Kate and her team slowly approached her apartment.

"What if it's a bomb?" Ryan asked.

"It's not."

"How do you know?" Esposito asked.

"Because I do." She wouldn't have to have two apartments blow up. It would be wrong.

She slowly reached for the handle.

"One… Two… Three." She said ant=d they all charged in.

She flipped the light on and on her couch she saw someone lying very, very still. She ran over and noticed it was Alexis. She checked her pulse.

"She's alive." She said.

"It's clear everywhere else."

"Call an ambulance."

When she woke up she noticed she was in a hospital room. They found her? Where's dad? She looked over to Ryan who was sitting in the corner of the room reading a magazine.

He was to stay here until she woke up. Then he had to question her and go back to the precinct.

"Where's my dad?" She asked. His face hardened.

"We… we don't know yet." He said honestly.

"I was with him; he should have been with me!" She said getting upset.

"Actually, we found you in Beckett's apartment. You were unconscious on the couch. If you feel up to it can I ask you a few questions?"

"Sure."

"Okay, for starters do you know who the guy was?"

"No, but he was so evil. Almost everything about him was evil."

"Could you describe him for me?"

"He was wearing a hoodie and hat the hat on each time I saw him. Also he was wearing a Zorro mask. His voice was so evil, so full of hate and disgust."

"So he talked to you?"

"Yeah." She said sounding a little confused. "Why?"

"Because with the others he didn't talk." He said before he realized what he was saying.

"Others?" She asked. "There were more victims?"

"Uh… a couple yeah." He said hoping she didn't ask more about them. Most of them died.

"When she didn't talk he asked another question. "Do you know where he took you?"

"It was a white room. No windows accept the one in the door but it was blacked out."

"Okay, do you remember anything else?"

She thought for a moment. "The walls looked dented. Like someone had been kicking them. Also he had this machine hooked up to the ceiling. Dad was dangling upside down on it." She was starting to cry. "He was losing so much blood. I couldn't get him to wake up. Then the guy came and he lowered dad. He said he was going to help him to stay alive until the deadline. He gave him an I.V type thing. Then he had me write letters… Where are my letters?"

"There were some letters in your pocket. We took them in for evidence."

"Those are personal. But I think you might want to know that he wrote them, not me."

"What do you mean?"

"He had me write farewell letters. Except he wrote them, I just told him what to write."

"Okay. They could be a big help in catching this guy. I'm going to go back to the precinct but I want you to know that you have an armed police officer outside the door. He will be here to protect you. If anyone you don't know tries to contact you, you need to let him know immediately"

"Thank you detective Ryan." She said tying not to sound scared as hell.

"We'll find him." He said then left.

The last thing she remembered thinking before falling back asleep was, why did he let me go? He had me write these letters and then he let me go.

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