Don awoke with the horrible sensation of deja-vu when he awoke in a hospital bed. "What?" Don slowly pieced together what had happened as he sat up. "Oh boy," this time around it hurt a little more to get out of bed.
"Donnie?" the voice of his father asked.
"I'm okay," Don said looking around the room, he need pants. "Where are my pants? I need my pant."
"You need to get back into bed." Allan had a great fathering instinct and he knew he had to be there for his son, he was having a bad day. Don tended to internalize things and take responsibility for things that were way beyond his control, like the kidnapping of Colby and Megan. David had made sure Don had gotten to the hospital and then started on the search. "David is on the case, you broke a few more ribs, and you need to get back…" Allan was wasting his breath Don had already out of bed and he had found his pants. "Would you like a ride to the office?"
"That would be great."
Allan passed Don a t-shirt and they headed out as they drove to the office he noticed his son grimacing as they went over bumps. "Don…"
"Dad do not start. I appreciate the concern but I can't rest till I get them back."
"Here," Allan passed him a bottle of T3's. "When you are ready to take a break you've got them."
"Thanks dad," Don appreciated having someone looking out for him while he was looking out for everyone else. He pocketed the Tylenol and headed up to the office. "David what do we have? Any leads?"
"We got a plate on the car that took them but came up empty. We are searching for Sinti but same thing." David wanted it to give Don the fact that he was still standing showed his immense commitment to the team, "I've got Charlie trying to come up with some math stuff to help us find them faster."
Don nodded. He tried not to let his frustration get the better of him but he knew he needed a miracle to get his team back. "Okay, lets go take a look at the first scene maybe something will present itself that wasn't there before." Don couldn't just sit still, he needed to go out and do something. He and David headed out of the FBI building as a car flew down the road, barely stopping the door flew open and a body was thrown out. It rolled along the pavement as the car drove off, when it came to a stop Don saw whom it was. "COLBY!" Don rushed beside his agent. "David call a bus!" Carefully Don check to make sure his friend wasn't dead. "Colby? Can you hear me?" Don knew the fact that Colby being delivered in the state he was not a good sign for what could potentially happen to Megan. Don didn't get a response but Colby was breathing and he didn't appear to have any massive injuries. "David ride with him," Don ordered when the bus pulled up, once Colby was loaded he ran back up stairs to the building. Don rushed into the office where Charlie was working, "We've just got Colby, Sinti still has Megan. What do you have?"
"From the data I've gotten about the organizations and the used the information I used to track down the containers." Charlie went on to try and describe the math behind the logic, which began to frustrate Don.
"CHARLIE! Just give me the list!" Don stopped as soon as he realised that he had yelled at his younger brother. "I'm sorry buddy, I just…"
"I know you want to get her back safe," Charlie knew his brother was stressed out and forgave him immediately for being short with him. "Here is the list. Be careful."
"I will." Don took a look at the locations and passed it off to another officer. "How is Larry?"
"He's locked himself in his office. Amita is sitting with him, he's really worried."
Don could relate to Larry's worries, "Why don't you go there too. I'll give you a call."
"Sure." Charlie nodded as Don threw on his bullet-proof FBI jacket. Charlie headed off to Cal-Sci, once he entered Larry's office he noticed Amita sitting alone. "Where is Larry?"
"He's sleeping," Amita said as she pointed to Larry on the couch. "I've haven't seen him like this since…"
"The last time Megan was held hostage?"
"Yes." Amita took the cup of coffee Charlie offered her. "I can't understand having such a dangerous job. How do Megan, and your brother sleep at night?"
"I've questioned that before," Charlie admitted. "My dad has tried to get Don to see someone but I'm pretty sure he hasn't. If anything happens to Megan he might have to."
"I'm sure she'll be fine." Amita reassured rubbing Charlie's back, she noticed he looked as beat as Larry did before he fell asleep. "Why don't you try and get some rest?"
"I've got to wait to hear from Don."
"Give me your phone, if Don calls I'll wake you up. Okay?"
"Okay," Charlie gave in leaning back in an armchair.