Lizzie and Joe watched Erin slowly eat her meal. She looked really uninterested, like she was forcing herself to eat. In all honesty, Erin was just afraid she was going to collapse again. If she put herself back into the hospital she would never be able to find her brother. "She looks thinner than the last time that I saw her..." Lizzie whispered to her uncle.

"Well, since then she has lost a daughter and a brother. Eating is probably not one of her priorities at the minute. I wonder why she left Jackie though. Something must have happened between them. She is probably pissed about the fact that Jackie won't give her any more information on where Danny is or what she knows about it."

"Yeah... I know. So what do we do now?"

"You are going back to New York." Joe said for what seemed like the thousandth time.

"Uncle Joe, I told you I want to help! I am a legal adult, I can make my own decisions! You cannot expect me to just sit around here and do nothing!"

"We are not having this conversation right now. We are going to watch Erin and make sure she ends up back in Jackie's room. And then after that, we watch to see where she goes and see to it that she gets there."

Lizzie grunted in frustration. "What about Uncle Danny?"

Danny hung from the ceiling for what seemed like days. Most of the time he was left alone, staring at the gray walls. He was not the type of person to panic, he was rather calm. Death did not scare him. He had a close call with death when he was in the Marines, and ever since then he felt like he was just waiting for death to come find him.

Yes, he did want to see his family again. He had a beautiful wife and two beautiful boys. He knew he told his boys that he loved them, but did they really believe him? He was at work more than he was with him. And that hurt them and him as well even though they never said anything. Would they even really miss him if they were already used to not having him around?

That was his job. He loved his job. He loved putting the bad people away and seeing the good people go home safe. He loved Jackie, she was his best friend, almost like his sister. He had heard the gunshots. Was she even alive? Or was she just an casualty in this war for the Reagans?

The door opened and Danny looked to see one of the men in black walk in with a sandwich and a plate. He took a chair and stood up on it, holding up a sandwich to Danny's mouth.

Danny took a bite, and then spit it out all at the man's face. He took a deep breath before dropping the plate and grabbing Danny's chest. Danny let out a chuckle. "What are you going to do... kill me?"

"You think this is funny, huh? We need to keep you alive if we want to get what we want."

"Which is?" Danny asked.

"The boss to give us what we want."

"My father? He could care less if you kill me. He would pick his city over one of us any day."

"Exactly. That is why we need two of you."

"Jackie, I won't ask you again. What do you know about Danny's location?"

"I can't tell you."

"Jackie! I can and will prosecute you for withholding information about my brother. I trusted you. He trusted you. Are you a member of the Templar? Did you give him to them? Threw him away like he was nothi-"

"Erin! Listen to me! I am working with a special group to find him. And no one has any leads. That is the truth. I love Danny like he was my own brother. He is my best friend. And we will find him. I am begging you, please go back to New York to be with your family. What about Nicky? You left her like she was nothing to you. She is just as much of your daughter as Lizzie is."

"Why the hell did you just bring Lizzie into this? She is dead Jackie!"

"Because if Lizzie were still here you would be at her side. But since only Nicky is still around, you clearly do not care! You left her with the rest of the Reagans when Danny was taken. You weren't even thinking how that would affect her! She's probably scared out of her mind right now that you might be taken as well. Did you ever think of that Erin?"

Erin sighed, letting her eyebrows drop. Jackie was absolutely right. She hadn't been thinking of Nicky. Erin was positive that she was somewhere safe with Linda and the kids, but she was probably scared out of her mind. She knew that there were risks being a part of the Reagan family. Nicky also knew that her uncles and grandfather would protect her and her cousins first over themselves. But what kind of mother was she? She left her daughter's side. She lost one daughter, and this would probably let her lose the other one as well.

"You will call me as soon as you find out anything on Danny... okay?" Erin whispered to Jackie. Jackie nodded.

"I promise Erin. I will bring him home." I'll also bring Joe and Lizzie, she added silently.

Erin nodded before walking out of the hospital room. She took the elevator all the way down to the main floor and walked out of the hospital. She didn't notice Joe and Lizzie watching her from the windows.

"Jackie sent me a text. It says, 'I think she is going back'." Lizzie read. The two of them watched Erin hail a taxi and get into it. "Is she going to be okay?"

"I think so kid." Joe nodded. "There should be someone stationed at the hotel she checked in at this morning. They will report back when they see her come in." The two of them walked out of the hospital, knowing they would come back to get Jackie tomorrow.

"Have you ever seen a Broadway show?" Lizzie asked her uncle.

"Grandpa always used to take us when we were kids. Danny and Erin hated it, and Jamie and I loved it. My favorite show was definitely Lion King. I don't care how old I get. It's a classic."

"Do you want to go see it with me?" Lizzie smiled. "I mean, I know we should be focused on finding Uncle Danny, but..."

"Lizzie, he is fine..." Joe repeated. He knew he should try to at least get a start, but he had no idea where. His brother could have been anywhere in the country, it didn't have to be Chicago or New York.

"But doesn't waiting make it worst?"

"Yes, but in this case we know they are keeping him alive because they need him to lure in my dad..."

"But that doesn't mean they can't torture him. I have seen a lot of movies..."

"C'mon, let's go see if we can't get tickets for tonight's show at the box office." Joe said, cutting his niece off.

That might make him look bad to a lot of people, but Joe was like Danny. He needed an aha moment, or a sign to lead him in the right direction. And it would lead him to his brother.

But for now, hakuna matata.

"Um, excuse me, I think you passed up my destination." Erin said twenty minutes later. The cab driver was awfully quiet, usually they tried to at least strike a conversation to keep the meter going, but nothing.

The white man in the front seat looked in his rear view at Erin, and then back at the road. She took this as a sign. "Let me off here." She said, he ignored her. "Let me off here!" She screamed. He said nothing and locked all of the doors, leaving her banging on the windows.

The driver pulled over and looked out the right window to see two guys in black walking toward the taxi. One sat in the back and one sat in the passenger side front. Erin was about to punch him, but then she noticed the gun in his pocket. She shrunk back against the side of the car.

"Is this the one he wanted?" The man in the passenger side asked. The driver simply nodded and got back on the road. The man next to her smiled. He had rotted yellow teeth in places where he did have teeth.

Erin was about to pull out her cell phone and call 911 when the man sitting next to her stabbed her with a need and pushed the sedative inside of her, letting her eyes roll into her skull.

He threw her phone out the window and let it crash against the sidewalk.

"When are Dad and Aunt Erin going to be back? What about Uncle Jamie?" Sean asked his mother. They had been trapped inside of Frank's house for the last three days, and the boys were getting very stir crazy. Frank, Henry and Jamie had been meeting with Garrett and Baker in the office, despite Frank's wishes Jamie had insisted in being involved with the investigation. He was literally the one out of the four that was still standing. Three quarters were either dead, kidnapped, or MIA.

"Dad and Aunt Erin are in Chicago for work. Uncle Jamie is with your Grandpa at his office." Linda calmly responded for what seemed like the thousandth time. Nicky looked up from her book from where she was sitting in the corner of the couch for a second and made eye contact with Linda.

"What kind of work? I thought Dad was a New York cop..." Sean continued. Jack sighed. "It's a special thing. Come play video games with me." He moaned. He wasn't stupid, he knew something was up, but he knew no one was going to tell them what was going on anyways.

Linda scooted over next to her niece on the couch. It had been worrying her how quiet Nicky had been the last few days. She knew she was not her mother, she would never replace Erin, and didn't want to. But Erin was clearly not thinking straight when she dumped her daughter to go on a wild goose chase for her brother. She had always admired the loyalty between the Reagan siblings, but Linda's opinion was that Nicky, her child, should have came first.

"Your grandpa was not lying. As of right now we don't know if your mom is in trouble. And we don't think she is. She grew up with three brothers and a bunch of cops. She knows how to defend herself. And she's just plain badass."

"Why should I believe you? You're probably lying." Nicky sassed. It was true though, every time something happened to one of the Reagans, she was lied to, directly in the face, until after the fact.

"Because that is what he told me."

"And? That doesn't mean it's true! You are left out of the loop as much as we kids are... and you know it!"

"That is true. I am only a Reagan by marriage, not blood. And blood will always be thicker than water. Danny didn't even tell me he almost died in the Marines until ten years after the fact. And he wouldn't even had told me if I didn't figure it out when he went through some very post traumatic stress. No matter what, we are always left out of the loop by the people we love. It's their nature. It doesn't mean they love us any less. It is just what they do."

"When Uncle Joe died, this is how it was. We were all here, sitting on this couch, and then Grandpa walked in. I was sitting between Uncle Jamie and my mom, and then he just told us that he was dead. We are still on that couch, waiting for them to come back. And there is a possibility that they won't. And we can't afford to lose another Reagan. First great grandma, then grandma, then Uncle Joe, then Lizzie. We cannot lose anymore!" Nicky ranted.

"You are absolutely right." Linda said, wrapping her arm around her niece. "But no matter what, you will always have blue blood, and there will always be Reagans around to take care of you. Your uncle and mother will come back. They always do."

Erin woke up tied to a chair. "Danny?" Erin asked, looking at the half awake man tied to the other chair. He was stripped down to his undergarments and looked pale. He had scruff covering his face.

Danny slightly lifted his head, and jumped up when he saw it was Erin. "Erin?" He whispered.

"I thought I lost you!" Erin cried.

"Erin, I am so sorry for all of this. I am the reason you are here. Now there are two Reagans down."

"It's not your fault I am here. I needed to find you! I wasn't going to let Dad lose another son."

"You're my baby sister Er! It is my job to protect you! I love you!" Trust those two Reagans to turn a heart wrenching reunion into a blood war.

Their conversation was interrupted when three men walked into the room. Two of them wore black shirts, the men from the taxi, and the other wore a white shirt, Erin had never seen him before. "Hey boss, look what we got!" One of the guys in black pointed out.

The boss in the white shirt's face lit up like a tree at Christmas. While he was walking towards Erin with a bounce in his step, Danny watched his sister grew tight. He clenched his knuckles together, wishing he did have the super-strength of a superhero to protect his baby sister. But he couldn't do anything. He was helpless.

The man caressed her cheek. Erin bit back, looking very pissed. She squirmed as much as she could, but she was stuck stiff. The rope around her hands was so tight she could feeling herself losing feeling in her fingers. Her feet were tied to the legs of the chair, also too tight. She growled, trying to bite him.

"Finally, a Reagan capable of showing us how to have some fun." Erin spit at him. He just laughed. "I think that was her way of telling us she's ready to have some fun..."

Erin's face turned to one of fear. She looked over at her brother, a pleaded look in her eyes. "Tell Nick I love her," she mouthed. He nodded sadly, wishing he could tell her that everything was going to be okay.

"Boys, you know what to do." The man in charge said before walking out the other door. "I have to go get ready. I've been waiting for this for a long time." After the door slammed and the boss was gone, the two men looked at each other.

"I am an assistant district attorney. He's a cop. Together we will make sure you will rot in prison. But, if you help us, we'll make sure you get let off some." Erin pleaded. The men just shrugged, pulling the duct tape out of his pocket and breaking off a piece.

Erin was really panicking now, and she let out a panicked squeal. The guy attempted to put the duct tape over her lips, but she kept squirming. The other man just sighed. "I didn't want to have to do this. I hate needles." He pulled a needle out of his pocket and stabbed Erin.

Danny watched the light leave her eyes as she went limp. The other guy finished the duct tape job before untying Erin's legs and lifting her up bridal style. Danny winced a little when he saw Erin's arm hang down, realizing both of them were absolutely helpless in what was about to happen.

The man threw Erin on the bed. He stripped her, leaving her in nothing but her undergarments. He tied both of her hands to the headboard and sighed leaving her there.

the next chapter contains dark themes... you have been warned.