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Chloe Sullivan was at one of the many computers at the Isis foundation. For some reason, updating information was comforting and tended to take stress off her mind. She logged off and was about to completely shut down when her cell phone rang. "Chloe Sullivan," she answered.

"Hey, Chloe," Oliver's voice came out the other side, "I don't have much time. Can you trace a cell phone without it being on?"

"No, but there are ways of turning the cell phone on remotely. Cell phone companies use it when the police are trying to track someone. Why do you ask?"

"I need you to track a cell phone from one of the computers at Isis."

"Shouldn't I do this at the League's computer?"

"Right now, I've got the FBI in the apartment."

"Whoa, wait. What's going on?"

"Bart's been kidnapped. I've a little less than ten hours. I can't get out without raising suspicion."

"All right." She logged back in and started using a code to find Bart's cell phone. "No good, the activation code isn't working on the phone. Someone either pulled out the battery or completely destroyed the phone."

"Damn. Dinah mentioned something about several kidnappings that were like this one. The kidnappers had always been able to get away even with the FBI help. Can you find out all the information on those cases?"

"Give me a half hour and I'll bring over notes."

"Thank you, Chloe."

-- --

The kidnappers moved right after the message and drove for about thirty minutes. Bart hated lying on the floor of the van, but the kidnappers kicked him whenever he got into a sitting position.

The driver got out of the van first. He checked the surrounding area before going around to the back. The other person had Bart's upper half in their arms. The driver came and grabbed his feet. They carried him into a small cabin in the middle of a forest. A section of the wall was pulled back, revealing a room with a bed. The bed was outfitted with chains at one end. The tape was cut on his legs but was replaced by the chain.

"Now, I'm going to remove the tape. Don't scream, I don't want to replace it," the second person said. He ripped the tape off his mouth only

"Great, now who do I get to take off the blindfold?" The person slapped him. "Hey!"

"In four hours, I'm coming back in. You need anything while you're here, say something." Bart waited until the person walked out. He tried to stretch the tape to get his hands apart, but the position of the wrists didn't allow for it.

"Great. Just great. I'm the person in distress again." He dropped back on the bed. He didn't realize how tired he was until he fell asleep.

-- --

Oliver walked back into the living room where the FBI had set up. Three people were going over computers, going through their own data and talking to AC, who had a basic idea of the people that Oliver was around. Victor was talking to another agent, who was going over everything Bart had done in the last month. Naturally, you couldn't tell the FBI Bart, as Impulse, had been helping the five of them take down Lex Luthor and now were helping the world, so it was what Bart Allen had done in the last month.

Oliver was on the edges, playing the role of worried guardian. He had his head in his hands. The agents thought he had been silently crying for the last ten minutes. Really, he was formulating a plan that could take on changes when Chloe brought over information.

He got up and maneuvered around the agents and went over to the elevator. No one within the group paid attention as the elevator came up. Chloe stepped off with Dinah, who had gone out for coffee. She handed a cup to Oliver and then went into the room. "Let's go into Dinah's room. None of the agents are in there," Oliver said, leading Chloe into the room.

Chloe had a few pieces of paper inside a manila folder. She handed the first one while she started, "The first kidnapping was six months ago. James Junley was walking home from a party when he was taken. He said that two people threw him into the back of a van. One person wrestled with him while the other one drove. Held him for twelve hours, then they set up the exchange at a dock. James couldn't swim, so FBI had to go and fish him out of the water."

"It wasn't planned as well. They could have killed him."

"They got better after that. All victims after were knocked out and kept for twelve hours. No physical harm, no major emotional trauma."

"Why aren't they caught?"

"For several of the last exchanges, the kidnappers would release a compound through the area. Agents estimate its coverage area to be about 25 feet. Knocks out anyone in the area not wearing a mask. The agents also claim that they can't catch the kidnappers due to the gas also acting like a fog. Can't shoot what you can't see."

"Who were the agents on the cases?"

"The same four people were on each case. Gane, Ion, Renning, and Vestley. They're described as the best team in the FBI."

Oliver was processing the information. "At each of the kidnappings, was there only two people handling the kidnapping?"

Chloe flipped through the sheets. "Yeah. That seems kind of weird. Why would you only have two people holding onto a person? Wouldn't you want more?"

"That's because they don't need more. The agents are in on the kidnappings. They told me that they had an anonymous phone tip about Bart's kidnapping."

"It makes sense. They could get into the middle of the situation without anyone questioning their presence. They'd handle all the paperwork and the parents wouldn't be any wiser that they were taken. They would just be happy to get their kids back."

Oliver went out into the living room. AC was over by the TV, looking for something to take his mind off of the situation. Victor was just getting done with the agent. He motioned for both to come with him into the room.

"What's the plan?"

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They have me.

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