Hey everyone! Sorry that it has taken me a while to post. Life and all that good stuff. I'm getting anxious to finish this story I have plans for a few other Jason/Maxie stories, but I need to finish a few before a get started on anything new. This chapter is kind of transitional but hopefully you'll like it just the same!

The first call Jason made was to the police. He had a picture of Maxie ready and waiting when they arrive at the villa. Explaining all that he could the cops took the picture but told Jason they couldn't legally report her as a missing person until she had been missing a full 48 hours.

After calming himself for about an hour, Jason made the phone call he had been dreading most, he called Mac. Mac immediately started yelling into the phone blaming Jason and his lifestyle for Maxie's disappearance. Carly had gone missing from Jason and Courtney's wedding, it logically made sense for Mac to blame him.

Although Jason couldn't figure out a reason for why one of his enemies would be in the Bahamas, Jason played every possible scenario out in his head, over and over. He had only been in the store a total of 15 minutes, 5 minute drive each way to the store. 25 minutes, that how long it took. Jason hadn't noticed anyone in particular watching them. The only potential threat Jason could think of would be from Miami, and yes it was only a 45 minute plane ride, but there had been peace with that organization since Sonny had taken over the Zacchara territory.

Jason just had to wait for Mac. Mac was on his way. And although a fight would soon ensue, Jason would rather have that, then the current silence that filled the villa. He needed something, someone else to be on his side at the moment.

Someone who believed that Jason wanted his wife back, at any cost.

The police finished their assessment of the villa; fingerprinting most of the morning. Jason made the third difficult phone call to Spinelli shortly after. Spinelli took Sonny's plane and flew down meeting Mac at the airport before they joined Jason at the villa. Mac looked angry. He looked as if he was ready to punch Jason, and at this rate Jason wouldn't have blamed him. Less than a week ago, Jason promised to love, honor and protect Maxie, and he wasn't off to a good start.

But the second Jason lifted his head to meet their gaze Mac could see the desperation in the younger man's eyes. Spinelli eagerly set off on his own exploratory mission to find his beloved friend.

"I don't understand how this could happen?" Mac asked for the millionth time.

"Mac, I know that you blame me—but I really can't deal with that right now—" Jason said his usual confident voice missing. "I swear this has nothing to do with my business."

"I am both fearfully and glad to announce that I believe Stonecold is correct. There is no documented proof that any of the Miami mob have ties to this island or have anything to do with fair Maximista's disappearance." Spinelli commented looking at the computer screen. "I am also saddened to report that in the last 10 years; this island has had an increase of abductions, mostly teenage girls with fair skin and blonde hair."

"What else Spinelli?" Mac asked needing more details.

"It appears they—they—"

"Just spit it out already!" Mac yelled.

"They seem to be sold." Spinelli said whispering the last word.

Maxie didn't know exactly where she was. She remembered a car pulling up on the gravel drive, she thought it was Jason—it wasn't.

She had still yet to see who actually took her. When she heard the footsteps in the bedroom she called out to Jason but she was only answered by a dark colored bag pulled over her head. Having no food left in her stomach she didn't have much energy to fight off the two people who grabbed her.

Her hands were quickly zip tied behind her back and she could only assume she was inside the trunk of a car. Doing everything she learned from an Oprah episode she attempted to gage the direction of travel and count how long she had been moving.

The whole while fearing that one of Jason's enemies had found them. And what Jason would do once he realized she was missing. She wasn't afraid of whether Jason would find her or not; that wasn't even a question in her mind. Jason never failed when it came to the people he cared about.

It was more a question of what they would do to her until then. She attempted to pull the shirt down further to cover her bare legs. She heard the trunk open and then she was picked up this time by only one man. Deciding it was best to pretend she was unconscious was waiting until she was set on the ground and the bag was yanked from her head.

The Spanish the men were speaking was something that Maxie wasn't able to understand; she had barely mastered English. Not caring about her that much they quickly turned her over cutting the zip tie from her wrists.

"We know you're awake." One of the men finally said; his English almost perfect

"Well I wasn't exactly in favor of this little field trop." Maxie smiled sitting up. "Who do you work for? The Zacchara's someone in Miami?"

"What are you talking about little girl?"

"You do know who I am don't you?" She asked standing finally. She wasn't going to let these men see her scared. "You seriously didn't do your homework before you abducted me?"

"I don't care who you are."

"Then what do you want from me?"

"You're money in the bank." He said finally leaving her alone.

Mac had just gone into the guest bedroom to lie down. After the police took their statements and Spinelli told them what he had discovered by searching "Google". Mac and Jason shared their equal amounts of fear and anger both gone to separate ends of the house.

Spinelli was still typing away at his computer while Jason went out to the bay to sit in a chair and watch the ocean. Not two days ago he was making love to Maxie in this very spot; and it seemed likely that someone was trying to sell her for her miraculous blonde hair and blue eyes. Apparently a rarity in the Bahamas; except when it came to tourists.

Jason heard a car pull up in the drive; after noticing it wasn't a police car he saw a tall man with white hair step out of the vehicle; followed by a blonde woman.

Mac was the first one to greet them; except instead of a handshake it was a punch to the man's face. Jason ran down the front entrance where the man was just starting to get to his feet.

"I guess I should have been expecting that." The man said running a hand over his sore jaw.

Jason finally caught a glimpse of the woman identifying her as Felicia, Maxie's mother which could only mean the man was Frisco; her estranged father. Felicia said that she had been working with him around the time of Georgie's death.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Mac asked, his body heaving with the effort he used in the punch; his blood was boiling.

"Mac let's just go inside and talk?" Felicia suggested trying to calm her ex husband.

"I want an answer now!"

Spinelli just hung in the shadows holding his computer tightly to his chest.

"Mac!" Jason finally said speaking up. "Let's just go inside. If they know something that can help get Maxie back, then just shut up and let them help." Jason said warily.

The group ventured inside to the living room, and sat pensively waiting for someone to start.

"We believe that it's the Medellin Cartel that has Maxie." Felicia finally said. "Ever since the cofounder Carlos Lehder went to prison, his workers have been looking for new places of revenue."

"We've been on this case for the last six months. We've gone in and retrieved four girls." Frisco supplied.

"Out of how many missing?" Spinelli asked.

"That we know of—fifteen." Frisco said, his voice was void of emotion. "We have an agent undercover and were hoping to find Maxie's location within the next few days."

"Days!" Jason said shocked. "I'm sorry but if you guys don't do something soon, I'll find her myself."

"Mr. Morgan you have no idea what you're against."

"And no offense Mr. Jones but since when do you give a crap about your daughter?" Jason said finally letting his anger out. "I mean both of you, did you even know that Maxie got married? That she's been engaged for the last 5 months?"

"Stonecold I don't feel that this is going to bring fair Maximista back to you any—"

"Do you even care about your daughter at all?"

Jason stood quickly and stormed out of the room towards the bay deck. All of this was spiraling out of control. Not even a week ago Maxie had said. "I Do." She had agreed to stay married to him for the rest of their foreseeable lives. This wasn't supposed to be it.

Sure he always had the fear in the back of his mind that one day his enemies could use Maxie against him, but he never imagines that the normal evils of this world could possible take her away from him

There was a glimmer of hope when Felicia and Frisco showed up; at least they had a semblance of an idea where Maxie might be. The idea of Maxie being sold to the highest bidder made him cringe. He knew that Maxie was strong and resilient he just wanted to find her and make her believe that everything could someday be okay.

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