Austin slammed his hand against his desk, hard. If he hadn't been so furious, then he probably would have noticed the dull throb of his hand. That jerk, was all he could think as he looked around the room.

His partner in crime was nowhere to be seen, but Austin knew that because of his foolishness, things were going to have to be moved ahead of schedule. Really, how hard was it to go in, plant a camera, and leave? There wasn't supposed to be anything missing, there wasn't supposed to be any sign of entrance. "Disgusting that I have to work with such lowly people," Austin muttered to himself.

Austin turned back to his computer, watching the live feed from the camera. So little Kathryn Tracy did remember him after all. Well she wouldn't now, because thanks to winnings, he'd been able to buy himself a nice couple of colored contacts. And he'd dyed his blond hair black, not to mention jail had aged him a bit; really no one should be able to recognize him.

"It'll have to be tonight," Austin thought out loud. "Before the Tracy gets the idea of coming to the rescue." Smiling, he leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers against each other. "Our reunion will be grand little Kathryn Tracy. I'll make you wish you lived out your nightmares instead of the reality I'm going to give you."

Virgil was still sitting at Alan's desk by the time Alan had gotten back with John. Virgil hadn't heard Alan walk in until Alan called his name. "Sorry Alan," Virgil said, shaking his thoughts clear. "Your computer kept beeping and I came in to see if I could turn it off."

"Sorry," Alan apologized, sitting on the edge of his bed. "Did you get it off?" Virgil nodded, swiveling around in the chair to face his little brother.

"Yeah, it was Kathryn. Apparently she's been trying to contact you for hours." Alan smacked his head with his hand.

"Let me guess. She saw the mission?" Virgil nodded. "I should have called her! I should have come in here and heard the call! I can't believe I didn't think of it beforehand. I was just so worried about you, then preoccupied with getting Three ready to get John." Alan's loud tone made Virgil wince slightly, but he was sure Alan hadn't noticed. Virgil could see the anguish on Alan's face over not taking care of his sister.

"I know how you can make it up to her," Virgil told him, turning around to get the computer to show Alan what was on the page. "Tell me you're not too tired to make a trip down with me to New Jersey."

Alan leaned in to read the article and frowned. "Have you told dad?" Virgil shook his head.

"I just found out. Something is about to happen Al, I just hope we're not too late to intervene."

"Let's fire up Tracy One then, it's a six hour flight." Alan printed the page of the blond man with glasses, the caption underneath the picture reading: Released early for good behavior.

Ben walked out of his seminar class in a hurry. He still hadn't heard back from his dad, but that didn't matter. He kept thinking of Kathryn's worried looked, the promise he'd made to her and her brother, and this feeling in his gut.

"Ben!" He stopped and turned hearing Kathryn's voice from the other end of the hall. He spotted her immediately; she was wearing his university fleece jacket after all.

"That's where it went," he mumbled to himself as he walked towards her. "Kathryn, hey," he tried to act calm when he reached her. "Did you manage to reach your brother?"

Kathryn nodded. "Yeah. I talked to Virgil actually. Apparently Alan was off getting John," she told him. "He's fine, minor concussion, but fine."

"That's good," Ben told her, "It's not something too big. He'll probably be dizzy for a couple of days, maybe a bit disoriented but as long as he doesn't do anything to drastic or goes on a mission, he'll be fine." Ben wrapped his arm around her shoulders to assure her.

"Oh here's your key back," Kathryn told him, showing him the shiny gold key. "Found it on my desk." She slid it into his pocket as they walked.

"Thanks, did you find yours?" Ben asked, playing with the tips of her hair. He didn't know why he was so fascinated by it. Well he did; it was a beautiful auburn color –an almost copper color that was red with a brown tinge, not to mention it was lush and soft and all natural. He'd been playing with her hair since freshman year of high school, tugging at it to get her attention. Ben remembered what his guy friends would say about his odd habits, not to mention what they would say of the very pretty Kathryn Swicord. Even then their comments had always bothered him, because truthfully he was pretty sure he fell for her the moment she walked on campus.

"Yeah. It was so odd; I found it on my closet shelf. I guess I took it out of my pocket or something," Kathryn told him. That seemed odd to Ben, that she wouldn't remember, but then again he forgot where he put his calculator after he'd just used it the other day.

"So what are we doing for the rest of the day?" Ben asked as they headed back in the direction of their dorms.

"Virgil told me to stay in my dorm," Kathryn confessed. "I kind of told him what I told you earlier today." Ben nodded; of course she would tell him. It only made sense, all he wondered was what Virgil was going to do about it.

"Then let's go to mine," Ben suggested. "Yours is rather dull after all."

"Just because you have television, that does not make your dorm the fun dorm," Kathryn laughed.

"Oh really? What are we going to do in your dorm then? Hmm? Read a book? Play cards?" He teased her.

"Alright fine. Let's go to your dorm. We're watching a movie though, and I get to pick," Kathryn commanded.

"But you picked last time," Ben pointed out, smiling though. He knew Kathryn knew that he was going to let her pick. He always let her pick, even when they were out on the farm. His dad told him he was love-sick for her, Ben just called it being generous.

As they walked, Ben kept looking out the corner of his eyes to see if Joe was around. He wasn't, but that only made him more worrisome. He usually saw the man when he was nearing the entrance of the building, or inside cleaning. But somehow he doubted Joe would be working in the Hall today.

A/N: It's an itty bitty one to make up for the longer one last time.

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