"Donnie, I swear, I was only gone 20 minutes! She made me go!" Sam yelled at her brother who had cops and CSIs sweeping through Kate's apartment.

"And what'd I tell you Sam? Huh? She was not to be left alone!" Don responded. Sam sighed and dropped her head to her lap, tears forming in her eyes. Don realized it wasn't really her fault, and he was sure she felt bad enough as it was. "Look, I promised her nothing would happen to her, and I don't wanna let her down. Understand?"

"Yeah, of course."

Don nodded, and gave his sister a reassuring pat on the back. Stella appeared next to him. "You two OK?" she asked. The Flacks nodded, and Don asked what she had. "She was dragged out, probably drugged."

"She was 5'5", it wouldn't be hard," Sam said. Stella agreed.

"Do we have anything that can help me catch this guy?" Don asked. Stella hesitated. He sighed and turned around to where a glass was sitting. He picked it up and threw it against the wall, having it shatter in many different pieces. "Dammit!" he yelled, getting frustrated. Stella understood his frustration, and she took him out into the hall to talk to him in private.

"We'll find her, Don," she said.

"I have to find her, Stell. I can't let her down. I promised I'd protect her, that nothing would happen, and I haven't broken a promise to her yet. I'm not gonna start with this one."

Stella nodded, and gave her friend a pat on the arm. She started to talk when Don's phone rang. "Don't worry," she said, "We're the best. We'll get her back." Looking at his phone, Don lost all color in his face. "What is it?" Stella asked.

Don said simply, "It's from Kate," and handed Stella the phone. It was a text message that read simply, HELP ME.

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"OK, her phone is still on," Adam said, "And we can pin point her location, granted she has it on her still."

"We just have to hope she does," Lindsay said, worried sick about her sister. "Do what you can, Adam."

Adam nodded, and Lindsay waited for the result. She rocked on her heels a little, obviously nervous, and Adam looked to her and offered a small smile of comfort. She smiled back, thankful for a friend like Adam, and looked at the monitor. "Is that it?" she asked.

"Yep. Kate, well, her cell, is at..." Adam paused, confused by the result. "What is it?" Lindsay asked. He looked to her.

"Her cell's at the police station."

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Flack and Danny ran through the police station, calling Kate's cell every 30 seconds hoping to hear it ring.

"Hi, it's Kate. I'm not here right now, so please leave a message and I'll get back to you…"

"Dammit, come on, where are you," Flack muttered to himself. Not hearing it near reception, and no one at reception knowing anything about a cell being dropped off, Flack went near the interrogation rooms.

Danny was walking through the desks in the main room, and was about to leave when he heard a phone ring that sounded similar to Kate's. He followed the sound, and found that it was near Don's desk. Not only was it near the desk, it was in it. He called Flack quickly, who thankfully picked up. "Flack, I found it. It's in your desk."

Flack came running out to where Danny was, and threw open the drawer he said it was in. Inside was Kate's white phone, and a note near it. Danny put on a glove he had in his pocket, and carefully placed the phone in a bag to be analyzed. He then took out the note, and slowly opened it with a pen. It was an address to a warehouse facility written in Kate's handwriting. Along with the address came a note, SAVE ME.

Don was out of the building by the time Danny put the note in a bag.

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Thankfully, Angell had seen Don fly out of the building. She had heard what happened to Kate, and she followed him to his car.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"We got an address. I'm going to track it down."

"Not alone. Let's get a team…"

"No time, Jess. Kate needs me," Don said, getting in the driver's seat of a cop car. Jess got in the passenger seat. "I'm coming with you. Go." Don nodded, and off he went, not seeing Jess sending a text message to Danny telling him where they were going and to have backup follow.

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Kate sat against the wall, her hands handcuffed behind her back. She had been forced to kneel against the wall, which hurt her ankle more than anything. He knew that though. Of course he did. Kate let out a deep breath, trying not to cry because it only made things worse. She had cried when the chloroform wore off, and he just beat her harder for it. Her ribs hurt, her ankle hurt, she had bruises and cuts all over her face, arms, and legs, and her clothes were ripped. He didn't rape her. He told her he wouldn't. He just wanted the allusion to be there.

She thought he wouldn't see her phone. He had been watching through the window and saw her play with Sam's phone that Kate had then put on the side table. She hoped he figured that was her phone, and that she didn't have the extra one on her. When she woke up and found herself in the cell she was in, she took the phone out and texted a message to Don, knowing they could track the phone if they knew she had it. He came in just as it sent, though, and took the phone away. She didn't know where he put it, but she no longer had it. He came back in two minutes later and forced her to write down an address and the words "Save Me." She didn't know why, she just did it. He thanked her with a backhand across the face.

She tried thinking positively. Don was gonna come in any moment and save her. Or maybe Lindsay would come. Or Angell, or Mac, or Stella. Hell, maybe Danny would come. That thought made her laugh slightly. Danny coming to save her? No way in hell that would happen. But the others were a possibility.

She heard the slamming of a door, and looked up to see him walk back in. "Show time precious." He said, before coming over and blindfolding her. Her whimpers were all that she could manage.

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Flack and Angell got out of the car, and instantly went to the back to retrieve their bullet proof vests. Flack sighed when he saw another car that held Mac, Stella and Danny in it drive up, as well as a few more cop cars, and a last car that held Hawkes and Lindsay. He looked to Angell and she didn't back down under his gaze. "You needed this," she said. He nodded, realizing she was right. He couldn't save Kate if he was dead.

Everyone got out of the car, and Mac started to tell Don that maybe he and Lindsay should stay behind, but after seeing the determined look on Flack's face, Mac changed his mind. They got everyone together, and surrounded the building.

Once inside the warehouse, there were various calls of "NYPD" being shouted, but no one saw anything. There were lots of corners in this warehouse – someone took the time to set up boxes and stuff that had to be looked around. There was a second story, too, and Flack was gonna make sure he covered every inch of it.

All of a sudden there was a cry for Flack. He ran to where a young officer named Kentwood was standing, and looked at what was behind the grate. Flack gasped, and suddenly felt sick to his stomach. Smeared along a small section of the wall was a message written in what Flack assumed to be blood.

TOO LATE.