face her, seeing her exiting the building as well. When she saw she had his attention, she said, "We're going to find him."

Jack nodded, though he wasn't sure he fully believed her. The Australian then continued to make her way to the SUVs, but Jack didn't follow her. Her words echoed in his ears loudly. They were the same words she had said when Murdoc kidnapped Mac. True, she was right, they had found and saved him, but that was only because Mac escaped the assassin first. If he hadn't had done that, they might have never have found him. He might actually be dead right now.

Now, they were practically in the same boat. A trail growing colder and colder, and Mac still a hostage. Would they really have to wait for Mac to escape first before they could save him? Either way though, Jack wasn't going to stop. Even if the trail was beyond freezing cold, he wouldn't stop until he got his partner back.

The sniper looked back at the house where his partner was just half an hour ago and whispered, "Hang on Mac. Just hang on."

AN – Okay, I have never used, never even seen a burner phone, and I don't fully know how they work. I'm going off what I've seen in TV shows, more specifically an episode in Castle. So if I did this all wrong, I'm sorry. I hope you enjoy this chapter though. Next one will be up in a week.