A/N: Here's Chapter 6! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: If only….but I'm not so fortunate. : (

"You're in New York?" Ian repeated, as he loosened the hold he had on Riley's neck causing him to drop to the ground with a thud. The computer geek looked up at the older man from his position on the floor as the conversation with Ben continued. Riley could hear Ben's voice through the phone, and by his tone, he could tell that the treasure hunter was forming a plan. A small glimmer of hope began to rise up in the techie's heart.

"Well, no. I'm not in New York. Not yet. We're on our way there now."

"Ok then," Ian nodded. "I'm leaving now."

Riley widened his blue eyes in bewilderment upon hearing the Brit's sentiment. He had a feeling that this wasn't part of whatever Ben was cooking up. The panicked tone that engulfed the treasure hunter's voice told Riley that he was right on the money.

"Ian, no, you can't come here yet. We haven't figured out the rest of the clue."

The computer genius rolled his eyes. Good job, Ben, he thought to himself. That didn't sound suspicious or anything.

"Ben, if you're trying to stall, you're only hurting yourself. Keep in mind that you're friend has only a short amount of time left. He can't have you gallivanting around from city to city with half of a clue." Ian cautioned. The faint sound of a sigh came through the phone. Riley knew that sigh. It was a sign that Ben was giving in. He couldn't. Not now. So what if his life was in danger? Riley didn't want anything to happen to the person he cared about the most in the world all for the sake of saving him. Riley wouldn't be able to live with himself if he was responsible for anything that happened to Ben in any way.

"The first part of the clue told us to go to the intersection of Wall Street and Broadway." Ben told Ian. "Abigail and I were going to figure out the rest of the clue when we got there."

"Fine then," Ian ran his hand over his head and then rested it on his hip. He looked down when he spoke. "I'll be there. Tomorrow morning. 9 AM. Sharp. We'll look at the clue together. I'll even throw in the pipe from the Charlotte."

There was a long pause on the other line before anyone else spoke. Finally, Ben said, "We'll be there."

"As if you had a choice in the matter," Ian snorted the snarky comment into the phone before shutting it and placed it back in the pocket of his sport coat. He looked down at Riley, who sat at his feet, staring into oblivion. Ian left the room with nothing more than a scoff. When Riley heard the door slam behind him, and the footsteps in the hallway gradually diminish, the techie slowly got to his feet. His head was throbbing and his right side felt like someone had stuck a knife in him. He was sure that Ian had cracked a few ribs and that his head was going to need stitches. But he didn't care about any of that. As Riley stood, looking daggers at the door of his prison, all he could think about was Ben.

When the line went dead, Ben waited a few seconds before taking it away from his ear. He avoided eye contact with those standing around him as he threw the phone onto Sedusky's desk. Ben sat back in his seat and folded his hands on his lap, absently playing with his handcuffs.

"Ben, you told Ian that we were in New York," Abigail stated the obvious.

"Yeah," He sighed. "I know."

"He's going to be there at 9 o'clock tomorrow."

"I know."

"If we're not there, Riley's going to-"

"I know!" Ben raised his voice and finally looked at Abigail. She jumped a little at the treasure hunter's harsh tone then looked down at her hands.

"I have no idea what I'm going to do," Ben said, his voice on the cusp of sounding desperate. He rested his arm on the chair and leaned his head on his hand. "I need to figure out the rest of the clue."

"Now, this clue," The voice was Sedusky's. Ben jumped slightly, not expecting anything from him. "It's on the back of the Declaration of Independence?"

Ben nodded, sitting up a bit. "Yes. That's correct."

"And you need to meet Ian Howe, at the intersection of Wall Street and Broadway, tomorrow morning or else your friend is going to be killed?" Sedusky tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Agent Michaels, get Mr. Gates and Dr. Chase a helicopter to New York City. Gates, you have fifteen minutes with the Declaration."

Ben and Abigail exchanged a glance. Fifteen minutes would definitely be enough time to gather the clue but Ben had a feeling that if they showed up without the Declaration, Ian might be a tad suspicious.

"Agent Sedusky, not that I'm not eternally grateful for you giving me another chance but, fifteen minutes with the Declaration isn't going to be enough. We're going to need to take it with us."

"Well then in that case I'm going to have to send a team of agents with you to-"

"I'm afraid that can't happen either." Ben cut him off.

"Mr. Gates, we're not just going to let someone borrow the Declaration of Independence and take it all the way to New York City."

Ben sighed. "I know, but I can't just show up with half the FBI on my back."

Abigail leaned forward, inserting herself into this debate. "Mr. Sedusky, what if you come with us to the city, but stay hidden until we call for you? That way, you'll know the Declaration is safe and if something goes awry, you'll be no more than a few miles away." She proposed.

Ben and Sedusky exchanged a thoughtful glance.

"That might work." Sedusky said as his way of approval.

"Yes," Ben agreed. "It just might."

A/N: Ok…this chapter didn't turn out as long as I would've liked. But I don't wanna feel like I'm giving too much away in each chapter you know? If I make the chapters super long and have everything happen in it, there won't be anything else to write. So bear with me here. I know where I'm going , I'm just giving it to you in little pieces at a time. : ) Please review!