Disclaimer: Standard still applies.
A/N: Hey, Chikory, I think that we all want to punch Ben Tirry out. At least, I know I do.
Gah, writing Don's part is hard because I wanna get back to Charlie and torture him some more!
That's why this one took a while to put up, I didn't know what to write. But I hope I did pretty good with this chapter.
Though I doubt it compares to last chapter, that one just rocked.

I have more reasons for why this one was late. And I know you all don't want excuses, but they are true. 1) it's cold, hard to type with frozen hands. 2) my cousin got put in the hospital for about five days

It had been a day. A whole day. And Don knew that they had no idea where Ben Tirry was. They had no idea where Charlie was.

That maniac could have done anything to his brother by now.

And the part that Don hated most was that he wasn't allowed to help search for his brother. He was officially on a time off. But a time off didn't stop Don from coming to the office, listen, and give helpful hints.

It's my fault, Don thought to himself, It's my fault that Charlie has been kidnapped. I thought I was a great FBI Agent, but if I was, then how come someone could steal my little brother right from under my nose?

Megan was watching Don closely. She knew that he wasn't even supposed to be at the office, but she couldn't make him go home. His brother was missing. She shook her head and hoped that Alan would be back soon, to help Don out.

Don was sitting in a chair, fidgeting. he had to do something. He chewed on his gum thoughtfully, getting an idea. He got up and made his way to Merrick's office. He sat down in the empty chair in front of the Director's desk.

The man raised an eyebrow, "Agent Eppes? I believe you are not supposed to be here. You are on a week off, without pay."

Don nodded, "I know that sir. But I want to ask if I can work on the case about my missing brother."

Merrick closed his eyes. He had been waiting for this. "Agent Eppes," He began testy, opening his eyes, "You cannot help on this case at the moment unless you have some information, and then you tell that information to the lead officer - just as a civilian would."

"But I should be the lead officer." Don said.

"Agent Eppes, you assaulted a man!" Merrick yelled.

"The same man who has my brother now!" Don yelled back. "If you don't let me help now, you know that I will be on the case in 5 more days!"

Merrick nodded, "But you will not be lead Agent. This is a personal case, you cannot lead them. And if we happen to make a bust you cannot go in, your emotions could get in the way."

"But-"

Merrick held up his hand, "Do I make myself clear, Agent? It's that or you will have to take a leave for an even longer time than a week."

"Yes sir." Don growled under his breath as he left Merrick's office. He trudged over to his desk.

How could Merrick do this to him? Don needed his brother. He felt as if it was all his fault. Don could feel his insides twist as he thought about what Tirry could be doing to his brother. His brother! If he had known that Tirry would go and kidnap Charlie, Don would have done more than assault the guy, he would have gone all out and killed the man. That's what Don planned on doing. As soon as they found Tirry, he would kill him. Right then and there. He squirmed in his seat, slightly uncomfortable with his murdering thoughts. He looked down at his desk, when he left to talk to Merrick it was empty, now it had his mail on it. Don sat down in his chair and sighed, picking up the envelopes.

One in particular caught his eyes. Don didn't know why, it was more of a gut feeling. He opened it slowly and read . . .

Agent Eppes-
I would like to thank you for locking me up for eight years in the state prison.
You took away my life, so now I will take away yours, just as I would have those eight years ago. I will take away those who are most important to you, one by one. Then I'll torture and kill them, leaving them for you to find.
I'll be seeing you, Agent.

Don stared down at the letter. He blinked. What was going on? Ben Tirry took Charlie. Didn't he? But this letter makes it seem like he took Charlie. Maybe they were in league together. If they were, then if they found out some stuff about the guy who sent the letter then that could lead them to Tirry and Charlie.

He would just have to kill two bastards for Charlie.

"Megan!"

Megan walked over to Don's desk, "Don, there is no new information."

Don looked up at Megan, the lead agent in the case for Charlie's rescue. "Oh, yes. There is."

"What?"

Don held up a letter, "This letter was written two days ago - see the date." He handed it to her. He watched as her eyes ran across it. "This guy could be with Tirry."

"Or he could be another suspect." Megan said, "Alright. We will go through all the people you put away eight years ago for torture and kidnapping. We'll find him, Don. We'll find Charlie."

Don sat back in his chair. Was it his fault that Charlie had been kidnapped? Was he being tortured? Would he go home today and find his dead brother's body on his couch? The letter said that Don's most cherished ones, one by one. Did that mean that his family and friends were in trouble too? His dad? His team? What about Charlie's friends? Were they a possible target?

Megan was thinking the same thing, rereading the letter. Was she a target? "Colby!"

"Megan?" He asked, walking up behind her.

"Alan's plane is supposed to land at noon. I want you to be there to pick him up and bring him here." Megan told him. "But being as it's only ten, I want you to go to CalSci and bring Larry and Matt here." She sighed and turned to Don as Colby left, "Don?"

Megan's voice brought Don out of his thoughts, he looked up at her.

"I want you to call Nancy, tell her that you will pick her up and bring her here. Alright?"

"Yeah." Don said, "Just find my brother." He walked out of the office quickly. He hoped that Nancy was still alright. He wanted to get to her as soon as he could. On the way to his SUV he pulled out his cell phone and pressed speed dial.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Nancy." Don said, letting out a breath, "Megan told me I had to come and get you, then bring you to the office."

"Oh. Okay." She said slowly, "Why?"

Don stopped walking. Oh. He hadn't told her that Charlie had been kidnapped, he'd been too worried to tell her. He sighed, "I'll tell you in the car. Just be ready for me, 'Kay?"

"Kay." She said, hanging up the phone.

Don found himself on Nancy's doorstep before he realized. He had driven to her house in a daze, he hoped that he hadn't broke any driving laws. He shrugged as he knocked on her door.

Nancy smiled as she opened the door, "So, are we going inside my house for a few or going straight to the office?"

"Office." Don said, leading her to the SUV after she locked up.

She nodded and got in the vehicle. As soon as they were on their way she turned to him, "What is this about?"

Don took a breath. "We think you might be in danger."

"What?" She asked, confused, "Why?"

"Because you know me." Don said quietly.

"Don, tell me what is happening." She demanded.

"I got a letter threatening that they would kidnap all the people I care about."

Nancy raised an eyebrow, "Don, you are an FBI Agent. You get threats all the time. What makes this one so special? Why are you thinking that this guy is actually going to do what he threatened?"

"Charlie's missing." He said quickly.

There was silence for a length, "What?"

"Charlie was kidnapped yesterday. Or two nights ago. I'm not for sure. It was during the night." He hit his steering wheel, "And the bastard took him from right under my nose! Charlie was just in the other room!"

"Don." Nancy said soothingly, "Calm down. This is not your fault."

"I can't even be on the official team that helps find him." Don said, sounding defeated as he drove.

Nancy's heart went out to him. "I'm am so sorry, Donnie. But I'm sure that they are doing their best to find out who took him. Are there any leads?"

"Well, whoever wrote the letter and Ben Tirry."

"Tirry? As in the one who sued you for assault?" Nancy asked, watching Don nod his head, "Oh. Wow." She sighed. "Any idea as too who wrote the letter?"

Don shook his head, "Not yet, we don't. But Megan and everyone are working on that."

Nancy nodded, "They will find Charlie."

"Yeah. I just hope that he is alive when they do."

Colby pulled up in front of CalSci. It felt strange going there for someone who wasn't Charlie. He sighed as he opened his door and made his way inside. He knocked on Larry's door, hoping the professor was not giving a lecture. He knocked again.

"Hold on. Hold on." Colby heard a muffled voice. The face of Larry appeared right in front of him, "Colby? Oh, my." He opened his door wider, "Have you found Charlie? Is he okay?"

Colby looked at the man sadly, "Sorry, I was just told by Megan to pick you and Matt up. Supposed to bring you both to the office."

"Oh." Larry said, looking about his office slowly, "Yes. I shall go and fetch Mathew then."

"We are going to find him, you know."

"Mathew? Yes, I know."

Colby shook his head, "No, I'm talking about Charlie. We are going to find him."

Larry nodded, wanting to believe it. "Yes. I don't doubt that."

"You sound skeptic." Colby answered, following the professor out the door and onto the campus.

Larry nodded, "I'm sure that you will find Charles. But it's more of if Charles will be there."

"What do you mean?"

"Being kidnapped. It is very likely that he has had a relapse and he won't be himself." Larry paused, "Or you will all find him already dead."

Colby swallowed. The pit of his stomach fell, Larry was right. Charlie wouldn't be Charlie anymore. He sighed as he watched Larry move quickly up to Matt.

Alan hadn't expected to see Colby there for him. "Where's Donnie?" He asked, worried.

"At the office." Colby answered, helping Alan with his bags.

"Where's Charlie? Have you found Charlie? Where is my baby boy?"

Colby looked down at the ground, then back at Alan, "Now, please. Just calm down and I will tell you everything I know." He took a breath, "Which isn't a lot."

He helped Alan get all of his luggage in the vehicle, then they started on their way to the office.

"Tell me now, Agent Granger, or I swear I will-"

Colby cut him off, before the threat was finished, "We have two main suspects."

"Two? Who?"

"Well, one of them we don't know the name of."

"What?! Then how can said person be a suspect!?"

Colby sighed, "Don got a letter today, it was dated before the kidnapping and it talked about kidnapping Don's loved ones and," he swallowed, "torturing them. It appears as if he has been in jail for eight years. So, we are doing are best to look in on that."

"A-And the other?" Alan could hardly speak. Did Colby just say torture?

"Ben Tirry. It seems as if a syringe was left at the scene - in Charlie's room and the substance in it was what is commonly used for ECT sessions. And we can't seem to find him. We are thinking that the two of them might be in league with one another."

Alan nodded, taking it all in. His baby boy was being tortured.

How was this effecting Charlie? He was just starting to get well again . . .

Alan walked into the office and found himself being led into the interrogation room by Colby. Was Colby going as him questions about Charlie? No. Alan could see everyone else in the room. They were all going to be told something. He sat down next to Nancy and Larry.

Megan stood in front of everyone as they all took their seats. She sighed and ran her hands through her hair. "Alright. I called you all here because I want to put all of you under protective custody."

"What?" Alan asked, worried, "Why?"

"The letter that Don got talked about taking away the ones he cares about one by one. And ..."

"You're thinking that we could be next?" Nancy asked quietly, looking down at the empty table.

Megan nodded.

Matt raised his hand, "But uh. I don't see Don that much. I'm more of a friend of Charlie's ..."

Megan nodded again, "Yes, but that could make you a potential target. Through Charlie. Or if this guy sees you around Don ..."

"Are you saying that who ever I spend time with or call or heck, even look at or say hi too could be a victim next?" Don asked, anger in his voice. He sighed, "Don't answer that." He paused for a beat, "Alright. Do we know who sent the letter yet?"

"No." David said, scratching his right eyebrow, "But we should know at least by tomorrow."

"I don't see myself doing well in protective custody." Matt said, to himself more than anyone else.

Megan sighed, "Alright. Find, no custody. Just, travel in pairs or groups. No one should be alone. Alright?" She watched as everyone nodded in agreement.

Alan put a reassuring hand on Don's knee. Or, he hoped it was reassuring. It was to him, he still had one son with him. He just desperately needed the other.

Don looked at his father when he felt a hand on his knee. He needed to be strong for his dad. He needed to be strong for Charlie. Don couldn't break and be weak right now. He could after they got Charlie back. The real Charlie, not an insane one. Don wanted to punch himself for assuming that Charlie had broken and had a relapse already. It had only been one day, didn't he believe in his brother more than that?