(Sorry Nineteen is placed before eighteen. Read eighteen first)
Patton jumped at the sound of his phone going off. He was having lunch with Roman and Logan because they all had the same lunch hours that day. Logan and Romans phone went off at the same time.
"Must be Virgil, maybe he is wondering if we'll get lunch with him?" Roman said as he pulled out his phone.
"Should we have invited him?" Patton questioned.
"No, he'll understand," Logan responded.
Roman dropped his phone with a gasp as he read the message that had been sent. Patton picked up the phone to see the problem and showed it to Logan once he had.
"Logan, I need you to start tracking his phone via the text he sent you. I know it could take a bit but please try. Roman and I are going to the police station," Patton stated.
"I'll be on my way home then. If you have any updates call Remy I won't be able to answer my phone," Logan said as he stood and walked over to his car.
Patton and Roman got in Romans car, leaving Patton's car in the parking lot. They went their separate directions.
As Logan pulled up to the house he sent a text to his secretary to let her know that a family emergency had taken place and he didn't know when he would be back. He had also sent a text to both Roman and Patton's superiors.
"Hey what are you doing home?" Emile asked as he sat up from the cartoons he was watching.
"Virgil is with Carlos and he was drugged I have to track his cellphone. Can you have Remy make me a cup of coffee. Also Patton or Roman will be calling either you or Remy for updates because I can't receive any call while I am trying to track down Virgil's phone," Logan said quickly, rushing I to his office.
He had tracked down Romans phone from just a text before but he wasn't a professional. It had taken him two days to track down Romans phone and he didn't know if they had that long with Virgil.
Logan started hacking into Virgil's cell provider so he could get the access code to Virgil's phone. If he did it right he would be able to open Virgil phone screen via his own and do things such as open a god tracking app.
Patton and Roman arrived at the police station to find that it was mostly empty. They rushed over to one of the receptionist and began to explain the situation.
"Has he been missing for 24 hours?" The lady asked.
"No, but he is with his ex who used to abuse him!" Patton screeched.
"In sorry but we can't do anything if he hasn't been gone for 24 hours," the lady sighed.
"What the fuck do you do then? Can't a person who's been taken for within 48 hours? What the fuck is wrong with you!" Roman hollered.
"Sir, I am going to have to ask you to leave and to return in twenty-four hours," the lady stated.
"No! I need help now!" Roman countered.
"Roman, come on, they aren't going to help," Patton said, sending a look of contempt towards the receptionist.
"You're right, I'll call Remus and Janus and hope that they can come out we'll find him ourselves," Roman nodded as they walked out of the building.
"Yeah, they said they can't help until he's been gone for twenty-four hours," Roman heard Patton say. He glanced back to the see that the blue clad male was in the phone.
"Remy?" Roman asked. Patton nodded and continued to talk.
Roman:
Hey, I know you just left this morning but Virgil was taken by Carlos and we need all the help we can get to find him.Remus:
We are in our wayRoman closed his phone and started up his car, taking them to their house. When they arrived Remy handed them both a coffee and Emile handed them sandwiches (which they politely declined). Logan's office door was open and he was frantically typing and flipping through notes.
"Is he doing ok?" Patton asked Emile as he looked at Logan.
"Yeah, he's just worried. I think we all are. Virgil is a sweet boy and I know how you three feel for him," Emile smiled.
"I uh.. I don't know what you're talking about!" Patton squealed and turned away so that Emile couldn't see the blush rising on his face.
"I'm not an idiot Pat. I know you've got it bad. Don't worry, the others do to. When we get him back you should tell him. I think he might like you too," Emile stated.
"He just got out of a bad relationship,x Patton muttered.
"And that relationship had taken him to get kidnapped, I think he is over it. Besides he texted you three because he knew you would save him. He could have called 911," Emile countered.
"I'm going to go help Logan. Thank you Emile," Patton gave the cartoon loving male a hug before he made his way into Logan's office.
Roman was sitting on the couch in Logan's office, with a journal in his hand. Logan was still furiously typing and it seemed he had found the notes he was looking for.
"What are you looking at?" Patton questioned.
"This is Virgil's planner. It seems like he planned on going out with Carlos today," Roman said as he pointed to the scrawl that said: day with Carlos and movie night with boys
"But he did plan on coming home," Patton pointed out.
"Why would he go with Carlos in the first place though?" Roman inquired.
"We'll ask him when we find him, let's see
So if he planned on spending the day with Carlos then they were probably together for a bit that means that they probably went somewhere! Where would Virgil want to go?" Patton asked."He wouldn't go anywhere with a lot of people but with Carlos he wouldn't go anywhere with too little people either," Roman answered.
"Maybe the park? Southlake I think it was," Patton responded.
"Yeah, that might be it. He wouldn't like Origin, they have a letting zoo so there are a lot of people there," Roman nodded.
"So to Southlake we go. Logan we are going to Southlake park, call me if you go find anything," Patton said as he kissed Logan's cheek.
"Ok, I love you guys," Logan said but didn't look up from bus computer.
"Come on, we got this," Roman said as he dragged Patton out of the office.
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