Okay, this chapter is slightly longer... So this will hopefully keep you guys occupied.

Thanks to T.J. for the review :)

Sebastian hasn't been on Glee lately :/

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Sebastian's father had finally arrived at the bureau, Cooper urgently greeting him. "Mr. Smythe thank you so much for helping"

"It's no problem" he responded, "I told Sebastian that I would help out as much as I could."

"So , Mr. Smythe what did the kidnappers say?" Cooper frantically asked.

"Well they said that they would call again at nine for more details, but that they would not hesitate to kill the boy if the money didn't come." He morosely responded

"Nine, okay" Cooper said checking his watch, "It's 8:47 right now, we have 13 minutes until the call happens. Diana make sure you're ready to trace the call. Jones find a voice recognition program so we can identify the kidnappers."

Peter put his hand on Cooper's shoulder, a hint for him to calm down. "Neal...it's okay. I've got this," Peter had said in a reassuring tone. "Diana, Jones, Neal's right, you two should get those ready. And Mr. Smythe, do you know anyone who would want to hurt you or has a grudge?"

"I am a lawyer, and I have put a lot of people in prison and won cases that don't exactly please a lot of people. So…But if you would like, I have a running list of all the cases I've handled and all the criminals I've put in prison on my laptop."

"That would be very helpful, Jones when you're done, I want you to look through Mr. Smythe's list and identify who has been released out of prison recently.

~**~*~* 9 o'clock~*~*~*~* dun dun dun~*~*~***~

Everyone anxiously waited for the phone in the center to ring.

Peter grabbed the pad of paper and scribbled largely on it When they call, remember to remain calm. Put it in speaker phone. Don't say you've talked to the FBI, then showing the piece of paper to Benjamin Smythe. The elder Smythe nodded in response.

The phone finally rang, Benjamin Smyther falteringly picked up the phone, answered, and put it in speaker, as he was told. Peter pointed at his team, cueing them to start tracing and identifying.

"Umm..Hello?"

"Benjamin…So glad you picked up…You're finally getting what you deserve you bastard."

"Who are you…Where is my …son?"

"What fun would it be if you knew who I was…You took everything away from us, so now we're getting even. If you want to see your son alive, you're going to bring the money."

Cooper took the pad away from Peter and scribbled on it. Find out if Blaine's okay. Benjamin Smythe nodded.

"How do I know my son is okay ?"

"I'm sending you a video feed of him…just to prove to you that your little rich boy is still alive. Happy?"

Benjamin clicked the accept button and received the video. The camera slowly closed up on Blaine, his face bruised and drugged with tape covering his mouth. A man in a mask ripped the tape off and pulled Blaine's curls jerking his head back. "Look," the man said pointing at the camera phone. "Daddy wants to talk to you," his voice, distorted, as if a voice mixer was being used. Blaine could barely look up, not entirely sure what was happening

"Blaine, it's me…dad… It's okay, I'll get you out of there soon." Benjamin had said, although he didn't personally know the boy, he felt his gut wrench at how pitiful the boy looked

Blaine had not known who was talking, the kidnappers had no video of whoever it was talking, but they seem to be able to see him. Whoever it was he was glad that at least someone was coming.

Cooper fought the urge to cry and just break down in the middle of the bureau. Sebastian, on the other hand could not get a hold of his emotions and burst out at the phone.

"Blaine are you okay? Don't worry, we'll find you. I promise" Sebastian practically yelled. Peter glared at the tall boy and put his finger on his lips, motioning the boy to stay quiet.

"Who was that?" The men sounded spooked "If you went to the police… We will not hesitate to kill your son."

Peter shook his head, Benjamin understanding what he had meant. "No I haven't gone to the police, please don't hurt him," who had sincerely been concerned for Blaine. "It's my other son, Sebastian, he's just worried about his younger brother.

"Alright, bring the million dollars at 12 o'clock on 52nd street, where the near the warehouses…Lot 7a. Come alone"

"That's in 3 hours…I can't get that kind of money in 3 hours…"

"Oh, that's your problem Smythe. How much is your child worth—" Then the other line hung up.

Benjamin Smythe turned and faced his son, and the FBI force and said "I really would help, but I can't give that much money, I'd be more than willing to give half the amount…"

"Dad…" Sebastian pleaded, alongside Cooper who looked like he was about to just lose it.

Peter said calmly, "Thank you so much Mr. Smythe, I know we are already asking for a lot, the bureau will take care of the rest," he said looking directly at Cooper.

"I have another condition though… I'm be the one there at the trade-off…"

Sebastian was ready to volunteer himself, when his father interrupted him , "not me, or my son."

"I'll do it then." Cooper confidently stated.

A/N: I actually don't have much to say. Or rather I'm saying the same thing. Keep reviewing, if you have any ideas on how you want this fic to end, or constructive criticism feel free to tell me! And oh, I still have a lot of work, but I'm trying not to leave long gaps of not updating. THANKS!