Maura sobbed with fright as she dangled by her arms from the ceiling by the chains holding her wrists. She didn't know where she was or who this man was. But he seemed to know her. She was terrified beyond belief. Maura cringed as she remembered how he had touched her body, hurting her. She hoped Frankie, Jane, Frost and Korsack were looking for her. If anyone could find her, it would be her friends. Maura closed her eyes and thought about the last time she was with Frankie. She was sitting on his lap in the squad room, his strong arms around her waist and her arms around his neck as they laughed with their friends about dinner plans. A single tear flowed down her dirt stained cheek.
Frankie shivered as he stood outside the abandoned warehouse where Patty Doyle was supposedly living in. He and Jane walked up to the door and pushed it open. "Can you hear us?" Jane whispered into the microphone hidden in her shirt. "All clear." She and Frankie heard Frost respond. He and Korsack were waiting outside in a van across the street in case thing s didn't go exactly as planned and they needed back up. "Hello! Anybody here?" Frankie called out." He and Jane listened carefully as they waited for their eyes to adjust to the dark.
"Hold it!" they froze as they heard a gruff voice command them to stop. They looked around to see Doyle and several men pointing guns at them. "Who are you?" Doyle demanded. Frankie and Jane slowly put their hands in the air. "We aren't here to start anything, we need your help! It's about Maura!" Jane said. Doyle's face changed and he lowered his weapon and told the others to do so as well. "Maura? What happened? Where is my daughter?"
"She's been kidnapped and we have reason to believe it was by someone in your Irish mob or associated with you." Frankie said as he pulled the paper with the design on it and unfolded it to show Doyle. Doyle took it and nodded. "Yes, I know this design. How did you get it?" he asked them. "It was left on the ceiling of her car. Our brother recognized it as a tattoo on one of his ex-prison mates. We talked to him, he said he helped you murder 6 people."
"To keep Maura safe." Doyle responded. "It's ok, we're not here to arrest you or anything. We need your help finding her. We were told only people in the inside can find the people who took her." Frankie told him. "Please, we need to find her!" he pleaded. Frankie was starting to get desperate. His heart broke as he thought of Maura and where she was and if she was even still alive…..
"Are you in love with my daughter?" Doyle asked Frankie. Frankie stood up straighter and nodded. "Yes Sir, I am. She means the world to me and we need to find her! Please help us, we can't waste anymore time…. Wait, how did you know I'm in love with Maura?" Frankie asked Doyle who smiled slightly. "I can tell by your face and eyes when you talk about her. But you're right we need to act fast!"
Maura cried when the man yanked her hair. "Stop it!" she tried to yell the he silenced her by covering her mouth with his and sticking her tongue down his throat. Maura sputtered in shock and kneed him hard in the groin. He howled with pain. Maura cringed as his eyes turned dark with hate. He grabbed her roughly and punched her in the face. Maura screamed and tried to move her wrists to cover her face but she couldn't. He leaned closer and took the sides of her shirt and ripped leaving her standing in a black lace bra. He leered as Maura struggled to cover herself. "Good luck Maura. You can't defend yourself or anything. And now I'm going to have my way with you." He said as he began unbuckling his belt.
"No! please! Don't do this. Please!" she pleaded with him but he just laughed at her pain and discomfort. She closed her eyes against the terrifying sight in front of her and tried desperately to think back to Frankie. She focused her thoughts on him and how he made love to her. As the man pulled down her panties, Maura began crying and struggling as she shut her eyes tightly, praying it would be over soon.
She felt him wrap her legs around his waist and waited for him to enter her but it never came. She opened her eyes and saw him looking over her shoulder behind her in confusion. "Shut up!" he commanded her harshly. Maura heard a distant scuffling sound.
"Help!" she yelled as loud as she could. The man clasped a hand over her mouth but she bit him hard. "Help!" she yelled again praying whoever was back there was going to help her. She was about to yell again when a knife sailed through the air, stabbing the man in his throat. He screamed with pain and fell back. She watched him collapse, clutching his throat as blood poured out. He gurgled several times until his head fell back hitting the cement. He was dead.
"Maura!" Maura's heart leapt for joy at the sound of Frankie's voice. "Frankie!" she yelled and sobbed with relief as he came out in front of her. Frankie's heart almost stopped when he saw Maura. She was completely naked and had bruises all over her body including her face. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she cried with relief. He took off his jacket and immediately covered her before beckoning to the others behind her. Maura watched with growing relief as Jane, Frost, and Korsack stepped out from behind her. "Here" Korsack said softly as he used his pocket knife to pick the locks binding her wrists. As soon as Maura was free, she collapsed in Frankie's arms.
"Sweetheart." He murmured in her hair as he held her tightly. He gathered her body and pulled her onto his lap, cradling her like a baby. "It's ok now." He whispered lovingly as his arms held her to his chest. Maura let her tears fall as she clutched to his shirt. She looked up and froze. Frankie felt her body tense and he looked behind him to see Patty Doyle lean over to get his knife out of the man's throat. "He's dead now, he won't be hurting you anymore." He reassured his daughter. Maura looked at Frankie who explained about the design left in her car and how when Tommy recognized it they went to speak to his ex-prison mates to find out about the connection between the Irish mob and her kidnapper.
Maura nodded and tucked her head back into the crook of Frankie's neck, lightly kissing his jaw. Frankie murmured sweet words in her ear and promised her she was safe. She looked up at her father who was wiping the blood off of his knife. "Can we talk later? I want to talk to you but right now I just want to get out of here." Doyle nodded as Frankie helped her up. Doyle told them he would call later and stepped put before the rest of the back-up police got there. Frankie wrapped an arm around her waist as he led her out. Maura stopped as she watched Korsack and Frost get the woman into the police car. "I wondered where she went." she said softly. She would never understand how a woman could help abduct someone. "Don't worry, Sweetie. They're not going to hurt you ever again." Frankie promised her. He helped her into his car and buckled her up. "I'll be right back. I'm just going to tell the rest I'm taking you to the hospital, OK?" he said softly as he placed a kiss on her lips. Maura wrapped her arms around his neck. "I thought I wasn't going to ever see you again." She whispered in his mouth. Frankie gently took her face in his hands and tilted her head up to look at him. "Maura, you're safe now and we're together. We're both here and we're going to be ok. I love you, my sweet Maura. And I'm so sorry I wasn't there to keep you safe. I'm so sorry, Maura." He whispered but she shook her head. "It wasn't your fault." She told him firmly. "What happened to me wasn't your fault."
Maura and Frankie held each other tightly before Jane, Frost and Korsack came over to them. "I'm going to take her to the hospital." Frankie told them but he felt Maura move behind him. She got up and threw her arms around Jane and then Frost. By the time she hugged Korsack, Maura had tears streaming down her face. "Thank you, all of you for finding me. I was so scared I wasn't going to see you guys again." She told her friends but Korsack shook his head and kissed her on the forehead. "You're family and we'd go to all ends of the world for our family."