Barba felt the wind knocked out of him. Staggering back against his car, he took in quick deep shallow breaths. He was aware of Carmen calling his name, but he couldn't speak. He couldn't think. His throat was shut. His sight was becoming blurry and he was having trouble breathing. He felt as if someone had knocked the air out of him.

'Rafael?!'

"H-how?"

'We don't know. Second shift found first shift with their throats slit.'

"Are we-we sure it's Lewis?"

'Yes.'

"He had to have some help. There is no way Lewis could have pulled this off on his own." Barba's mind was working on trying to figure out how this could have happened. "Lewis is after Olivia. But Wheatley is after both Stabler and her. This is Wheatley's doing. Find Wheatley we find Lewis and Noah."

'The men have been shadowing him all day Rafa. He hasn't been in contact with Lewis.'

"What about his men? Have you been keeping tabs on them?!" There was silence on the other end. "Dammit! Wheatley is aware of the surveillance on him, if he is involved, he wouldn't have made the move on his own. Find his men." Getting back in the car, he peeled out of the parking lot. "What of Olivia?"

'She has agreed to go to the media and tell the truth of what happened in that beach house.'

Barba slammed his hand against the steering wheel a few times. "She does that and her career will be in jeopardy."

'There is no-'

"Yes, there is. Patch in James."

Olivia

Olivia took a deep breath, staring down at her speech. Her hands clutched the fragile papers. Glancing at herself in the mirror she fixed her uniform tie. Stepping out of her office, she was faced with the entire squad room. One of the officers had a camera set at her, recording the confession live. As she spoke of what she did that day, her mind was only on Noah.

Damn her career.

Carmen sat in the car just outside the station. Due to the failure of the last men, she was now tasked with watching over Olivia. Seeing the woman walk out with two other unknown officers, she followed two cars behind. As she parked the vehicle once more, her phone went off. "I have her in my sights. Just stopped at a restaurant a few blocks from the station. Two unknown officers as protection detail. One male, one female. My guess feds. We are running facial."

'Knowing Lewis, he will contact her directly. Are you in?'

Carmen rolled her eyes. "Yes, Barba. I hacked into her phone before I left the safe house."

'Any word on James's end?'

"They have agreed to your request. Although you know this is going to cost you? For them to do this, they will need to reveal some aspect of themselves." Carmen had hoped that would force him to change his mind. The organization would only prolong his debt to them. Anything to keep him working for them.

'After all of this is over, they will come down hard on her. This might be the only way to minimize the punishment.'

"I ho-" Her burner phone notified her of the incoming message. Looking at the picture she was glad Barba wasn't in the car with her. Carmen looked up, spotting Olivia sneaking out from the alleyway and into the car. "You were right, he contacted her directly. She's on the move."

'Carmen-'

"I got her Rafa."

Roof top

James kneeled, looking through the scope of his sniper. He had both Lewis and Olivia in his sights. "Noah isn't with them."

"Are you sure?" Carmen whispered as if anyone could hear her.

"I'm looking right at them." James muttered. "No Noah, just a little girl. Seems unharmed physically. Mentally that's a whole different story."

Carmen grabbed her phone looking through their files. "Must be the lawyer's youngest daughter. Lewis took her before he went after Noah."

"Son of a bitch is playing gun roulette." Taking the safety off, he aims for lewis's head. "Did you inform Rollins of their location?"

"Sent the message through the burner phone." Carmen assured him, looking down at the message she just received. "Barba has eyes on Stabler. Looks like he found Wheatley's hideout, he's requesting authorization to call in Billy and his team."

"Give it to him." James waited for Lewis to take the gun and aim it at himself. The moment he pulled the trigger, so did James. Watching the bastard go down, just as the sound of sirens was heard. "Let's go." Dismantling the weapon, he secured it in the case and walked off. "Give Billy and his team anything they might need. No record of their service must be known."

"On it."

Rafael

Seeing the four blackout SUVs stop behind him, he stepped out and greeted his old friend. Well, that was an understatement. He was his brother. "Billy."

Billy was a tall man standing at 6'1. Darker hair with equally dark eyes. Unnaturally dark with a close-cut beard. "Rafa." He pulled Barba into a hug, looking over at the manor. They were parked about two blocks away in an alley. "What's going on here?"

"They have something that belongs to me." Rafael glanced over his shoulder at the house they were about to storm. "I want it back."

Billy clapped his hands in a giddy manner. "Let's go get it back then." Turning on his heels to his team, he raised a finger and waved it in the air. "Gear up!"

Barba had seen Stabler walk into the house, only to be escorted back out at gunpoint. From the information he managed to get about the property, this house belonged to Wheatley's son. The same one locked away in prison. His men have reported having seen Wheatley's men come and go. Earlier today they witness two men arrive with a small child. They were unable to verify if the child was Noah, but Barba wasn't about to risk his son because of some doubt.

"Did you get the blueprints to the house?" Billy handed him a vest. "Or are we going in blind?"

Slipping on the vest, he secured the straps and belts. Raising his arms while Billy secured the straps he couldn't reach. Handing his phone, he checked Billy's vest to ensure it was properly secured. "Prints are on the phone."

"Only good option I see is going through the vent in the north of the building. It will lead us into the last bedroom." Billy studied the prints, not liking how big the house was. It had too many hiding places for an ambush. "We'd still be going in blind. No idea what is waiting on the inside." Running a hand through his hair, Billy shook his head. "I don't like this Rafael. We need more intel."

Stopping the man from ordering his men to stand down, he pulled out his wallet and showed him the picture of Noah. "They took my son, Billy."

"You-son?" His eyes flickered from Barba to Noah.

"I am going to get him back. With or without your help." Barba hoped he would join him. He couldn't do this alone and Billy was the best there was.

Sharing a look with his team, he scoffed a chuckle at getting nods from each one. "Let's go get your boy back." Slapping him on the shoulder, he grabbed the man before they could run out. "Hold it."

"What?"

"We can't just storm it." Billy pointed to the two guards standing by the door. "Alina and Derek, we need a distraction."

Derek nodded, running towards one of the cars. Dropping onto his back, he slid under the car slicing a couple of hoes, until the car was leaking every possible liquid it could. "Let's go."

Billy turned to the youngest of the group. "Micheal, can you get into the power grid?" The kid was already typing away on his laptop. "On my go, I want the power out."

"You got it."

"Now let's go."

Barba nodded, following him into one of the SUVs. They parked their vehicles a block away from the manor.

Derek and Alina parked on the opposite side of them. The rest of the team was on standby in a large van. Once the guards were contained, they were to pick Derek and Alina up.

Derek drove the vehicle until stopping in front of the gate.

Jumping out of the car, he slammed his door. "Piece of shit! I told you this thing was not worth the money you paid."

Alina climbed out with a scoff. "Just fix the damn thing."

"Fix?!" Derek popped the hood open, allowing the smoke to fly away freely. "Fix this?! This thing is gone! It's a piece of junk!"

Billy and Barba crept by the right side of the house. Billy glanced around the corner of his hiding spot to the front, watching the guards entertained by his agents. Two other men, by the names of Frank and Jeff, took the left side, taking cover behind an old shed.

Billy gestured up to a small window. "Think you can fit through that?"

Barba frowned, eyeing the panel. "Why not take the back door?"

Billy chuckled. "Sure, why not." Following behind him, he mumbled a low 'Buzz kill'.

Barba rolled his eyes. "Shut the hell up and hurry up."

Pushing up against the side of the door, watching as Barba did the same thing he raised his wrist to his lips. "We're in position. Frank? Jeff?"

'In position.' Frank answered.

"Jeff and you will take the bottom floor." Billy ordered. "We will take the top."

Barba nodded. "Noah is our priority."

"Noah's the priority." Billy repeated reassuring the man.

'Anyone gets in our way?' Jeff asked. 'What's the rule of engagement?'

Billy shared a look will Barba. "Get them out of the way." With a wide smile, he grabbed his weapon correctly doing a few mini jumps and breathing out in huffs. "Ready?"

"As ready as I'll be." Barba rotated his neck, trying to prepare himself for the coming events. Barba took a deep breath. Everything in him prayed to every holy being that Noah was here.

"Lights out."