I had this chapter done for quite a while but encountered computer issues :/. Sorry for the wait.

And to the guest, if my story doesn't seem worth it due to the length then I don't know what to tell ya. I write when I have time and the chapters are cut off where they are cut off for a reason. If I didn't, most of the chapter would be filler and almost nobody likes that unless it's fluff...or smut.

It's been three weeks since everything started. And each day that passes by Shelby becomes more and more restless. I can see the worry etched onto her face each time I see her. 'I don't blame her, but she's a strong woman. If my daughter was suddenly kidnapped then I wouldn't be able to hold composure the way she does.'

The creak of the cot as I adjusted my body on it in attempt to get comfortable disturbed by thoughts about my new boss. I wasn't aiming to feel like I'm laying on a Tempurpedic, but I wasn't going to settle for thinking I'd be better off laying on the ground.'You'd think they'd have better bedding for an...organization' That's right I still didn't know who I was working for. Despite bonding with Brittany, Santana, and Puck they still wouldn't tell me. Doesn't matter though. Once this is done and over with, I can move on with my life. Today was finally the day everything gets started and to say I'm not nervous would be a complete fucking lie. Everything was riding on me and everybody was counting on me.

'Guess I'm not as useless as you thought huh, dad?'

Brittany walked in, Santana trailing right behind her. The blonde had a smile plastered on her face which gave me comfort "We'll be initiating the mission soon, Quinn. San's gonna stay with you to make sure you don't forget anything. Rookie's always do from excitement."

I sat up and pushed my hair back, rolling my shoulder blades after "Britt, I don't think I'm really excited about this. I'm actually really nervous. What if I mess up? Then everything goes down the toilet"

The taller blonde walked over to me leaving a scoffing Latina behind. She sat beside me and tugged my feet onto her lap "Well you're not going to get very far with untied shoelaces, for one. And for two you should really take a brush to your hair sometime soon. It's really pretty and it shouldn't be tangled. I'd say it rivals even Lord Tubbington."

My eyebrows furrowed and my gaze shifted over to Santana. She shrugged her shoulders and went back to shuffling a deck of cards she found "Britt, my hair is the least of my problems right now. There are way bigger issues at hand."

"Well if you worry about your hair more than the mission then it won't seem so bad"

'She's right...kinda. I shouldn't be worrying about this too much. It'll just provide distraction'

"Thanks, Britt"

"Hate to break up your moment but we have to get moving, blondies" Can always count on Santana to ruin a tiny moment.

Rachel 's POV

I've lost track of how long I've been here. I'm trying to keep positive about this entire situation but it's hard. I have no idea what is going on and still don't know why I'm here. I'm hoping that I'm being searched for, but it's been so long. Did they forget about me? Did they even try? Or was I just deemed not important enough to rescue?

'No no Rachel stay positive. There is no way your mom would leave you here.'

The door creaked open and my body stiffened. A man, this time with an Irish accent, spoke up "Boss decided to give your little friend back, love. Be sure to thank him when he comes to see you tonight"

Their "boss" had been coming to visit me every night ever since the first. He never did anything to me. Just stared at me through his cut mask and complimented me, trying to coerce me to talk to him and tell me about him. He wasn't forceful and was rather polite. Charming even, but I didn't dare test his patience and told him simple little things about myself. Maybe it was because I was scared, or maybe it was because I was slowly losing myself being alone in this dark room.

The masked Irishman snapped his fingers in front of my face "You hear me? Be thankful he isn't in worse shape. Don't know why he ain't. If it were up to me he'd be in a Bronze Bull"

l looked passed the man and saw Finn on the ground. His face was beat up and he had a make-shift cast on his arm. Upon closer inspection I could make out various cut marks on his legs all clean. "Finn! Are you alright?"

His voice cracked "Rachel, I'm so so sorry. I-I…" He stopped talking and turned his head away from my confused gaze as if he was ashamed.

"Your friend here told 'em everything they needed to know"

My eyes widened "Finn…What did you tell them?"

The masked man left the room laughing all the way closing the door, and leaving us in the dark.

Quinn POV

There was no need to be debriefed for me. I zoned in and out the entire time. Listening to Shelby would only make the butterflies in my stomach bigger.

I was brought into the room I was to do my work in and am currently sitting in the plush leather chair. This technology was far more than I needed, but it could prove useful. Dual-monitors, 23" each, each touch screen, and a sleek keyboard with backlit keys. The mouse was pretty damn fancy too.

Santana, Brittany, and Puck were already sent out and were currently awaiting my orders of where they should head. Shelby was off to the side, busying herself with paperwork. I guess she needed a distraction so she didn't worry too much. I cracked my knuckles, rolled my neck, and bent my knees, cracking them too. Putting the headsets on, I motioned to some other workers that I was ready to connect with the agents "Can you guys hear me?"

"Loud and clear"

"Yeah, bro"

"Uh huh"

I booted up the computer and began to run checks "Alright so the main things I can track her by are all over the place. Most likely done by her nappers to throw us off. It's like detective work. I'll need all the clues to piece everything together. If things go right, we should be able to find her easy."

I gave them each a street and location to check out. Puck was to find her phone, Santana was searching for her Notebook, and Brittany was looking for her earpiece communicator thingy. Whatever, I don't need official names.

I swiveled around in the chair to face Shelby "Everything is a go. I just have to wait for the three to confirm they found what I need."

She lifted her head from the work and I could see the bags under her eyes "How exactly does this help?"

"Well finding the items will give me a general direction of where to look. They couldn't have taken her too far...well they could have, but I doubt it. I asked them for devices that have location finders on them. I can easily find out her last location. With that, I can know which camera feeds to hack into. I'll use street, store, museum, whatever. Any camera that could show me where she is or was."

She walked over to me and stared at the monitors "If you can't bring my daughter back, I don't think anything or anybody can"

I stood up and placed a hand on her shoulder "Don't worry. I always have a plan B. Now why don't you get some sleep? There's nothing that you or I can do until the three find evidence so there is no use in worrying"

Shelby sighed and walked over to the desk she was working at and picked up her things "You're right. Wake me if anything changes."

I gave her a smile and sat back down in my chair "You got it."

? POV

A knock resounded on my door "Come in."

Just the man I was waiting for "Ah, Russell come in come in. I'm glad you could make it."

Russell shifted his balance and attempted to be rid of his nervous posture but I saw it and smirked. He sat in the chair across from me "Well yes it would be rude to-"

I stopped the boy from polishing my shoes. I didn't know his name and didn't care to "Boy, poor him some Whiskey" He responded with a yes sir and went into my cabinet to retrieve the glasses and drink.

"Um, no thank you sir, I'm trying to cut back on drinking."

I let out a hearty laugh "Nonsense, Russell! This is simply to loosen you up. You look so tense right now."

The boy handed Russell a glass and he took a small sip before placing it on a coaster "Do you know why I called you in today?"

He rubbed the back of his neck, a nervous habit of his "No, sir."

"Well word on the block is that Shelby has your daughter."

He quickly stood up "What!?"

"Oh sit down, Fabray. It's a little too late to play the caring father now."

Ignoring me, he took the glass from the coaster and downed the rest of the drink "Did she hurt her? I'll kill that bitch."

A smirk wiggled it's way onto my face and I responded with a 'nope' popping the 'p' "She's actually working for her. In attempt to find my little hostages."

I stood and walked over to Russell roughly pushing him back into the chair "Now I know you aren't dad of the year, but you have to know some things about dear ol' Lucy. I'm gonna need to know anything and everything about her computer skills"

His mouth was agape and he looked like a fish out of water "Working...for Shelby?"

I clapped my hands in front of his face "Fabray, focus. I need you to tell me if I should be worried or not."

He blinked and rubbed his face with a large hand "Lucy has gotten into plenty of trouble over stuff like this since she was 13. She wasn't the most skilled or discrete person last I knew, but she was always determined and can easily find ways to work around blocks. I'm not sure how much her abilities have improved, but you should be worried."

I rested my hands on his shoulders and dropped my head down "Well fuck." I straightened myself out and walked over to my desk, picking up the phone. "Looks like I have to handle this. Moving would be too risky. You're dismissed."

Russell nodded his head and stood from the chair walking toward the mahogany door. Opening the door he stood in the doorway "You're not going to hurt Lucy are you?"

"I hope it doesn't come to that"

Quinn's POV

It's been a good 4 hours and I've heard word from everybody except for Brittany. Puck had returned while Santana insisted on going to her location and helping out. Santana's voice came through my headset "Quinn. Did you send the right address? Britt isn't here?

I rolled over back to the monitor "Uh, yeah. Dorrian's pizza place on 367 Butternut Road. Did anybody see her?"

I waited a few moments for her answer "One of the workers said a girl by her description was here but left 2 hours ago. Where the fuck is she Q?" I could hear the panic begining to rise in her.

"Calm down San, let me try a direct call from her and see what I find alright? You ask around some more."

I tuned into Brittany's communicator "Britt. Britt, it's Quinn. Do you read?" I turned the volume up, maybe it was acting up and I just couldn't hear her. I checked the monitor and saw that her communicator had been shut off. "Puck, her thing is off. Is there any way to turn it back on from here?"

He furrowed his brows, looking just as confused as me "Yeah. Hey Tina, Britt's mic is off, can you turn it back on?"

Tina walked over "Off? Why would it be off? Nobody is supposed to turn it off. She jogged back over to the station that handles the communications and flipped a switch, turning it back on.

I didn't hear Brittany, but I did hear something else. Heavy footsteps and two men "Hey, you think boss man will let us have her for a little fun tonight when she wakes up?"

The other man responded "No, you fucking idiot. He won't. I don't want to anyway. Gay, remember?"

"Aw Seb, you're no fun."

'Seb' sharply replied "Jesse, shut the fuck up."

Jesse sighed and all went quiet for a moment "Hey, shouldn't we break her communicator thing? They have tracking devices don't they?"

Seb answered "Nah. Boss said to just turn them off because he's gonna have some people place it somewhere so they can't find her."

"Well it's on you dipshit. I see the light. Hold still, let me turn it off."

The line went dead. Tina went to turn it back on but I told her not to. I couldn't risk them figuring out somebody was listening to them.

"San, come back. Britt was taken too and I have her location. If they're taking her where Rachel is, our job just got a lot easier"

It was quiet on Santana's end for a while "Alright." Was all she said before she muted her line.

Sorry again for the wait. Can any of you guess who the "boss" is? What did Finn tell? All will be answered soon.