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"How can we be sure that he won't be there before you?"

"we can't."

"no." Carl said sharply, shaking his head at David, who just shared his plan with Carl. A plan that included dropping Will off at daycare and waiting for the killer tracking them to go in after Will.

"We'll be there before anything can happen." He assured. "Carl, it's important-"

"i'm not sending my family into the arms of a fucking sereal killer." Carl snapped "I won't."

"This can help us find him faster."

"We'll find him without letting him have any chance of being near my family." Carl retorted.

"nobody will get hurt if-"

"You don't know that."

"We have a plan, gallagher, a good one." David sighed.

"We had a good plan last week, too, and four people died." Carl said, raising his voice as the memories of last week's case flashing through his brain, causing a shiver to run down his spine at the though of that happening to his child.

"We got the unsub." David reminded him.

"four people died." Carl repeated.

"Carl, you know how this stuff goes. without a little risk-"

"I've seen what this piece of shit does to people, and i'm not going to risk it happening to my son." he snapped. "I'm saying no."

David sighed, "Okay."

"so, what's plan B?"

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"Is this a good idea?" Rylee asked, looking up at Carl.

"it's the best idea we've got." He responded quietly.

"Is it gonna work?"

He sighed and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer into his side. "I hope so, baby."

Rylee leaned her head on his shoulder, and he leaned doe for a second to leave a chaste kiss on her her forehead.

"Alright, we're all set." max said after spending a while setting up a bunch of technical stuff, that Carl never understood, on the table.

"Okay, remember," David turned to Carl, "You're the only one who speaks. Stay calm, try to keep him on the line as long as possible."

Carl nodded lazily, already knowing. what to do as he's done it while working a case many times before.

David had managed to get the phone number to one of the phones that this man had been using, so they were going to call it in hopes of tracking his location.

The phone barely finished the first ring before somebody picked up.

"Agent Gallagher." the familiar voice came from the speaker, "i was beginning to think you'd never call."

"Mr. Meyer." Carl greeted simply.

"Did you get my gift?" He asked, referring to the box of photos and Will's items from their home. "You have a lovely home."

"What can I do for you, carl gallagher?" He asked when he got no response, chuckling quietly.

"I'm curious," Carl leaned forward in his seat, "Why is it that you've been out of prison for three days, but you haven't made any moves?"

He chuckled darkly, "well you see, I've got my eyes set on this pretty little nurse and her son."

Carl's jaw clenched as he listened to the man speak, and he took a deep breath to keep calm.

"but, I just can't seem to find them. They've been on the same routine for months and now they've disappeared." he explains dramatically, "Do you know where they might have gone, agent Gallagher?"

"No, I don't." he responded simply.

"I think you do." he laughed, "I think you've got them right there next to you and the rest of your little team of agents. I think you've called to keep me on the line so that you can track me down."

"Is that what you think?" Carl asked, not confirming or denying his statement.

"That is what I know." he sighed, "but, I also know that it takes at least 120 seconds to do so, and we're up to 95 so far."

"what do-"

"Goodbye, agent gallagher." he cut carl off, "I'll be seeing you soon."

"Mr. Meyer-" Carl tried to get his attention, but was answered with the beeping of the empty line.

"Max?" David asked quietly, trying to figure out if their plan had worked.

"He hung up too soon." Max said disappointedly, "I couldn't get anything that we don't already know."

Carl slammed his fists down on the table as he closed his eyes and took deep breaths through his nose, his jaw still tightly clenched. His efforts to calm down proved useless as his breath got even more rapid and his hands balled into tighter fists.

"God damn it!" He yelled as he stood up, smacking the first object he saw on the table in anger, causing papers to fly about the room.

"It's alright, Carl." Penny assured quietly, "We are going to find him."

He just nodded lazily and turned around to lightly grab Rylee's wrist. "Let's go find Will."

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"Hey, buddy, how'd you sleep?" Carl asked as Will stumbled toward him, lazily holding his stuffed animal in his hand.

"I don't wanna sleep on the couch anymore." Will whined just as he reached Carl and hugged his legs.

"I know, dude." Carl said as he leaned down, doing his best to pick will up from his grip on Carl's legs without tripping over him. "Just a little while longer."

Will opened his mouth to say something, but he stopped when he looked over Carl's shoulder, letting out a loud gasp as his eyes grew wide.

"Uncle Ian!" Will exclaimed, squirming in Carl's hold to get down and run around him.

Carl turned around to see Ian standing in the doorway of his office, smiling widely down at Will as he ran into his arms.

"Woah, you're getting so big." ian said, pretending to struggle holding him, causing Will to giggle.

"Hey man." Carl smiled as he approached them. "What are you doing here?"

"thought i'd come see my little brother." Ian said, hugging Carl with Will still in his arms. "it's not every day that my family gets tracked down by a crazy-"

"How did you know?" Carl asked, cutting him off before he said anything that would scare Will.

"Hey, Will? Can you go get me a cup of water please?" Ian asked, setting him down on the floor, watching him run away before facing Carl again. "Rylee's worried about you."

"She called you?"

Ian nodded, "she's just worried about the whole thing, and about how you're reacting."

"What do you mean how I'm-"

"I'm just here to help." Ian cut him off before he could ask any questions.

"Help?" Carl asked, Ian nodded. "Help how?"

"I brought Mickey."

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(oo ur boys are back

ian and mickey i fucking love it im gonna pretend that all that prison and mexico shit never happened

also sorry i am shitty at updating now lmao i am just sooo lazy and im Asleep like 80% of the time

love u tho hope ur enjoying this shit)

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