Constitution remained awake all that night as well. She had promised to never sleep until the brothers were found. Bainbridge didn't like this. "Constitution you have to rest." He growled to her late that night. She shook her head. "I can't." She replied. "I won't until we catch these bastards." "You won't be much help to the unit if you're too tired to work." He said. "I've done all nighters before, it's nothing new." She said. "When you were in active service which was over a century ago." He retorted. She shrugged. "I can still do it." She said. "Constitution, please..." He begged. "Please what Isaac?" She sighed. "Don't wear yourself down like this." He replied. "I'm not about to rest while my city is in danger." She growled. Issac was about to answer but another officer came running up then. "Bainbridge, get in the car let's go!" He ordered. "What's happened?" Bainbridge demanded. "A local called in, says he found a body under a tarp in his yard." The man replied. Bainbridge raced off and Constitution, flinging her mooring lines, followed after the parade of FBI and Police units.

She dropped anchor at the end of the wharf, keeping a watchful gaze on the roads coming in and out it. Her training kept her perfectly still and her night black hull did its job. Only the whites of her eyes, flashing occasionally in the darkness, could be seen. Sirens could be heard in the distance and Constitution tensed as they grew louder and louder and louder. The brilliant flash of headlights blinded her before she felt the sting of bullets against her wooden hull. They didn't have much affect against the wood until she cried out suddenly as one struck her left eye. Now knowing where to aim, the unknown assailant or assailants fired full magazines right into her bow. Most bullets made their mark. Blood filled Constitution's eyes, blinding her. Unable to see, the frigate was helpless against her attacker. Voices shouted from somewhere nearby and a the sound of gunshots pierced the night.

Constitution felt her way along the dock, using it to guide her towards the sound when a sharp pain pierced her side. She cried out, hearing even more shouts and more gunshots. One voice rang out over the din. "CONSTITUTION!" It was Bainbridge. "Issac..." Constitution tried to move towards him but her side flared with pain. The noise faded into the background as she blacked out.