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A/N: Here's the next chappie!! Thanks to all who reviewed. As always, please R&R. My muse loves the attention. :D I also do not own Taylor, Maddy or any characters from Without A Trace. Again, many thanks to Aphina and Axellia for betaing for me!

Chapter 46.

Fifty-Six Hours Missing

When Cory awoke the next time, her head was still spinning. Carefully, she moved her head around, accessing the room she was in. It was windowless, with a single bulb handing down in the center, above the wooden chair she was tied to. Cautiously, she tested the ropes, trying to break free of them. Finally, she gave up, when she felt blood trickling down her arms.

As she took in more of a breath, she called out, "Armando!" Her dead friend appeared almost instantly, and Cory looked at him. "Can you help me out here?"

Sadly, Armando shook his head. "I can't interfere. Things are not to the point where humans can no longer affect the outcome. Until that time is reached, my hands are tied."

Cory sighed, not surprised. "So why can I talk to ghosts now."

Armando smiled, knowing that she was trying to overcome the effects of the drug. "Honestly? I think it was so that you could talk to your aunt. That was the most important reason. Not that I don't think that your gift won't come into play again, but you're not like Taylor. It's not your job to cross them over by solving their murders."

Cory breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks for that," she breathed as she heard the door opening again.

Armando disappeared as Montoya entered the room again. Cory glared at him, defiance showing in her body language.

"Let me the hell go, Montoya. You're only making things worse for yourself," she spat.

Montoya just began to laugh. "Oh, I'm so scared. Your government hasn't been able to touch me for the last thirty years; what makes you think that they'll be able to do anything now?"

"Fuck you."

"That's your mother's job," he replied with a smirk.

Cory's eyes opened wide. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Montoya pretended to be shocked. "Oh, what. She didn't tell you?" At Cory's lack of response he continued. "I love your mother. She is the missing piece of my heart and you are responsible for breaking it."

Cory looked at him, in shock and confused. "How?"

Montoya glared at her. "Because when she found out she was pregnant with you, she left me," he said with venom in his voice. "Now, I'll finally have her. You see, I'm going to trade you for her. Once she is with me in Paris, I'll tell her where to find you. Unfortunately by the time that happens, you'll be dead."

Cory stared at him, hatred burning in her. "She'll never do that. She'll never agree to meet you."

"She did once before. Unfortunately, the FBI found you before the meeting," he said while walking over to her.

Cory tried to work out what he was saying and work through the memories that were resurfacing. Memories of him standing over her, offering her candy. As the needle entered her arm, she gasped. "You kidnapped me. When I was a child."

Montoya just laughed as he emptied the syringe into her vein. "I have to go now. I have a call to make," he said, strolling out of the room.

Danny was sitting in the break room, staring into a cup of coffee, when Alexis walked in. "Danny? May I talk to you?"

Danny glanced up into her tired face. "Yeah."

Alexis sat down, opposite of him and looked him in the eyes. "I'm sorry. I never should have lashed out at you. You were only trying to help, but I didn't want my mistake to affect her life."

Danny nodded. "I understand, but with the information that you just gave us, we could be having more success in finding her earlier."

Alexis acknowledged the jab with a nod. "I was in denial."

"Is there anything that you can tell us about the initial kidnapping that could help us find her? Do you know where she was kept the first time?"

Alexis closed her eyes, bringing the horrific memories back. "I'm not sure where he kept her the first time. The FBI found her at a diner; something which was a jab at me." At Danny's confused look, she continued, "We met in a diner in Dallas. But the diner that she was found in was closed down a couple of years before he put her there."

Danny sensed that this might be a clue. "Where was it?"

Alexis shook her head in frustration. "I don't know!"

Danny sighed in defeat. "And the records of where she was found were destroyed," he said in disgust as he stood from the table and walked out of the room.

Alexis just stared at her hands, feeling guilty. Wearily, she reached for her cell phone when it began to ring. "Hello?"

"Hola, mi querida. I've missed you."

Alexis felt her heart jump into her throat. "Alejandro. Where is Cory?"

Montoya laughed. Mi querida. Don't expect me to fall for that a second time. I'll only tell you where your daughter is after we are together again."

Alexis looked around in panic and he continued, "You should be receiving a delivery in the next couple of minutes. Inside the package is a plane ticket to Paris. The flight leaves in two hours. Once you safely land, I'll call you with more instructions. If you don't show, she dies."

Alexis began to shake as he disconnected the call. She was still shaking when Mac and Jack walked into the room. "Alexis?" Mac asked. "You just got a delivery."

Alexis nodded. "Alejandro just called. It's a plane ticket to Paris. If I'm not on that flight, he'll kill Cory."

Mac's eyes widened in shock. "What?"

Alexis drew a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "He won't tell me where she is until I'm in Paris."

Jack looked at her. "Mrs. Reid. You know that he's going to kill her anyway, right? Getting on that plane won't change anything."

Alexis looked at him, fury on her face. "I know that, but if I go, it gives you more of a chance to find her." She took the package from Mac. "Don't try to stop me. I'm going. Tell Cory that I love her and to be happy," she said as she walked out of the lab with purpose.

Danny was pacing around the lab, trying to analyze the evidence in his mind. He was so lost in thought that he ran into Taylor. Startled, he looked up in apology. "I'm sorry, Taylor. Trying to work something out in my head."

Taylor looked at him, sympathy in her eyes. "Want to talk about it?"

Danny nodded. "Yeah. I think I do. Alexis said that the FBI found Cory in a diner, but she couldn't remember where it was. I think that it might be where he's keeping her now. She mentioned that it had been closed for several years before the kidnapping."

Taylor bit her lip, her mind whirling. "Why don't I do some research? Maybe I can find something from the papers. I mean, the FBI might be able to destroy their files, but they can't destroy the papers."

Danny smiled as he felt a glimmer of hope rise in his chest and turned to follow her jog to the AV lab.

Cory looked around the room, the purple bunny was back. Grimacing, she tried to figure out how long she had been held captive, but with so many periods of blankness, she had no idea. The Scopolamine was taking a stronger hold when Montoya walked back in the room.

"You don't know your mother as well as you think, little girl. She's following my instructions to the letter. In ten hours, I'll have my heart back and unfortunately, you'll be dead." Montoya leaned over her again, showing her another syringe. "Say hello to your father for me," he said as he injected the drug into her.

After he was done, he looked at the man standing guard. "I'll call you when I get to Paris. When I do, kill her. If she begins to awake, give her another injection."

The man nodded at his instructions. "Of course, sir. Have a nice flight," he said with a nod as he turned to watch Cory, who was trying to fight off the drugs, but was losing the battle.

AN: Yes, I know that I am completely evil, but admit it, y'all like the story! 5 review rule!

Maddy Bellows - I'm glad that I have you on the edge of your seat! A lot of these chapters seem to end on cliffies, but that's the nature of the story! Thanks...I have to thank Aphina and Axellia for the back story since I kept bouncing ideas off of them until it came together. Did the 'rent complain about the cold?? I swear...it's supposed to be in then 30's on Friday and then back to the 70's by Sunday! I love and hate Texas weather sometimes. Now it's time for me to crawl back under both my comforters (I'm freezing!).

Aphina - Tay is part of the reason that she if found! I'm so glad that C let me borrow her. :D Of course it's well thought out...It's called hours and hours of IM's with both of you to get it right:D New eppie tomorrow!!

CSI Junkie - Update on Taylor Taylor...Axellia has said that she is going to work it into What the Eyes Can't See, someway, somehow! I do love Evil Montoya...he really takes off in this chapter...but if you can believe it, I have an even eviller (is that a word??) villian in mind for the sequel to this (yes, I did finally decided to spin this into a trilogy and in the chapters I'm writing right now are setting up the sequel a bit).

Axellia - Is that the way the rabbits are telling me hi? (:p) I think that it was way past time for her to come clean. Although I do understand why she kept it from Cory. I'm sorry that you keep getting ideas!! I saw the update and got the chappies back! I think I sent you some more, but I'm not sure. I wrote some more over the weekend, but I honestly think that my muse is trying to kill me!!