No one had noticed Sarah's absence until dinner. Tim had stuffed Sarah's bed with pillows and put a wig under the sheets, so it would look like she was sleeping. The silly ploy worked for lunch, but the guard was suspicious when she was in the same position six hours later. He removed the pillows and yelped, "FUCK!"

Right away, he called the boss.

"She's gone."

The boss had been in Chicago, and he was livid. "What do you mean she's gone?"

"She stuffed pillows under her bed, so it would look like she was sleeping. She's gone."

Right away, the father suspected, "that Novak boy."

"Jamie?"

"No, the other one. He kept asking about her."

James Sr. was staying down the hall in the same hotel. He had no idea where his son had gone. "Tim lives in Michigan."

"Well, he kept asking about Sarah, and now she's missing."

"I'll track him down. If he has Sarah, I'll get her back."

That fucking stupid boy. James couldn't believe it. First Casey goes gay. Now Tim's is ruining his business. What the fuck is with his children? He called his older son, who had been in a hot tub with his hooker for the week.

"Hello Father," he said dryly.

"It appears your brother made off with your fiancée."

"What?" Jr. almost dropped the phone in the water.

"She's missing and apparently, he's been asking about her."

That stupid bastard. "What do I do?"

"Track him down, but don't engage him. I have people who can bring them back. I just need a location."

"Consider it done." Knowing Tim, he probably ran to Casey's. It can wait until tomorrow.

He knew where Casey worked and lived. It shouldn't be too hard to track down their useless brother.

"This movie would be better if Keira Knightley was in it," Tim babbled. "Now if I got to see her with her shirt off."

Casey made a face at him and the others laughed at him.

"Keep your dirty thoughts to yourself"

"Me … you're the one in a ménage a trois." Tim still couldn't believe that. "Jamie can't get a woman who isn't a hooker, and you got two girlfriends."

Casey wasn't surprised that Jamie slept with prostitutes. Ever since he got that job at Morgan Stanley, he just throws money at everything.

After the movie was over, Abbie and Serena headed back to the hotel.

"I want to get her in bed before she passes out on me," Serena told them.

"We both know you won't be sleeping," Olivia teased.

"Damn straight … I mean not straight but …"

"Bye Abbie," Alex called as she playfully pushed them out the door.

"How many of the ADAs here are lesbians?" Tim asked his sister.

She shrugged. "A lot I guess … especially on the softball team."

"I wonder what they're doing on the bus," Alex teased.

"We don't have a bus," Casey retorted. "The DA's office is way too cheap to pay for transportation."

Sarah fell asleep on the couch while the others were talking. Tim carried her to the guest room and slept on the couch.

Alex, Olivia, and Casey all went to bed. No one spoke, but it was clear this would be a cuddling night.

"How are you feeling?" Alex asked Casey as she embraced her.

"I'm glad Tim's in my life again. … I just wish it was because he wanted to be and not because he was fleeing unknown danger."

Olivia kissed her nose. "Out of all of the people in his life, you were the one he trusted. I know he hurt you before but that counts for a lot."

The siblings had a lot to talk about, but it could wait for another day.

Sarah woke up in a panic. She was in a strange room and had no idea how she got there. She flipped on the light and started to remember. I'm in New York. I'm safe here.

She got into the bathroom and splashed some water on her face. She was about to go to bed when she saw Tim in the kitchen, getting more cheesecake.

"You want some?"

She wasn't used to having free range of an apartment. She could eat whenever she wanted and whatever she wanted. "Sure."

"This must be really hard for you," Tim said to her. "Just running away from everyone in your life."

"What about you? You're right here with me and you didn't have to."

Tim shrugged. "Michigan's alright, but I don't need anything that's there. I also still have my sister. Your family just sucks."

She snorted. "I had a brother, Joseph. He was the best brother a girl could ask for … until a drunk driver hit him head on. I was 14 when it happened." He never would have let Dad force her into a marriage. He would have protected her. She knew that much.

"I'm so sorry."

"You didn't hit him."

"I know, but you don't deserve the hand you were dealt."

Sarah took a bite out of the cake. "I think I just got a couple of good cards."

When Alex went to make breakfast in the morning, she noticed the dent in the cheesecake.

Now I got two Novaks here, I should buy more food.

She decided to make omelets, bacon, and biscuits for breakfast. She started getting her station set up when Olivia came into the kitchen.

"You're up early," Olivia usually slept in as much as possible.

"I wanted to get to the station and see what I could dig up on Sarah's family."

Alex nodded in agreement. "See what you can find out on James Novak, both of them and would you be able to get disposable phones." She didn't want to say the worst of Casey's family without proof, so lets get some proof.

Olivia nodded. "We should also get some for us." If they both had throwaway phones, it would be even harder for them to track us.

"Are you going to stay for breakfast?"

Olivia shook her head. "I'll take a smoothie and a power bar."

Alex frowned. "Alright, but I want you eating proper meals for the rest of the weekend."

"Yes Mom!"

"Don't call me Mom," Alex sassed.

Olivia knew it got on her nerves. "But you take such good care of me."

"I can always stop …"

"Don't you dare!"

While Olivia was out, Alex fed everyone else.

Tim was very appreciative. "This is great." He was used to eating cheap breakfast burritos in the morning.

Alex really piled on Sarah's plate. She was a little worried about the girl. She was so thin.

Casey ate everything that was in front of her. "I swear I'm going to gain 200lbs living here."

"I'm surprised you haven't already," Alex teased.

Casey stuck out her tongue. "Haha … maybe you shouldn't make so much food all the time."

"I only make so much because you and Olivia eat like you're half starved every meal. I can cook for four, and you two will gobble it all up without a second thought."

"She inherited those Novak genes," Tim told her. "We love to gobble, like turkeys."

Casey laughed, dumbass.

Munch and Fin were surprised to see Olivia in work on a Saturday.

"Miss me that much?" Munch teased.

Olivia rolled her eyes. "I had to check on something." She ran background checks on their suspects.

Jamie has two DUI arrests but no convictions. Bet he bought his way out of those charges. James had an assault complaint against him, but no one was arrested. Olivia wrote down the police report number. She'd have to file a request to get that report since it was out of state.

Stacey's family was more interesting.

The father had two fraud convictions from the early nineties. He got sentenced to probation and ordered to pay restitution.

It would be a reason not to give the father the inheritance.

Stacey's grandfather had a clean record and from the newspaper articles Olivia found, he seemed like a benevolent guy. He donated to the local Boys and Girls club and the Make a Wish Foundation.

He died five years before. All of his money had to have gone somewhere.

Before Olivia blew her whole morning, she left the 1-6 and headed to an electronics store where she could get five disposable phones. She saw a tracking jammer and thought it would be wise to get two of those just in case.

Olivia paid in cash; it didn't do much good if they tracked the purchases she made.

"Will that be all?" The clerk made a point not to make any eye contact. The less he knew, the better

"Yes."

"That will be 213.74 cents."

Olivia handed over 4 $50s and a $20. Alex always had cash in their apartment. She kept at least $10,000 in the safe at all times. The detective had thought it was a bit paranoid, but after a hit man shoots you, you're allowed to be a bit paranoid.

Jamie woke up to see two whores sleeping in his bed.

He opened the blinds and called out "rise and shine, now get the fuck out."

They knew better than to stay in this house a second longer than necessary. The women threw on what was left of their clothing and bolted.

Now it was time for work.

Jamie had a friend in New York who owed him a favor.

"Sticky, you motherfucker, answer the phone."

Sticky did not like being called before 1PM. He had his old lady in his bed, and he wanted to sleep in.

He was about to ignore it when he saw it was Jamie. He knew what Jamie would do if he didn't answer. "Motherfucker what do you want?"

"Nice to hear from you Sticky. I'm cashing in on that favor."

"What couldn't wait until the afternoon?"

"My bastard brother ran off with my fiancée. I want you to find them."

"And do what, I'm no hit squad."

"I just need an address. I have other people to take care of the rest."

Sticky groaned. "Alright, what do you have on them?"

Jamie described his brother and Sarah. "We have a sister in New York. I think they're hiding at her place."

He gave Sticky all of the information he had on his siblings. "I'll look for them."

"Find them," Jamie hung up.

"What a charmer!"

Sticky went right back to sleep. This could wait until the afternoon.

Olivia gave Tim and Sarah their new phones. "Don't call any numbers that might get traced. Don't call our normal cells or our work numbers. Don't call your friends from home or your boss. Keep these out of sight."

"Okay 007!"

Olivia rolled her eyes. "And keep this in your car." She handed over the jammer.

"What is this?"

"It jams signals, so if someone puts a tracker in your car, it won't allow the data to get to its target."

"You think they'll put a tracker on my car."

"If they find it."

Tim knew this was bad, but it was starting to get real.

Sarah looked terrified. Alex had an idea. "Why don't Sarah, and I have a spa day?"

"What?" Olivia questioned.

"This is all so nerve wracking, and it's not like anyone is going to be at the spa. Who would look for her there?"

Before Olivia could respond, Serena called Alex.

"Hey, you want to go to the spa."

"Yes, I was just proposing we make a day of it. Is Abbie coming?"

"HELL NO!" she yelled at the phone.

"How about you, me, and Sarah go? Us blondes have to stick together."

"I'm scared," Abbie cried out.

"2PM. We'll be there."

Alex got off the phone. "This is just what we need, massages, a sauna, that water with kiwis in it."

"I'll never understand how you like that stuff," Olivia told her.

"Oh I love being pampered."

"That's because you're a princess," Casey told her.

"And don't you forget it."