Eliot stood by the casket, laying a white rose on top of it, he leaned forward kissing the top pf it before walking away. Wiping the tears away from his eyes, he walked towards his car leaving the cemetery. He had one more thing to get through, visiting with her co-workers at the bar. He drove back towards Mc Rory's Place.

His tears were real, he had no idea were Mack was, if she and their baby were okay. Pulling up out front, he laid his head on the steering wheel, get through the next few hours then they could start looking for her. "Hold on Mack, I'm coming for the two of you. I love you baby." He got out of his car and went inside.

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Mack had been in Florida for three days now, she lived in a house on the beach, a house staff to take care of her. She had a nice vehicle to get her around town, money to buy whatever she wanted. Anyone else would be happy, she was miserable, she missed her family, she missed her husband. Remembering that she no longer was Dr. Mackenzie Spencer but now a widow Fiona Douglas, is what would keep her family alive.

Sitting on the patio, she felt the breeze from the ocean on her face. She needed to find a doctor today, placing her hand on her stomach she smiled. "You're daddy loves you very much...I wish I could have been stronger."

Going inside she looked for some of the female staff, she needed some names of OB/GYNs. Finding the cook Lydia, she asked her for a recommendation, Mack called the names and made an appointment for the next week. With that done, she walked down to the beach, walking along the waterline, Mack waded in the water. The sun was beating down on her body, she turned to head back towards the house, needing some water, and to cool down.

Walking inside, Lucas was waiting for her. "Fiona, nice to see you again. Are you settling in?"

"Yes, thank you. I have a doctor's appointment next week, I need my health records from Boston."

"I can get those for you, I'll have then faxed to you."

"Thank you." She smiled at him.

"Is everything else to your liking?"

"Yes, thank you." She hated being nice to him, being polite, she wanted to kill him. Murder him with her bare hands for what he was doing to her and Eliot. She couldn't even imagine the pain he was going through, the pain that Nate was going through. To know that they'd lost her again, for Eliot the pain was double. She let put an exhale, wishing that this was a nightmare and that she'd wake up next to Eliot.

"I have a meeting this afternoon, then I'm going back to Boston tonight. You should have your records by tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you." She watched him leave, she had to come up with a plan on getting out of this mess and get back home.

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"Spencer, it's Quinn."

"Have you found anything on Mack?"

"It's like she disappeared man, I'm sorry."

"Any word on someone wanting revenge or payback on me?"

"That list is long, I'm still running names."

"Quinn, man please help me find her."

"I've got this Eliot, I won't stop looking."

"Thanks.." He ended the call, sinking down on the couch. Picking the picture frame up off the table, he looked at their wedding picture. Leaning his head back on the couch cushions he held the picture to his chest. Closing his eyes, he didn't want to ever give up hope, he fell asleep dreaming of her. The next morning his phone woke him up.

"Hello." Feeling groggy from sleeping on the couch, he cracked his neck trying to wake up.

"El, someone hacked into the hospital's records last night and into several patient's files. One of them being Mack's, just from Dr. Patty's office, her OB/GYN." Eliot sat up, suddenly alert.

"Any idea who?" He was hoping this was the break they needed to find her.

"I'm still working on that end! Come to Nate's, we're working on some leads."

"I'll be there in a hour." Eliot got up from the couch, hoping that this would lead them to her.

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Mack woke up the next morning, laying in bed for a few minutes, waking up. There was a knock on the door, it opened slowly. "Ms. Fiona, what do you want for breakfast?" She smiled at Lydia, the woman was kind and sweet.

"I'd love some waffles and strawberries. Give me thirty minutes and I'll be down to eat." She smiled at the cook. "Thank you Lydia."

"You're welcome." Lydia left the room, Mack climbed from the bed going into the bathroom, getting ready for the day. A thought hit her Quinn, she had his number memorized, she just had to figure out how and when to call him. She knew in the end, it would be a mistake because it would get Eliot and everyone killed. Going down stairs she made her way to the kitchen, sitting down at the bar.

Eating her breakfast, she let the reality wash over her, that she had lost the love of her life for good this time. Looking down at her wedding rings, she couldn't help but cry.

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Eliot looked down at his wedding ring, closing his eyes he could feel Mack at that very minute. Come on baby, where are you? He didn't expect an answer, he knew if she could tell him where she was, she would. Looking out Nate's window at the street below, he watched the traffic. He felt someone standing beside him, looking down he saw Parker.

"Hardison, will be able to find her. Then we'll go get her, and bring her home."

"Thanks Parker." She smiled at him, before walking off. There was a knock on the apartment door, Eliot heard Sophie going to answer it. She walked up behind him, handing him a box.

"It's for you." Frowning, he took the box opening it carefully, finding a tablet inside with a note to play the video, he did as instructed.

"My condolences to you Eliot on the passing of your wife and unborn child. It hurts when the people you love are taken from you unfairly. Pay backs are a bitch aren't they?" The screen went black, Eliot found himself on the floor. This was his fault, his wife was missing because of something he did in his past.

"Who was that?" Nate asked.

"Linus Prost, I killed his son in Germany ten years ago, he was holding a room full of people hostage. This is my fault..." Eliot got up off the floor, starting to pace. Nate put his hand out to stop him.

"Eliot, listen to me! We've made a lot of enemies over the years, anyone of them could have come after Mack. Don't blame yourself, now we know who. We can find her."

Eliot nodded his head, looking aroun the room at the people he considered family. "Hardison, let's find my pregnant wife."