Tim is in the trace lab not being able to concentrate on what he's doing. He's fantasizing on what it would be like if he and Jen got together.
"Hey! Tim," Jen calls for the fourth time since she walked in. She was about ready to punch him just for not paying any attention.
Just as Tim was going to say something, BOOM! Both of them were thrown from the lab. Both were disoriented for a moment. When they looked up, the overhead sprinklers were on and where they were standing seconds before was now up in smoke. People started scrambling to get out of the building. Before anyone knew it, bombs were systematically going off in other parts of the building.
"Where's the elevator," coughed Jen as Speed led her down the smoke filled hall.
"This way."
BOOM! went a bomb three feet behind them. Speed fell on top of Jen and the world around them went dark.
Tim snaps out of his day dream and gets back to work. Why was he daydreaming that? He put his headphones on and starts running samples. He felt his cell vibrate in his pocket and took it out. He looked at the screen and it was a text from Jen. Tim flips open his cell and opens the text.
TEXT: Help! Been kiddnapped. Don't know location. It's Mr. McGee!
Tim runs over to the A/V lab and goes to trace Jen's cell. "Run Jen's cell Cooper!"
"Why?"
"Just do it," Tim commanded.
"Fine," Cooper said not wanting to see Tim pissed off.
A few minutes later Jen's cell location came up. It was in the warehouse district. Speed ran out of the lab toward the elevator, nearly running into Horatio along the way who in turn seemed to be in a bit of a hurry.
"Where are you headed off to," Horatio questioned Speed as they both got on.
"Jen's been kidnapped. I know where she is," Speed told him. H nods and calls for SWAT after Tim gave him the location of Jen.
AT THE WAREHOUSE
"Got her phone tapped, sir," stated a SWAT negotiator to Horatio.
"Call it. Now!" H commanded.
Screams could be heard inside. The negotiator sent in a message. Nobody was sure that the message would be received in time. Everyone was wondering if they would have to barge inside with guns drawn.
"Got him on the phone sir!" the SWAT negotiator said. The screaming continued.
"He isn't going to make a deal."
"Give me that phone!" H said. "This is Horatio Caine from MDPD crime lab. Come out with your hands up and the hostage and nobody gets hurt."
"Oh really and what are you going to do about it if I don't," Richard questioned slyly as he rubbed his finger across his victims face. She started whimpering.
"Put her on the phone now!" H said before adding, "You'll see if you don't."
Richard debated this idea for a moment and decided out of the goodness of his hardened heart to let them talk. "You try to tell him anything funny girlie, and I will make you wish you were never born." His face was in such a rotten sneer, that Jen almost didn't take the phone out of petrifying fear.
"H-hello," she managed to stutter when she took the phone.
"Are you alright," questioned Horatio.
"Uh huh." All she could do other than answer simple yes or no questions was stare at the guy she once thought to be a nice and an all around cool and relatable teacher. This just wasn't right. It wasn't right at all.
"We are all outside, ok? We need you to try and convince him to try and bring you out here."
"I can't," she whispered back. Her throat felt like it was closing up. What did he ever want from her and Christi?
"I'm going to send in SWAT if I can't get him to let you go, ok?"
Richard swiped the phone away from Jen causing her to jump and gasp at the same time. "You aren't getting her back. She's MY niece. I should be taking care of her. Not you. If you try to come in and take her, I'll shoot her. Do you understand?"
"I understand that, but you don't want to harm her," Horatio stated matter – of – factly while motioning for SWAT to surround the building and enter.
"And why not?"
"You could go to jail for a longer time than what you already have. I don't think you want to do that."
Richard saw SWAT enter right then. He turned around towards Jen and pulled the trigger…
