A/N Thanks for all the great reviews. Sorry for the delay in posting, weekends keep me busy and not a lot of opportunity to write. Anyway, I hope you like the next chapters.

Danny and Maria pulled up outside an old brick building, it started raining heavily . The buildings crumbling façade belying the business that was run from it. A faded sign said "Payne's Boxing Gym", and there were various posters advertising various matches that were long past date. Climbing out the car they approached the building and opened the door, ensuring their badges were on display and hands on their weapons they climbed the stair case.

"Hello, police" Danny called. A woman who had to be close to 70 walked out from around the corner

"Can I help you Officers"

"Detectives Reagan and Baez, we're looking for Gary Payne" Danny said, holiding up his badge for the lady to see.

"Not here" she answered shortly

"Any idea where they might be Mrs…?"

"Ms Delgado, and no"

"Are you sure Ms Delgado" Baez asked quickly noting the frustration that was becoming evident in her partners face "its really important"

"They got a warehouse upstate somewhere, use it to hold private fight nights. Maybe up there, dunno though haven't seen him for a few days"

Danny felt his stomach flip, this could be his next solid lead "Do you know where upstate? Do you have an address?"

Ms Delgado shrugged "Sorry, that's all I got. Now would you mind clearing out of here, I got a tonne of cleaning to do and your wet shoes are messing up my floor"

Before Danny could respond Baez took his elbow to turn him back to the stairs "Thank you for your help Ma'am" she said and she turned to follow her partner back down the stairs.

Baez found Danny standing in the rain "Get in the car, you're getting soaked"

Sitting in the car Danny turned to her "Well that hasn't gotten us anywhere. We know he has a warehouse but upstate is pretty damned big, its not going to be easy to track that down. For all we know Jamie could already be…."

"No, Danny, No. Look Jamie can take care of himself, he'll be fine. We'll find him ok, lets get back to the squad and start the search for that warehouse"

"That could take days"

"We'll find it" Baez hoped she sounded reassuring to her partner. She knew it could be a needle in a haystack search but a lead is a lead and this was theirs.

Jamie was in the "ring" fighting someone slightly more his size. So far he had managed to hold his own, much to the disappointment of the crowd. Remembering the last fight he had tried to keep his distance from the crowd as much as possible. A couple of times he had felt hands reaching to grab him but he was better prepared this time and quickly managed to shake them off.

His opponent stood at around 6ft 1in, so still a few inches on his 5ft 8ins but at least he wasn't built like goliath like every other man Jamie seemed to have come into contact with. Blocking a punch to his right Jamie kicked out at his opponents stomach sending him stumbling back in to the crowd. More boo's and jeers greeted Jamie as he swung at his opponent and knocked him clean on the jaw, his opponent fought back with an uppercut to Jamies already sore ribs causing him to hiss in pain to the cheers of the crowd. Facing off against each other Jamie and his opponent ducked and dived, punched and kicked, Jamie feigned a kick and as his opponent went to block Jamie took the opportunity to land a punch square on the side of his head. With a grunt his opponent dropped to the ground, unconscious, blood pouring from his nose on to the concrete.

The crowd erupted, angry shouts and jeers. Jamie just took a quick look around and walked back to the room. Shutting the door behind him he went to the bathroom and washed his face, panting from the fight he stalked out the bathroom as the door opened and Sarah walked in. She shut the door behind her and as she turned to face him he could see the worry in her face, evident in the crease in her forehead

"What did you do that for?!" she asked him, she was trying hard not to shout.

"Do what Sarah, defend myself. What, was that not good enough entertainment for the arena out there?"

"Jamie, you have no idea what my Dad is capable of. He's not going to like …." She didn't get to finish that sentence before the door swung open and Gary flew in his face beetroot with rage.

Launching at Jamie he wrapped one hand around his throat and pushed him back until Jamies back hit the wall

"You little punk, you think that was clever do you" he shouted in Jamies face his hand around Jamies throat barely stopping himself from squeezing the life out of him.

"If you thought I was going to go out there and take a beating, then you really have no idea what a Reagan is !" Jamie threw back at him. His rage was equally evident, he didn't ask to be here, he didn't ask to have been beaten, knocked unconscious , and held against his will.

Gary put his face right up to Jamies, Jamie thought that this was it, this was the moment Gary would kill him. He could feel the fingers closing tighter around his throat his windpipe starting to be constricted. Then Gary laughed and released him, pushing Jamie to the floor. As Jamie lay on his back coughing he crouched down to meet his gaze

"Yeah, well, tomorrow will not be so easy for you kid. "

He stood and walked out, his son Anthony entered the room. He looked equally pissed off "Get on the bed"

"Tony, let me deal with him" Sarah pleaded.

"Out" Anthony hissed at his sister. With a last look back at Jamie she walked out the door. Jamie stood up, trying to draw himself up to full height despite the pain in his ribs. He knew he was no match to Anthony, the guy was a giant but equally he didn't want to be curled up on the floor like a coward.

Anthony just grinned and walked over to him, one tree trunk size arm took Jamie around the throat and dragged him back to the bed. Throwing him down Anthony grabbed Jamies arms and wrenching them above his head handcuffed him to the bed. He put one hand on Jamies chest pinning him down

"That was some good fighting you did just then kid" he sneered "I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Guess who you're fighting" and with a laugh he pushed off Jamie and pushed out the door locking it behind him. Jamie just lay there with his heart beating heavily in his chest, if he had to face Anthony tomorrow then he knew his time was numbered.