A/N: Sorry for the delay in chapters--life got in the way for a bit. Hope ya'll like the chapter, I'm not 100 in love with it, but I want to get something out there for ya'll to read. On a personal request--say prayers for me starting tomorrow. I'm going out of town and am nervous about the whole thing. Anyways, ya'll enjoy! Until next time--ya'll are the best--PCGirl.

It was John's name being called that jolted him awake. Looking up from the small couch in his office that he'd been sleeping on he saw Bo standing there in the doorway, "Hey boss—sorry, just dozed off for a moment. What time is it?" he asked as he rubbed his face to try and wake up.

"8:30—you know we have beds in the locker room to sleep on," spoke Bo as he watched John stretch his legs before standing up.

"I know—I just wasn't planning on sleeping long—figure I got about five so I'm good."

"You need more than that if you are going to keep going—running yourself ragged "

John just nodded—he wouldn't go into detail with Bo about how him and Jared Banks had helped close up Rodi's last night—the conversation had started out with them each arguing the other was to blame for Natalie's disappearance, but after a long period of silence they'd both decided neither was worthy enough for her, but it wouldn't stop them for finding her and fighting for her safety at all cost.

"What's on the agenda today?" asked Bo before telling him about the tape on the doorstep that Nigel found this morning. The one that he had watched a few times already that showed Natalie being held again at gun point as she listed off the demands of her captors.

"I want to go over the list of employees at this BE location and compare it to the ones we already interviewed the first day. One of them is connected to this—it's the only explanation, Bo."

Bo nodded, "I'll get you a list—first you need to see something."

"This list is going to take forever," said Talia as she sat with John and Antonio in the conference room so they could spread everything out.

"Well, we can probably eliminate females."

"That doesn't help much. Asa didn't believe in equal employment when it came to men and women, did he?" she asked as Antonio let out a laugh.

John stopped looking at the list at the comment and remembered something from the dream he'd had weeks ago,

I just wish her dad would be hiring some better people lately—there's one I definitely don't trust and wouldn't allow him to walk within a mile of BE.

"Only look at men hired after Asa's death."

"Where'd that come from?" asked Talia as a glance went between her and Antonio.

"It's just a hunch," he said as he went through his part of the list and stopped on a name. "Ok—James Lansing—did we interview him the day she went missing?"

"I don't remember that name," spoke Antonio.

"Me either."

"Let's go pay him a visit, then," said John who froze at seeing Bo standing in the doorway.

"Good thought, but apparently he hasn't been to work since Natalie's disappearance."

"And nobody realized this until now?"

"You can't blame Clint for being focused on bigger things than international acquisitions."

John wiped his face in frustration and thought about the next possible step. "Ok—so what are his credentials? He's worked at multiple corporations since graduating from Wharton School of Business—."

"Wait—what school?" interrupted Talia as she started searching through notes.

"Wharton."

"That's where Ramsey graduated," she said as she brought her notes to John and they realized the two men had graduated together.

"Well, there's our proof that there was someone on the inside. Now where did they take Natalie?" he asked as he looked to see Antonio studying something on the computer. "What do you have?"

"Lansing bought a hunting cabin about an hour and a half drive north of here—five months ago. Now why would you purchase a cabin in this area months before you were hired on at BE?"

John looked over at Bo, "I think that's a good question—we should ask Mr. Lansing that, right Bo?"

"Right," he said as the group started going for the door—stopped by Jared Banks standing there.

"What's going on? Did you find Natalie?"

"Not now, Banks," said John as he attempted to shove past him. When it didn't work he let out a sigh, "Fine—follow us, but stay out of the way until it's clear."

It was the sound of a car that startled Natalie out of the light sleep she'd been in—it was late afternoon and this was when she allowed herself to relax into sleep—when she didn't have to worry about Ramsey showing up with food or putting a gun in her face and making her do another damn tape.

She couldn't hear the car anymore and wondered if she'd been dreaming—but then came the muffled voices. Was this it? Had Ramsey hired someone to dispose of her so she disappeared just like he was doing with Marty?

She looked around—wondering if there was some way she could leave a note to John, just in case he ever found this place he'd known she'd been here and not to give up on her and their child.

But then she heard someone at the door and knew it was too late. She braced herself into the corner of her small room as the door was kicked in. The dust that was kicked up caused her to cough while the sun shining into the room for the first time in a month caused her to shield her eyes.

As her eyes focused she saw him standing there—her white knight once again, "John," she coughed out.

"Natalie," he said as he took the few steps to where she was and took her in his arms, instinctually kissing the top of her head.

"Clear!" shouted Antonio from outside and then came in the building also.

"He's not here," she said as she wiped away the beginning tears away. "He's staying at a hotel nearby—not sure how far away, but he comes here every evening to bring me food."

"I'll take a couple officers to help do a search," he offered, allowing the other two to have some privacy.

Natalie stood to the side quietly as the Crime Scene Unit did their job—John had talked to her about what had happened while she was here, but she hadn't told him everything.

She wasn't sure how to bring up the part about Marty being alive, in this room when she'd arrived.

Or that her bed was set up right where John was standing with Bo now. Maybe some lose hairs were on the floor and CSU would find them and do a DNA test. When the tests came back she could act stunned, but as her hand went to her stomach she realized she couldn't do that.

As much as she disliked the woman she had a child back in Llanview—a child that believed he was an orphan, and she knew no child should be without at least one parent.

When it all came down to it would her child have one or both parents?

Natalie knew what she needed to do, but she almost wished she could wait just one night. Just let herself sleep in her regular bed one night before she allowed her life to get turned around once again. She jumped at feeling a hand beside her, relaxing some when she realized it was just Jared.

"You feeling ok? Do we need to take you to the doctor for tests?" he asked, worried about the tiredness in her eyes.

Natalie shook her head politely, "No, I'm fine. He didn't drug me--I don't know why, but he didn't. I just really want to go home and sleep in my own bed tonight. Take me home, Jared."

A smirk appeared on her face, "That I can do." he said as he put an arm around Natalie and led her to his car.

The first part of the drive was silent except for the radio, though neither were really listening or caring about the music just now. Finally Jared made the decision to speak up first, "You know--he still loves you."

Natalie's head shot to look at him, at first she thought to just ignore his statement, but she was curious as to how he came to that conclusion so she figured she'd dig for a minute, "What makes you think that?"

"When we realized you were missing--he was seriously worried. If anything had happened to you, Sparky--."

She interrupted him quickly, "Stop right there, Jared. First--do not call me Sparky, I'm just not up for it tonight. Second, you have to know one thing about John--it's his gift in life to be the white knight, saving the damsels from the evil dragon. I am nothing but a damsel--got it?"

"Ok, so maybe he has a white knight complex, but--"

"Correction--he does," sighed Natalie as she stared out the window, resting her eyes and soon falling asleep while Jared finished the drive back to Llanview in silence.