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When two innocent victims are snatched violently in the darkness of the night, 10 Squad find themselves in the middle of it all!

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Disclaimer: Some foul language and strong scenes present. Reader discretion is advised.

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Six hours. Three hundred and sixty minutes. Twenty one thousand, six hundred seconds. No news. Nothing. Zip.

The mood at HQ was somber. It was as if time had stopped. Grays were grayer, shadows were bigger, darkness covered the whole building. Twenty squad was hungry, thirsty, tired and exhausted. Their eyes and brains pleaded for a break. Surveillance after surveillance;video after video after video. Same information they already knew.

The vehicle was intervened by something, guided out of route and then...gone! Disappeared from the face of the Earth! Nobody had a clue where they were headed. Police and FBI were able to catch who they believe was one of the perpetrators. However, after discovering his dead body in his cell, they found themselves with no real lead.  They were gone...in the wind!

For Street it meant much much more than just one...it was two, taken! His heart was heavy, his brain on a trance, his lungs gasped for air. He couldn't just sit still, he wanted to throw all the damn rule books out the window and just get out there. He would look through every corner of the Earth if he needed to, but... he needed her -them- back.

He was sick and tired of waiting...looking aimlessly at videos that showed nothing. Waiting for instructions that took too long! Why so much protocol? They had the best technology available on the planet at their disposal, yet...nobody knew? Nobody could find the hostages? Impossible! He was not going to accept anything less than perfection!

RIIIIING RRRRIIIIINNNNGG

Hondo's phone rang, making him jump out of his skin. He, just like the others, had been glued to a screen for hours, looking for anything that could help. He took a quick glance at the mobile, shrugged it off and clicked on the red button. He and his team were under a lot of pressure, as was the LAPD. They needed to find the missing hostages... and alive!

CLICK CLICK CLACK CLACK

From the corner of his eye he saw Street, angrily hitting the keys on the laptop. He seemed extremely annoyed and angry. Hondo shook his head slowly, understanding perfectly how much pressure he must be feeling. It reminded him of the op in which they came together to save him from an abduction on a plane. Chris really came through. It was clearly a team effort, but Hondo had to give it to her, she saved his life. Now, Street probably felt he needed to step up and help her. That car was somewhere...they just needed to figure out the destination. Hondo was confident on his team!

"Damn!" Street said slamming down his headset hard on the desk. He got up abruptly and headed out.

"Street! Street!" Hondo called.

Tan, Luca and Deacon turned to Hondo, as he headed towards the young angry officer.

"Leave me alone!" Street said sternly, not turning around at all.

BEEP BEEEEP

Hondo's cellphone vibrated, again, this time with a text. Hondo kept glancing at Street as he took it out. Just as Street was reaching the door, Hondo read the message.

"The kids! They got something!" he said, turning to the three that were still sitting.

Everyone froze, including Street, who by now had reached the door. He quickly turned around to face Hondo. Holding the cellphone up towards himself, Hondo frowned at Street.

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