Chapter Two
Matt paced back and forth in the airport terminal. They're plane had just landed, and they were waiting for they're luggage to come on the carousel.
"Matt, seriously if you do not stop, I'll be forced to shoot myself," Frank said, rubbing his temple.
"I can't help it, I mean it's Em, and she's in trouble, and this damn carousel is taking six hours," Matt all but yelled in the terminal.
"Okay seriously, just say you love her and get it over with," Frank said.
"Honestly, I don't I swear, it's been five years, and I'm over it," Matt said.
He had convinced himself about three years ago, that she wasn't coming back. He had tried to not think about her, but it was very hard for him. He had become increasingly hard to work with. His temper grew shorter, and Cheryl had thought about taking him off the neogtiation list, and making him take a sabbtical until he got back to normal.
"Yeah, buddy you ain't fooling no one," Frank said, patting his shoulder and pointing to the luggage that was shooting onto the carousel.
Lia stood there quietly, she knew she was obligated to tell him that Emily was getting married. Then again she had promised Emily she wouldn't tell him. She was just so completely torn as to what to do.
"Lia, are you coming?" Matt asked, as the guys are a good ten feet in front of her.
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Aiden went back into the tiny concrete room that held Emily.
"Hey," he said, seeing her body slumped over.
"Hey, Lehman wake the hell up," he said, nothing, no movement, no speech, nothing what's so ever.
He walked over and shook her body violently, "You cannot die yet."
Emily's eyes opened only slightly. She hadn't had food in almost a full day, and she had lost track of how long she had been in this tiny room.
"Look, here is some food. Just don't die, not yet," Aiden said, throwing a piece of bread and a little baggie of chips at her, along with another bottle of water.
"Aiden," Emily called our hoarsely.
"What in the hell do you want," he said, his eyes burning throw her.
"What do you expect to get out of this?" Emily asked, after taking a couple of small sips from her bottle of water.
"I expect that you and Flannery will learn a damn lesson. You think you can just go telling people lies and that they won't come back after you. Well your wrong, damn wrong," Aiden said, slamming the door on his way out.
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The group arrived to the FBI headquarter's building in D.C. less than twenty minutes later. They walked in, and went into the elevator.
"I'm guessing twentieth floor?" Matt asked.
Frank and Duff shook their shoulders, as Lia just stood there.
"Are you Matthew Flannery?" a voice boomed as soon as the elevator stopped.
"Yes, and this is Frank Rogers and Duff Gonazlez LA HRT, and my secondary Lia Mathers," Matt said shaking the short man's hand.
"I'm Jonah Riley, and I'm the Special Agent in Charge here in D.C.," Jonah said.
"Nice to meet you, do you guys have a profile?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, did you bring your profile from the last time you handled him?" Jonah asked.
"Yes sir," Matt said.
Matt immeditatly noticed that a taller man in the corner of the room, had not taken his eyes off of him since he stepped off the elevator. In fact the man reminded him of Frank a little, same height and everything.
"Okay, so here is our situation Matt," Jonah said, letting Matt take a seat in the smaller conference room.
"We believe that Emily is being held in one of these buildings, here," Jonah said, pointing at two small warehouse's in a large wooded area.
"Okay, but see that doesn't fit this HT, he's narssatistic, he wouldn't care where he held her," Matt said, trying to say something that Emily would say.
"Well we have reason to believe that, do to the proof of life he sent us," Jonah said, laying out three seperate photographs.
Matt glanced from photo to photo, bile growing farther up his throat the more he looked. It looked as if Emily had been beaten. She had bruises and cuts all over her body, her clothes were nearly torn off her body. Matt just wanted to push the photo's away, and go hunt the sick son of a bitch that would do that to her, but he had to play Emily's role here. Emily would anaylaz the photographs to find any single detail that would show them where they were.
"Okay, but is that the only Wharehouse out in the woods?" Matt asked.
"In the D.C. area, yes," Jonah said.
"But what if they're not exactly in the D.C. area?" Matt asked.
"Well, we have reason to believe that they are," Jonah said.
Matt shook his head, he knew it was going to be a long night, and/or nights. Jonah left the files on the table for Matt and his team to go over. Then he left the room. Matt was at a lost for words. He couldn't figure out, why Aiden would go all the way to D.C. to take Emily hostage, when he was in prison in L.A.
"Matt what do you think?" Lia asked, knowing she wasn't helping the situation.
"Here's what I think, I think I need some coffee, and a bottle of pain relievers. I think it's gonna be one hell of a long night, and according to my count, we only have about three hours till he calls back," Matt said, laying his head lightly down on the table in front of him.
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Two and a Half Hours Later
"Matt, you've been staring at that file for over two hours, would you like to share what's so interesting?" Lia asked, popping two of the pain pills in her mouth.
They had all had headaches within the last two hours.
"Well this file, it doesn't make sense. It only talks about Emily and I's talk down. It doesn't say why he was in D.C., I mean he wasn't even supposed to leave L.A. He was on parole, all it says is that he is currently wanted for parole viaolation. I mean you'd think that headquarters would have let us know that, I don't know before he had a chance to grab Em," Matt said, nervously running hands threw his hair.
"Matt you've gotta get ready, he'll be calling in less than fifteen minutes," Lia said.
"I know, I just, I was I could make sense of all of this," Matt said, before getting up to walk into the main room.
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"Emily, I've got a surprise for you," Aiden said, bringing a phone into the room that she was in.
"What could you have that I would want," Emily said, becoming increasingly angry.
"Oh, trust me, you're gonna wanna sit in on this one," Aiden said, as he dialed the number for FBI headquarters.
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"Riley," the voice anwsered.
"Oh, hello Agent Riley, did you get the person I asked for," Aiden said, not wanting to give away his surprise.
"Yes, just one second," Jonah said, putting his hand over his headset.
"Flannery, it's all you now," Jonah said.
"Aiden, long time no talk," Matt said, not knowing Emily could hear him.
Emily's eyes grew wide, at the sound of his voice.
"Well hello Matthew, it has been a while," Aiden said, sounding extra sweet.
"Before we continue, I want a new proof of life. I want to speak with Agent Lehman," Matt said, refusing to back down.
"Fine, she's sitting right here. Go ahead Emily, say something," Aiden said.
Emily sat frozen on the ground, no words would come from her mouth.
"Emily, I said say something to the gentleman. I mean he did fly all the way here, the least you could do is actknowledge that you hear him," Aiden said.
Matt immediatly knew that Aiden was toying with them.
"Ma-Mat----Matt," Emily called out.
"There see, she spoke, now on to my demands," Aiden said.
"Well, you are a pro at this by now Aiden. What can we get you, so that you will let Agent Lehman go," Matt said.
"First off, stop calling her Agent Lehman, call her Emily, she likes that better," Aiden said.
"Fine, Emily it is," Matt said, saying the words hit him in the chest hard, and his breathing deepened only slightly.
"I want immunity," Aiden said.
"Okay, so you get out prison, break your parole, to come to D.C. to take Emily hostage, so you can get immunity?" Matt asked, trying hard to understand his insane demands.
"YES! THAT IS WHAT I WANT. I SWEAR TO GOD MATTHEW I WILL KILL HER," Aiden said, grabbing Emily up from the floor, and holding a kinfe to her throat, causing her to scream out in terror.
"Okay, okay, Aiden whatever your doing to Em, stop okay, I will talk to my higher ups, see what I can do," Matt said, trying to calm him.
A tear trickled down Emily's cheek. 'Did he still care' she thought to herself.
"Fine, I'm calling back in an hour, and I want a damn answer," Aiden said, hanging up the phone.
Aiden threw Emily back to the ground, and heard a slight whimper come from her mouth.
"Shut the hell up. At least you know that good for nothing neogtiator still loves you," Aiden said, walking out of the room, slamming the door behind him.