Ryan couldn't sleep. Sandy and Kirsten hadn't slept. Sandy had held his wife tightly whispering to her every now and then when her sobs would start again. It was 8am when Sandy's cell rang; he was worried when he saw that it was Ryan. It was only 5am in Newport.

"Ryan is everything okay?"

"Hey Sandy, yeah everything is fine. I just thought you'd be awake I can't sleep and I was wondering what you wanted me to tell Summer? I haven't seen or spoken to her or Marissa yet I just didn't know what to say." Sandy rubbed his forehead was honesty always the best policy? He guessed in this case yes.

"You're not going to be able to avoid them for long and I'm guessing Summer is going to be going mad thinking that Seth is ignoring her. Maybe you should tell her when Marissa is there so she can be there for her." Ryan thought it was nice that Sandy was so thoughtful about Summer even though he must have been going out of his mind right now.

"Yeah that's a good idea. Should I tell them about Ben? I mean how much should I tell them?"

"Just tell them that, er, that Seth is missing and we think someone may be holding him against his will. Something along those lines I suppose." Sandy didn't really know what to tell them.

"You know that Summer is going to want to go straight out to New York don't you?"

"I know but you and Marissa are just going to have to talk her out of it. There really is nothing she can do over here."

"Sandy, if he's not found in a few days can I come back over?"

"Ryan he's going to be found by then but if he isn't then I promise you we'll discuss it. Now you need to try and get some sleep telling the girls is going to be hard."

"Thanks Sandy. I know I'll try. You'll ring us when there's news?"

"Yes as soon as anything happens I'll let you know. I'll speak to you later try and sleep."

"Night Sandy." Sandy wanted to laugh at him saying night; the poor guy must have been so tired. He was so proud of him, of how he was coping with it all. When he turned around Kirsten was still lying in bed with her eyes closed. He went over to her and sat next to her.

"Honey do you want a coffee or anything?" He leaned in and kissed her head. She didn't reply or respond to the kiss. "Kirsten I know you're awake. Talk to me. Look at me"

"I'm not waking up until this nightmare is over and Seth is back with us." She turned away from him.

"Aww honey look Seth is going to be found so soon I just know it. For all we know the police could be on their way to get him right now." He was trying so hard to stay positive for her, for all of them.

"I doubt that very much." He sighed. His cell interrupted his thoughts for a second time that morning. This time he didn't recognise the number.

"Sandy Cohen."

"Hi Mr. Cohen its Dan from NYPD." This time Kirsten was wide awake when hi phone conversation ended.

"What did they say? That was the police right?"

"Yes it was. They have got some ideas that they would like to run by us. I said we'd go straight down to the station once we were dressed. They think they know where Seth is being kept. They have had Gary and the apartment I went to under surveillance." Kirsten was out of bed and in the shower before Sandy had finished talking.

Seth had slept for a long time again; another blow to the head was the cause of this. When he woke up he could smell breakfast cooking, if he imagined hard enough he was back in the kitchen with Ryan and Sandy cooking while he and his mom looked on. He was so hungry that he thought the smell might kill him before these people did. He was so focused on the smell that he didn't notice someone else enter the room.

"Get up we're moving out." Seth tried to stand up but it was hard. "I said get up, didn't you hear me!" before he knew it Seth felt hands on him as he was dragged to his feet. Within a few minutes he felt fresh air, he couldn't believe how god it felt to be outside. He briefly thought about making a run for it but standing up on his own was hard enough he wouldn't make it to the end of the road without being caught. Plus the blindfold meant he had absolutely no idea where he was. He didn't have much time to contemplate anything else as he was pushed into a vehicle. He assumed it was a van since the floor was hard and there was a lot space. He was worried that they were going to be leaving New York, he was already worried that he would be had to find but if they left the city no-one would know where to look for him.

The police discussed several matters with Sandy and Kirsten. They had two plans for getting Seth but they were hoping that they wouldn't need to use the second one. It was a last ditch plan. They seemed quite hopeful that the first plan would work. They had found where Seth was being kept; they were going to raid the building looking for drugs but would really be looking for Seth. The second plan involved pretending to exchange Kirsten for Seth something Sandy was definitely against.

"No way, absolutely not. You've got to come up with something better than that. If that plan went wrong both of them would be Gary's hostages." Or worse, Sandy thought, dead.

"Mr. Cohen we are trying to come up with new ideas but we are really hopeful that after tonight we won't need another plan. However it is best to have something at least as back up." Kirsten said nothing she was just trying to concentrate on there being one plan and Seth would be back with them tonight.

The police also suggested that if the raid didn't work that they make an appeal to the public. This would make Gary more cautious and easier for them to monitor. Also the more information they could find on him and his friends the better.

The Cohen's left the station a lot more hopeful than when they had entered. The raid was going to take place late this evening and although they were not allowed to go along they would be at the station so they could know what was going on. The prospect of seeing Seth before the day was out had lifted the mood of both of them and on the way back from the station they stopped for lunch.

The afternoon seemed to creep along for both of them. They rang Newport nothing much had happened and they were all pleased with the plan that was in place. Ryan hadn't told the girls yet they were going to stop by for dinner. After that they spent time in the pool and both of them tried to do some reading. Once they had finished they headed straight for the police station.

Before they went in Sandy took Kirsten's hands in his.

"Kirsten, honey, no matter what happens tonight we're getting him back. Even if its not tonight we're never going to stop. I'll die trying if I have to." She looked up at her husband, she felt guilty that he had to be the strong one when she knew he was just as shook up as she was. She kissed him and led him into the station. This was going to be a very long and important night.