The second that the coordinates had come up on the computer of the last transmission, the boys sprung into action. Ben had left to go inform the cops and get a map from his room to pinpoint the exact location. Gordon had left to go find a mode of transportation for them. That left Scott and John in the room.

"It's a good thing you didn't hit him," John told him once everyone was gone.

"What? Why? That kid deserved it. I can't believe Kathryn's hanging out with a guy like him. Did you hear that insinuation in his voice? He dared to say that we didn't think Kathryn to be a part of our family, that the only reason she was going to be safe was because Virgil was with her." Scott growled at his blond brother. "So please, enlighten me as to why it's a good thing I didn't hit him."

"Well to begin with," John said, clicking away on the keyboard. "Kathryn would have been extremely upset to know that you hit him. Secondly, I think he was insinuating that Kathryn doesn't think she's a part of our family." He looked up at Scott, who was opening his mouth to disagree when he forged on. "Think about it Scott, she's been known as Swicord since she was around thirteen. She lived with Grandma while we were all at college, boarding school, or being adults. It's been years since it's just been all of us. Besides, I like Ben. I've been looking through his computer since he left and he's actually a pretty good kid. He's in the 6 year med track here at Princeton, and he takes care of Kathryn. Did you know she's spent every break with him and his family since she was in high school? And he's been to more of her gymnastics meets than any of us ever did, combined."

"Basically, you're telling me that he's better than any of us."

"No, I'm just telling you to give him a chance. You're the big brother here Scott, so maybe you should stop acting like a jealous teen." John looked up from the screen to see Scott looking at a picture in his hands. It was the same one he'd been holding since they arrived and looked around her room. While he and Gordon had found her World medals, something that had surprised John since he hadn't been aware she'd gone to Worlds. It was also surprising to know that Gordon had been there to watch, though he never approached her.

"I've commandeered us an emergency vehicle," Gordon said entering the room, oblivious to the lecture Scott had just received. "That way we can go quickly without having to worry about road side laws.

"I don't even want to know how you did that," Ben said as he entered with his map. He laid it down and showed them where they were hidden. "It's about a three, four hour ride."

"At least they're still in New Jersey," John mumbled as he looked at the map.

"But it's only about an hour via helicopter." Ben had a mischievous grin on his face as he held up a pair of keys.

"You commandeered a helicopter?" Gordon asked, amazed. He was thoroughly impressed by this guy, and if he had indeed commandeered it, well then, he and Alan may have just gained a new partner in crime.

"Sort of," they all turned to see Sg. Lukeson and their dad at the door. "I don't really want to know how you found the coordinates, your dad has suggested I don't even ask, so I won't. Despite regulation. We found a bug on your sisters' laptop; it's been transmitting audio since it was implanted. We've destroyed it, which he'll know, but we still have the upper hand. He doesn't know you've managed to track her. We're sending in a retrieval squad, and Ben has assured me that it won't be leaving without him, or any of you." With a sigh, because he didn't want to be involving civilians on a mission like this, he continued. The Tracy men were already standing up and preparing to head out. "I can't suggest you to stay and you'll listen?" With the looks of you've got to be kidding, no way and get the hell out of my way, he took it as a no. "Let's go then."

They followed him out of the dorms and into the front of the building where a large crowd of students was gathered. The Tracys could easily hear their names being whispered among the crowd, and the media was snapping away, asking for a statement. But they ignored it all and kept moving.

Because the five of them were on a mission: to get their family back together.

Like before, the forest was cold enough to make Kathryn shiver even with her coat, but she took it silently as they crossed over to the old small house.

"What are you going to do?" Virgil asked their captors as they walked through the halls. He peered into all the rooms, trying to find a way out, with no such luck. He tried to twist around, to see Kathryn who was being taken by Austin.

"That's for you to find out," Austin told him as Johnson shoved Virgil into a room. "Say goodbye to your sibling, it's the last time you'll see each other."

"Virgil!" Kathryn shouted as the door closed. All he could see was the end of her auburn hair as she was taken somewhere else.

"Run if you can Kat! Don't worry about me!" he yelled after her, unsure if he had heard her. Then he turned to Johnson, who looked a little too happy to be in a room with Virgil.

Kathryn was shoved into another room, and Austin closed the door behind him. She tried to head towards the window, thinking about just crashing through and getting help. "Oh no," Austin Jacks' grin was rater maniacal as he pulled out his gun. "Where do you think you're going? You're bed is all ready for you princess." He went over and popped the lid on and old bed end trunk. It looked like it was used to keep in old memories, but Kathryn knew what it really was. Her coffin.

And even though the panic of knowing what could happen next started to edge in, she also looked at the door, where she last saw Virgil. His words echoed in her head. You're a Tracy, she repeated as she felt Johnson's grip on her arm loosen. And Tracys don't go down without a fight. She wasn't going to let Virgil suffer for her anymore.

Moving swifter than she thought she could, Kathryn launched herself onto Austin Jacks, making him drop his gun. Scrambling away from him, she raced for the gun until he shot out his hand and pulled her leg back. Kathryn fell, managing to put her hands out and not land flat on her face, but she definitely felt the shock in her shoulder. And it made her slow to react and Austin flipped her over before getting over her. "You bitch," he snarled, pushing a knee against her stomach and dug it in. "Thought you could be a hero? Huh?" He asked, digging in once more. "What? You think just because you're older now, things are going to be different?" He dug in deeper, causing her to gasp. Her hand was above her head, trying to reach for the gun. "Well let me tell you something Tracy princess, you've been mine since the moment you walked out of that gymnastics class."

Kathryn's fingers grasped for the end of the gun, trying hard to stretch her arm out just a bit more. Arm extensions on her hurt arm weren't a part of her forte anymore. She turned towards Austin, who had a twisted look in his eyes as he dug his knee further against her diaphragm. "I've never been yours," Kathryn told him, her fingers grazing the edge of the gun.

"You've always been mine," he spat. "I broke you and I made you who you are. You're afraid of me, as you should be."

"No," Kathryn told him. "You're wrong. You didn't make me. I'm my own person."

"Of course not sweets. You think you'd be this way if it hadn't been for me? You know the truth, I gave you that." Austin got close to her face and Kathryn turned away from him just as her fingers started to pull the handle towards her for a better grip.

"You're wrong. You didn't give me anything. You took everything!" Kathryn shouted at him. She turned quickly, ramming her elbow into his face and gripping the gun tightly in her hand. She scrambled out from under him while he grabbed his nose. She backed up against the wall, adrenaline rushing through her as she held the gun out in front of her.

"You're pathetic," Austin told her, getting up as he looked at the blood on his hand. "I took you because you had everything and I had nothing! I was nothing and that bastard of your father was going to take it what little I had away. He had to pay for what he'd done. And you caught a handsome price. I should have killed you when I had the chance. You're just as irksome as your father. And just as weak."

"Shut up." Kathryn told him, standing slowly as he kept walking forward. She could see her hands trembling slightly. "Stop talking."

"You're going to shot me?" Austin laughed. "You. You're going to pull the trigger?" He took another step forward. "You won't, you know why? Because you're weak, always have been and always will be."

A/N: Definitely on the shorter end of the chapters. On the bright side, we're half way through my word document file!