They arrived at the first address before sunrise. It was an old apartment building on the edge of Newark that seemed abandoned for awhile. Jamie and Danny quickly jumped out of the car and conversed with the team to see how they'd go into the building. Jamie was understandably antsy and was repeatedly glancing up at the building. If Danny wouldn't have been there to rein him in, he likely would've ran inside from the moment he got out of the car without any backup.

Jamie, Danny, and a few others covered the side of the building while the rest of the team covered the other entrances.

"Why is everyone taking so long?" Jamie pressed urgently. "We need to go in."

"They're going, Jamie. They're going," Danny assured his brother. Then, he tapped on the officer standing ahead of him. "ETA on when we're getting this thing going?"

"Thirty seconds," he responded before turning and speaking into his radio. "Are we ready?"

A chorus of "yes" was heard. Danny looked back at his little brother, who was staring straight ahead, itching to get inside.

"Three… two… one… GO."

They infiltrated the building quickly. Jamie's eyes wildly scanned each room, hoping for anything that would bring him closer to finding his wife and daughter.

"Eddie! Grace!" he called out. His heart was gradually lowering into the pit of his stomach with each room they cleared. With each minute that passed by, he felt that they were getting further and further away from him.

All of sudden, they heard one of the officers call out over the radio.

"We found something," they said. "We're in the last room on the east side was the building."

Jamie and Danny looked at each other before running over there. They made it to the room in question and walked inside.

"Oh my god," Danny whispered as he looked around.

In the room, there were hundreds of pictures decorating the walls. And a majority of them were of multiple outings of Eddie, Grace, and even Conor. Jamie suddenly felt himself get sick.

"The bastard has been tracking them since Christmas…" Danny said quietly. He pointed to a photo and shook his head. "Grace had that dress when we went to mass that morning."

Jamie reached out and placed a hand on his brother's shoulder to steady himself. "Danny…" he trailed off.

"It's okay," Danny comforted his brother as he put an arm around his shoulder.

"I'll kill the bastard as soon as I have my hands on him," Jamie said, his hands balling into fists.

"I'm right there with you…" Danny trailed off as he led him out of the room.

Erin let out a yawn as she walked down the stairs carrying Conor. Thankfully, the little boy had remained asleep after his father left and woke up in much better spirits. Despite this, he was still missing his parents and sister and had asked for them when his aunt went into the room to get him.

"There he is," Henry said they entered the kitchen. He took the little one from his granddaughter and hugged him tight.

Erin ran her fingers over his light locks, "I'm glad he got some rest after Jamie came. But I anticipate that there's going to be more of what happened last night until Jamie is able to come back again."

"Have you talked to your brothers?" Henry asked.

"I try not to call because I know they're busy," she replied. "Jamie only texts me for updates on Conor. Danny answers sporadically. It's been a few hours since we've talked."

"It's times like this where I wish that I was still in the field," Henry sighed. "I would've been right there with them looking for Eddie and my little sweetheart."

"I know, Pop," Erin responded.

"But… my place right now is to be here with Conor," he said, pressing a kiss to the side of his head. "I don't plan on leaving his side until both of his parents come back for him."

Grace's condition had slowly started to worsen as the hours went on. The sun was up now but it was still cold. The little girl was getting pale. Eddie eventually resulted to pulling off her own shirt and using her own body heat in effort to warm up the four year old. She managed to keep her talking for awhile but eventually, the little girl went to sleep out of drowsiness.

She knew that she had to act now. She couldn't lose her little girl this way. She just couldn't. She would never forgive herself if something happened to her.

Eddie looked at the small opening they had in the room. Maybe Grace could fit through it, but considering her current state, there was no way. Her next and only viable option was the door. She knew it was risky but it was one she was willing to take so she could get help for her daughter. She stood up and walked over to the door with Grace in her arms. She jostled the door knob to find that it was locked from the outside.

She groaned, "Damn it."

Eddie went back and laid Grace on the ground, tucking the blanket around her. She put her shirt back on and went back up to the door. With all the energy she had left, she gave a few hard kicks.

"Come on. Come on!" she exclaimed.

Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, she was able to bust it open. Immediately, she was greeted by Alicia, who was standing beside an unknown man.

"Go back in there," Alicia said simply with a slight warning tone in her voice.

"I need help for my daughter," Eddie countered. "She's showing signs of hypothermia. I need to get her to the hospital!"

"Listen to Alicia," the man said. "Get back in there. I don't want to hurt you or the little one. But if you keep acting out like this, then I'll have to do something about it."

"You're not going to do anything!" Eddie exclaimed.

All of sudden, the man reached out and slapped Eddie. It took her by surprise and she needed a moment to compose herself.

"Do you think you want to listen now?" the man asked with a sly grin.

"No," was all she managed before throwing an upper cut to the man's jaw, taking him off his feet and knocking him out cold.

Next, Eddie makes a daring escape and Jamie and Danny are suddenly called to a high speed chase in the area that leads them a lot closer to finding Eddie and Grace than they realize.