I don't even have any excuses that would suffice here. I am so sorry, I used to be much better at updating, I swear! I will try very hard to update in a timely manner from now on. I really hope that you all enjoy this chapter and once again I am sorry for the wait! Review!

"Oh well you obviously both know that I want Brittany dead very badly, but I have had some bad luck in that area, so I will not be the one to kill Brittany." he said, evil smirk appearing on his twisted face.

"What do you mean?" Brittany whispered.

"Santana is going to do it." Dan said calmly.

"Not a fucking chance in hell would I ever do that you sick bastard! Tu estas loco, tu estas loco!" Santana yelled.

"Oh don't worry Santana, when you see just exactly what I have in store for you, you will do absolutely anything that I say, including killing Brittany. Well, I shall see you too in the morning. Sleep well, I know I will."

"What the hell did he mean? There is no way that I would ever kill you!" Santana said after a while in silence, Dan had left about five minutes ago.

"I know Santana, I know. But I think I know what he meant..." she said sadly.

"What?" Santana asked dreading the answer that her fiancee was about to give her.

"Kyle. He's going to make you choose between me and Kyle." Brittany said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"No. No, he wouldn't...would he?" Santana asked, her heart sinking deep down in her chest.

"Yes, I think that he would." Brittany answered.

xxxx

"Uncle Sammy?" Kyle asked. He had barely said anything since they had discovered that Brittany had been taken by Grant to Dan.

"Ya buddy?" Sam asked, just happy to hear the young boys voice.

"Do you think that Mami and Momma are going to be okay?" he asked, this is not what Sam had been expecting the boy to say.

"Yes, I'm sure that they are fine buddy." Sam said, trying to put on his best fake happy voice.

"Your lying." the little boy said sadly, burying his head into his uncle's chest.

"Kyle, I promise you that I will try to do everything that I can to make sure that they are okay, alright?"

"Yes." the little boy said, trying to hold back his own tears, he was so much like Santana some times.

The doorbell rang and Sam and Kyle heard Mercedes running to answer it. Sam got instantly nervous and told Kyle to stay where he was while he went to help his wife. Sam realized that his nervousness was unwarranted when he saw who was at the door, it was Carlos and Lucy Lopez and Molly and James Pierce. Lucy was currently embracing Mercedes and Molly flung herself at Sam when he came into view. Mercedes and Sam hugged all of their friends parents before leading the four into the living room where their grandson was sitting.

"Abuela!" Kyle screamed and ran forward and launched himself into Lucy's arms. "I miss my Mami, Abuela."

"I know bebe, I know." she whispered gently stroking his hair, in an attempt to calm the little boy down.

"Mami and Momma are both gone." Kyle cried, the little boy's words broke the hearts of everyone in the room.

"They'll be back Kyle, I promise." Molly said, speaking up for the first time.

"I hope so." Kyle said, he curled back into his grandmother and closed his eyes.

xxxx

"Well hello my two lovebirds!" Dan said as he descended into the basement when he spoke. "I trust that you slept well, as I predicted, I slept quite marvelously."

"Slept great thanks, really looking forward to my pop tart this morning." Santana lied.

"That, Santana, is wonderful, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to sleep." he said.

Santana stared at him as he rummaged around in his backpack and wondered if he was just playing along with her, or he was so deluded that he actually believed her, she honestly could not tell. She was starting to lean more towards seriously deluded. Just like every morning he brought out her usual food, and today he had an extra brown bag for Brittany. She looked at it suspiciously, but when she saw Santana opening hers and taking the contents out, Brittany copied.

"Now, shall we continue our discussion from last night, I can give you a little more motivation." he said, a hint malice in his voice, the malice is what scared Santana and Brittany the most.

"And what is that?" Santana asked, Brittany seemed like she wasn't able to speak at the moment.

"I'll be back, I need to go gather some equipment first." he said and then ascended up the stairs to the main floor of the of house.

"What the hell do you think he is getting?" Brittany asked, speaking for the first time.

"I honestly have no idea." Santana answered.

"How do you talk to him like that, I can't even look at him?" Brittany said. "After what he has done to you, how can you sit there and provoke him?"

"It's how I am, its how I've always been, this is what happens when I get scared." Santana answered honestly.

"Well it scares me." Brittany said simply, and before she could elaborate they heard the door at the top of the stairs swing open.

This time, Dan was not alone. There were two other men with him, one was carrying a large flat screen television monitor, the other had a laptop and speakers, and Dan had a bunch of wires and cords. Brittany was confused, and had no clue what they could be doing, but her fiancee on the other hand, had a pretty good idea of what was about to happen. Santana didn't want to say anything though, because she didn't want to freak Brittany out. They didn't say anything to either Brittany or Santana, they just began to set everything up. It took about 45 minutes, or what Santana judged to be 45 minutes, to set up the equipment.

"Thank you gentlemen, if you could now leave me and these lovely ladies alone." Dan said. The other two nodded and left the basement.

"So what, are we going to watch Harry Potter or something?" Santana asked sarcastically.

"No, as much as I enjoy the film adaptation of Ms. Rowling's genius, we are going to be viewing something much more entertaining." he said with a crazy smile.

"And what is that?" Brittany asked, speaking directly to him for the first time.

"Aww, Brittany, I had forgotten just how beautiful your voice was. And you shall see in a moment." Dan said as he began to type things on his laptop and ran a cord from it to the large plasma monitor that was sitting on a makeshift TV stand.

He switched the TV on and the picture that filled the screen was instantly recognized by both women. The screen was divided into four different pictures. It was showing an apartment, an apartment that they knew very well. It was showing Mercedes and Sam's place, they could see Mercedes sitting on the couch watching something on the TV that they couldn't see, she was visibly upset. Sam was no where to be seen, probably at work.

"Where is Kyle?" Brittany asked with panic in her voice.

"Oh, you are behind the times there Brittany."

"What the hell did you do to my son?" Santana demanded.

"I haven't done anything to him, look." Dan said as he pushed a couple of keys on the computer and a new set of images came up on the TV screen causing both the women to gasp.

This time, the apartment shown on the screen was even more familiar, it was Santana's apartment. There were views of the kitchen, front hallway, Santana's office, the living room and the hallway were the bedrooms were. In the living room was Kyle, he was unharmed but looked sadder than Santana had ever seen her son. He was sitting on the lap of Santana's mother on the couch, Brittany's mother was also there, they were watching SpongeBob. Their fathers weren't in the apartment, or they were not visible, but their mothers looked as upset as Kyle.

"Why are you showing us this?" Brittany asked, for once she was the one to speak up and Santana was the one who had fallen silent.

"This is to show you that I can get to everyone that you care about, and I will. This, Santana is what is going to convince you to do what we talked about last night. I'm going to give you a choice here; you can either put a bullet in the blonde sitting across from you or I will hurt everyone that you care about, while you watch. Now, I will give you a day to decide, and I'll leave this on," he said pointing at the TV "just to remind you what is at stake."

After saying that, Dan once again walked up the stairs and left the two women in the basement. As soon as they heard the door shut, Santana let the tears that she had been holding in fall freely. She had absolutely no idea what she was going to do, there was no way in the world that she could shoot Brittany, and she could not watch this psychopath touch her family.

"Santana you have to do it." Brittany said.

xxx

"Evans!" Captain Marshall called from his office. He motioned for Sam to come in.

Sam got up from his desk, where he had been trying to trace some of the calls, texts and videos that Dan had sent Brittany. He walked into his Captain's office and sat in the chair across from him.

"Okay, I know that you didn't want me to do this, but I have called the FBI and they are sending an agent down. They told me he will be perfect for this, he's actually on a plane right now from Afghanistan, he's a soldier who just finished his tour and opted for the reserves and joined the FBI." Marshall said.

"Great, now I have to deal with a soldier whose first job is to come here and help me." Sam said, whoever this guy was he was going to resent him.

"He's supposed to be a great guy, I understand that this is hard for you Sam, I get that this is personal and-"

"No, Captain, with all due respect you don't understand. Santana Lopez is like my sister! I will do anything to get her back, and Brittany as well! If I don't get her, than what do I tell her son? I promised him that his Mami would be okay, I can't tell him that I lied." Sam said, his Captain just let him rant, he had seen cases like this before.

"Okay, Sam, listen. You will find them okay, I know you will. I am going to help, the others are going to help, and this Agent is going to help as well okay, we will find them."

"Well we better do it soon, because there is no way that psycho is going to let them live more than another day or two." Sam said.

Captain Marshall's phone rang and he answered said a few things then hung it up again.

"The FBI Agent is here, and he's on his way to my office. Try to be polite please."

Before Sam could answer the door opened and he heard a familiar voice ask, "Is this Captain Marshall's office?"

"Puck!" Sam exclaimed turning around in his seat to confirm that the voice he heard did indeed belong to Noah Puckerman, which it did.

"Sam!" Puck said equally surprised.

The most surprised however was Captain Marshall when his Detective jumped up and embraced the FBI Agent. He opened his mouth to speak but Sam beat him to it.

"It's Brittany and Santana. Dan took Brittany and Santana." he said and Puck's face turned into a grimace.

"No!" Puck said.

"Okay, hold on, you two clearly know each other, but I am Captain Alan Marshall." the older man said standing up and extending his hand to Puck.

"Sorry, Sir, Special Agent Noah Puckerman. Sam and I went to high school together and I am a good friend of Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce."

"Okay, well then why don't we gather the other detectives and Sam will brief us all on what the hell exactly is going on."

xxx

Mercedes sat in her apartment watching Grey's Anatomy reruns, it was one of the one's that Finn had been in. She was watching him die on the TV and found herself balling harder than she had when she had seen it the first time. It was just too realistic, and seeing one of her friends "die" on TV was not what she needed right now. She desperately wanted to call Sam, but she knew that he was working and if he was going to find Santana and Brittany he didn't need her distracting him. She immediately tensed up as she heard a knock on the door. She pulled herself together and tiptoed to the door and looked through the peephole. She sighed in relief when she saw who was at the door. She opened it and threw herself into the arms of the two men that had just walked in.

"How did you not call me sooner!" Kurt said as he pulled away from Mercedes.

"Really Mercedes, James and Molly told me and I called Kurt." Rory said.

"I didn't know what to say!" Mercedes said throwing her hands up in surrender.

"Oh, sweetie, you should not be watching this right now." Kurt said pointing to the TV where his stepbrother's character was dying.

"I know, I just, it was on and, I don't know." Mercedes said, and she felt the tears returning to her eyes.

"Well, we are going to go see James and Molly, the Lopez's and Kyle, would you like to come with us?" Rory asked, Mercedes nodded, grabbed her coat, and purse and followed the boys out of the apartment, being sure to lock the door behind her and send a text to her husband.

xxx

"Abuela?" Kyle asked looking up into the face of Lucy Lopez.

"Si querido?"

"Mami and Momma are going to die aren't they?" Kyle said in small voice.

"No! Bebe, they aren't! Uncle Sam is going to find them, okay!" Lucy said.

"Okay." Kyle said, turning his attention back to the TV.

There was a knock at the door and Molly got up to answer it leaving Lucy alone to stroke Kyle's hair in a way that she had seen Santana do since her grandson was born. It had always seemed to soothe him and she was hoping that it would work this time. She was extremely worried about her daughter and Brittany, but she was also very worried about Kyle. He knew that what was happened was not good, though he didn't know exactly what was happening. Molly returned the living room with Rory Flannigan, Kurt Hummel and Mercedes Jones in tow.

"Uncle Kurt! Rory!" Kyle said jumping off his Abuela's lap and running to hug his "uncles".

"Hey buddy." Kurt said, picking him up in a hug.

"Dia duit a fear beag (hello little man)." Rory said, causing Kyle to smile a little, he loved it when Rory spoke Irish.

xxx

"Puck! I've got something here!" Sam called to Puck who was across the bullpen. Puck came running over and glanced at the computer screen in front of his blonde friend.

"Sam! I think you just got us a location!"