A\N: Here's the next chapter. I hope everyone likes it. Italics are thoughts and italics with quotation marks are memories.

Disclaimer: I do not own Chicago Fire, Chicago PD, NBC or Global

Spoilers: Season one of Chicago Fire and Chicago PD's 101 "Stepping Stone" and 102 "Wrong Side of the Bars"

Warnings: None

Chapter 11

Matt slammed on the breaks and he and Gabby jumped out of the car, not bothering to show ID's to the police they ran into the house.

"What do you know?" Gabby looked at her older brother with pleading eyes.

"Nothing yet but we've alerted bus stations, train stations and airports, we've also got in touch with the FBI and the LAPD. We'll find them," He assured her.

Gabby shook her head and collapsed into Matt's arms and cried, he was crying as well.

Being told to stay upstairs Eva had heard her aunt and uncle's voices and ran down the stairs, "I'm so sorry!" She sobbed, "I didn't know what to do. He had a gun and I wanted to get Dad but…."

"Hey, hey," Matt turned to the teenager and pressed his hands firmly on her shoulders, "It's not your fault."

"Yes, it is," She cried, "I shouldn't have let her go. I should have taken the gun."

"Eva… Eva…." Antonio stepped forward, "We already talked about this…." He saw the rest of the Intelligence Unit file into the house.

Following her father's gaze Eva stepped back and looked between Matt and Sergeant Voight knowing the pas history between the two men.

Voight stepped forward and locked eyes with Matt, "Lt. I know I've done things in the past…. That….. he trailed off "But I can assure you that I will do everything in my power to get your niece back." He stuck out his hand.

Gabby squeezed Matt's hand and then stepped forward, "You helped save Diego. I'm willing to trust you," She shook his hand.

Matt looked between Gabby and Antonio and his mind swirled with what he could do. The man had tried to kill him on multiple occasions, yet he had helped save Diego and Antonio spoke highly of him, despite his somewhat un-conventional methods. He had also been more then willing to give Antonio extra time off for him to help look after Isobel and Neaveh.

Swallowing hard he stepped forward and stuck out his hand and shook Voight's. The entire room let out a collected sigh of relief and then Voight asked Antonio what had happened and what action had been taken so far.

Antonio explained the situation regarding the custody battle and and that he'd alerted the LAPD and the FBI.

"Alright Halstead and Lindsay you go talk to his lawyers. Ruzek and Atwater you go get show a picture of Violet to all of the bus stations, train stations and airports. I want roadblocks at every exit to the city and somebody call Burgess and Roman."

Atwater and Ruzek walked over to Matt and Gabby and Ruzek swallowed and spoke to Gabby, "Do you have any recent pictures of Violet? It'll be returned."

Gabby nodded and shakily handed over one of Violet's school pictures.

"Thank you," Atwater said and the two men left.

"Daddy!" Violet hurried to catch up to her father as he sped into the airport, "Daddy where are we going?"

Jim turned and looked at his daughter, he could tell she looked scared and that wasn't good for his plan. If she looked scared then the guards could start asking questions and they'd figured everything out. He needed to come up with an excuse and make her feel better, the excuse he could do, making her feel better on the other hand was going to be tricky; he was never any good at being a father; he assured himself though that he wouldn't' have to do it for long just until they got to Los Angles and he got the money. Then he'd have her taken care of.

"Look honey we need to go to Los Angles to get some money and then we can go somewhere nice and live in a big house."

"Chicago?"

"No, no this is the last time you'll be in Chicago."

She gasped and began to cry, "But I'll miss Uncle Matt and Auntie Gabby and-" He grabbed her closed and put a hand over her mouth. Making sure no one was paying much attention he pulled her to the side pulled a wig and hat out of a bag.

"Put these on and be quiet!" He ordered as his patience with the child thinned.

"Why?" She looked at the items.

He glared at her, "Just do as I say!" He wished he didn't have to check his gun in cary-on. He shoved a backpack into her hands, he had put things in it he had stolen to make it look like Violet was well cared for, he'd done the same for her checked luggage.

"Daddy what are those?" Violet asked as she looked at the fake passports that doesn't look like me."

"Shut up!" He growled and forcefully pushed her against the wall, "Do as I say!"

"You're hurting me!" She cried.

He sighed heavily but worried that he might draw attention he removed his hands from her; instead he took one of her arms and and put the brown wig on and covered it with a hat. He then put a wig on over his hair and a fake mustache and beard on. "We're going through security now so be quiet. If you don't I think I'll have to pull out my gun when we're in LA." He hissed as he grabbed her arm and pulled her along.

When it was there turn at the security clearance the border guard checked their tickets under fake names and didn't give them a second chance. Jim grinned and took Violet's hand more forcefully and went to the bordering gate.

"The lawyers aren't saying anything!" Lindsay announced with a huff of annoyance as she and Halstead arrived at the district as Antonio was filling out information on the crime board.

Coming out of his office Voight crossed his arms and said, "You think they're in on it?"

"I wouldn't be surprised," Halstead responded, "When we said we were cops they almost threw us out."

"Clamed their clients get harassed by the police all the time," Lindsay quipped, "Thy represent murders, rapists and apparently slim ball kidnappers. They said we weren't getting anything until we got a warrant and even then I thin they're sheading files right about now," She sat down in her chair. "How are your sister and her fiancé doing?" She asked Antonio.

The phone rang and Voight went into his office to answer it.

"Not so good," He rubbed the bridge of his nose, "This was the last thing they needed. Violet was getting a lot better and now-" He shook her head, "The only good thing that'll come out of this is that they'll finally be able to legally adopt her."

Hanging up the phone and sprinting into the bullpen Voight said, "That was Atwater they're at O'Hare a woman told security about a girl crying about missing Chicago. They caught her at the gate of her plane and they're going to talk to her now."

"We need to contact all the airports in LA!" Antonio ran to his phone and picked up the receiver.

"Good idea," Voight nodded.

"Daddy I don't want to leave Chicago," Violet whined as they bordered the plane. "Do I need to go?"

"Yes!" He looked at her and lowered his voice, "Now if you don't be quiet something very bad is going to happen to you," He hissed and forcefully pushed her into her seat and buckled her in, making sure it was tight.

"Is everything alright?" A flight attendant asked as she walked by.

"Yes, fine my daughter's just scared," Jim lied, hoping the woman would believe it.

"Okay," The flight attendant walked away.

Violet looked at her father and closed her eyes to try to sleep I want Uncle Matt and Aunt Gabby," She said silently and wished she could hug them. As the flight went on she continued to keep her eyes closed and pretend to be asleep so her father couldn't hurt her again. At some point she remembered something Matt had told her

"If you anybody ever hurts you and you feel unsafe you find an adult you can trust. Aunt Gabby, myself anyone at 51 or any police officer you see."

She was going to tell that nice lady who asked if she was okay; and she had a plan on what to do, she opened her eyes and looked at her father, "I need to go to the washroom."

Jim didn't hide his distaste; "Hold it until we get to LA."

"I can't," Violet whined,

"Fine," He undid her seat belt, "But no talking to anyone." He warned her.

She nodded her head and walked as calmly as she could down the aisle seeing him watching her she went into the washroom and slipped to the ground and began to cry. She wanted to be brave but she couldn't do it.

"Is everything okay in there?" Another flight attended heard the crying and became worried.

Through her tears Violet whimpered, "Help me."

"Help you? Help you with what?"

Violet heard multiple voices and then the voice she recognized, the flight attendant that had asked her if she was okay "Can you open the door sweetie?"

Violet stood and opened the door; her eyes soaked with tears she nervously looked down the aisle and whimpered, "Help me."

She could tell the girl was in trouble so she quickly closed the curtain and blocked off the area, "What's wrong sweetheart?" She asked gently."

"My Daddy took me!" She sobbed, "But he can't, he can't! Uncle Matt said he wasn't allowed too."

"Ssh," She soothed, "What's your name sweetheart."

"Violet Casey," She looked up at the woman, "Are you a police officer in the sky?"

The middle-aged woman laughed, "Something like that sweetheart, why?

Violet took off her wig and hat and hugged the woman; "My Daddy said he'd hurt me if I told anyone. But I can trust police officers."

"Oh sweetie you can trust me," She hugged her, "My names Meagan and I have children a little older then you. Can you tell me some more about why your Daddy took you?" She signaled another flight attendant to notify the captain of the situation.

"Violet you better be finished," Jim hissed and attempted to draw the curtain but a male flight attendant stepped forward, "Sir I'm going to have to ask you to go back to your seat." He looked at him sternly, "Lets go," He ordered and took Jim back to the seat and sat down in the aisle.

"He has a gun! He said he'd hurt me with it," Violet watched horrified as the man took her father back to sit down.

"He won't honey he won't," Meagan assured her and looked at her, "Do you want to stay here with me."

"Uh-huh," She nodded and Meagan lifted her up into one of the seats the flight attendant used. Then the pilot emerged from the cockpit and said, "I hear your name is Violet. My name is Brian and I'm a pilot. Would you like to see how planes work?"

"Yes please," She nodded and followed the pilot to the cockpit.

"This is Jason he's my assistant, now can you stay here with him well I talk to Meagan."

"Yes sir," She nodded her head.

"Her names Violet Casey, her Uncle and his fiancée have custody of her. Her father is suing them for it. They reported her missing around five hours ago. We have the LAPD meeting us at the gate."

"Poor girl," Meagan shook her head, "She must be so scared and confused."

"Her Aunt and Uncle are flying to meet her at the airport but they're not leaving for awhile."

"I'll stay with her," Meagan offered.

"Thanks," Brian smiled and went back into the cockpit.

TBC

A\N: What do you think will happen when they land in the air? Will Jim try anything else to get the money he wants or will he be arrested.