E.E.

Running a hand over his face Nate lets out a frustrated sigh. He'd come up with dead end after dead end. He didnt know where else to look, the tracks on this one had been covered so well that there really was nothing to go on.

As Nate sits a million things run through his mind. He would do anything for Katie. She was more than just someone who worked here she was also a friend and a darn good one. If they couldnt find her in time he'd never be able to forgive himself. That was not an option, failure was not possable.

Standing Nate needed to do something he had to get his mind back in the game he has to. Hearing Hal's voice from the security room Nate stops and turns around his rout somewhere differnt now. Entering Nate looks at Hal with question and than looks up at the screen.

"Is that...how?"

The smell of wet dirt, stone and concreat fill Katie's noise. Its was stuff in this room and dark, she could hardly make anything out. Though she was happy for the darkness as her head felt like it was spliting open.

Trying to move Katie winces a little as her arms are twisted from the way they were behind her back and though she was standing her legs almost felt like jello.

What was going on, trying to think Kaite's mind draws a blank untill finally she remembers the part and the people who had attacked her. Trying to gather her emotions Katie calls out for Jason but slamming smack dab into a wall Katie crys out just a little. Something was wrong, this wasnt right, why couldnt she talk to Jason. It wasnt the feeling that he was blocking her or that he closed a part of himself off, it just wasnt there at all.

Trying her best to remember what had happend Katie searchs her own mind for answers as she trys talk with Jason again only to fail.

Hearing the squeek and slide of a heavy door Katie looks up squinting at the small bit of light only to close her eyes quickly as a light is turned on that is almost blinding. Slowing opening her eyes again Katie's eyes come into focus of two men.

"So this is her huh? On the the special ones."

"Yep this is her. We were lucky to have found the one but to have two in the same place that was pure gold."

Katie trys her best to stay in focus as the pain in her head is unbearable but she had to not pass out these two goons might say something she needed to know.

In a almost higher class tone the one lanky man that stood in front of her looked to the other who was over weaght and had more of a gruf voice.

"How do you guys know she hasnt used her powers already with the other one?"

"You think we new something like this could happen and never mad something to block it? We did make something and we know it works because we used it on the other kid the died a while back. As long as we keep her on EE her emotions are sealed from the other one like an air tight container. Nothing going in and nothing coming out."

"EE?"

"Emotion Eliminator. Come on let gets stuff ready. She is not going anywhere I'll be back later to see what I can get out of her after everything is set up."

Hearing that her emotions were cut off from Jason, Katie's heart races. If her emotions were cut off and Jason couldnt feeling them that ment he would...NO! Trying with all her might Katie trys to push some emotions through but its no use. It was like trying to fit a squear peace into a circle hole. It couldnt be done. A tear rolled down Katie's face. With out her emotions Jason was good as dead and right now that hurt more than anything alse in the world to think of the pain he suffered and to know she probley would never seen him again.

Brotherly love

Jason looks Nate in the eye for a moment, finally taking the paperwork. "We have to," he states flatly.

Turning around, he heads back to his office to continue the search for clues. As he flops down in his chair though, he has a hard time concentrating. It felt so strange... he was normal again... it didn't hurt as bad right now... it just felt... empty.

Then a thought hits him. If Katie had been cut off from him, but they were keeping her alive... would she assume now that Jason was dying or dead? She didn't know Rick had been working on the EA. Would she now think she was alone?

Gritting his teeth, Jason starts sifting through the paperwork. There had to be something here. They couldn't just come out of the blue and take Katie... there had to be some sort of trail somewhere.


A small smile surfaces on Con's face and he gives Jamie a little nod. "I figured that's what you'd say." He takes her hand in his, giving it a little squeeze. "I'll make up my mind when this thing is over."

"Con?"

It's not Laura's voice, but her waving arm that catches his attention, and he stands up, giving Jamie a loving glance. "I'll be back." Heading across the floor, he leaves Jamie's cubicle.


Carson grins slyly and puts an arm around Misty's waist to pull her against him. "I think I can handle the consequences." Leaning in closer, he teases her by not giving her the kiss that was thought to come. "Mm... I think it's better than old times," he whispers.

Still grinning, he pulls back and lets the door handle click open on the holding cell. "Get back upstairs so they don't miss you," he directs. "And see if Hal is back at his post. When I went by he wasn't... the longer they don't know I'm here, the better."

Without waiting for a response, he slips into the holding cell, shutting the door behind him. He'd call for someone when he needed out again.


Alec is stretched out on his cot with his hands behind his head, and he gives a start at the sudden intrusion. Sitting up, he stares at the newcomer.

Carson stares back at him in the eye, taking him in... sizing him up. "Well, well, well... so you're Alec."

Alec's eyes narrow. There was something strangely familiar about this man. A sinking feeling told him who he is. "Wait, don't tell me... you're the infamous Carson I've heard so much about."

Carson quirks an eyebrow. "Infamous I may be. I doubt you've heard the half of it though." He pulls the chair from the table, turning it around so he can straddle it and look straight at Alec.

Alec visibly retreats, unsure of what this visit was about. "You here to harp on me like your sister?"

"My sister?"

Alec catches the fact that Carson is surprised, and uses it. "Oh..." A grin forms. "You didn't know about that, huh? Little sister comes to meet half-brother and doesn't tell you about it. Let me guess - she knew you wouldn't take too kindly to it. Her hanging out with the likes of me."

Carson narrows one eye. "When was she here?"

"You'll have to ask her that."

Enough was enough. Carson would put an end to the small talk before it even started. He didn't know that Dani had been here, and it didn't make him happy. But he would talk to her later about it. For now, he had to set it aside. "Enough about Dani. Let's talk about you."

"Aw, but I was having fun!" Alec leans back against the wall. "Not every day you get a family reunion like this. Always wondered what it would be like. Expected more of a party atmosphere. Though I guess a prison like this will do."

"I didn't come here to meet you," Carson states coolly. "I couldn't care less that you're my brother."

Alec grits his teeth. For some very strange reason, Carson's words stung. That in itself was a surprise, and one that Alec didn't like. He glares at Carson. "So why did you come? Torture?"

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that. I came for answers."

"They've already wrung me dry - squeezed everything out of me they could. I have nothing more to say."

"There's always more to say." Carson reaches in his pocket and pulls out a knife, flipping it open and testing the blade with his thumb. "What do you know about the abduction of Katie Pent?"

Alec scoffs. "Don't look at me. I don't know anything."

The next few seconds are total chaos. The chair goes flying, Alec is yanked up from the cot and slammed up against he wall, hard enough to give him a split lip. One arm is twisted violently behind his back, and a knife blade is put to his cheek.

"I want answers," Carson hisses.

"I told you I don't know anything!" Alec complains loudly. "What is this? You'll get in trouble for treating me like this!"

"They don't know I'm here," Carson informs, twisting Alec's arm more. "Now, unless you want a broken arm, you better talk."

"I don't know anything!"

"Yes you do!"

Alec winces and cries out in pain as his arm is twisted to its limit. "You're gonna break my arm!"

"Good. At least you can't fight after that."

"Are you crazy?!"

"Some might call me that." Carson puts more pressure on the knife blade. "You know my reputation with the Agency, Alec... I can be your worst nightmare if you don't give me what I want."

Alec squirms, but all it does is press his face harder against the cinderblock wall. "You'd hurt your own brother?"

Carson's heart had been hit the minute he'd laid eyes on Alec. There was a connection - he could feel it. It was undeniable that this was his brother, and even though they shared different mothers, they did share their father's blood. Carson couldn't deny that this kind of visit did evoke a strange kind of pain that he disliked. But he couldn't let Alec know it.

"I haven't got a brother," he hisses.

"Boy you're a contrast to our sister," Alec scoffs. "One warm, one cold. On second thought, I think I'll pass on the family reunion - I can't tell if I'm wanted or not."

"You're not wanted - only your information is." Carson presses the knife blade into Alec's cheek as far as he dared without drawing blood. "Katie Pent is more than an Elite agent. She's a friend. She's a friend to many people here who would be willing to die for her. The Agency tangled with the wrong crowd when they chose to pick on her." He pauses, giving Alec's arm an extra twist. "I respect her more than almost any other young woman I've known and I will kill for her if I have to. So you better talk. Now. What do you know about her abduction?"

Alec swallows hard, wincing at Carson's pressure. "Alright... look... all I know is that they were planning to take her."

"Where?"

"I don't know."

"Who?"

"I don't know who was assigned to it."

"Why?"

"I don't know!"

Carson spins Alec around and puts his knife to his brother's throat, staring him in the eye again. "Where did they take her?!" he raises his voice.

"I don't know!" Alec shouts back at him. "I'm telling the truth! I'm not high ranking in the Agency. I only know details about my own jobs! You know how it works!"

Carson did know, and that much was true. If you worked for the Agency, you only ever knew about the assignments you were involved in. Otherwise you were left in the dark. "But you did know she was going to be taken."

"I heard a few guys talking, and that's all. It was a future plan that I had nothing to do with and I didn't ask any questions."

"Yet you failed to even inform us about it!"

"I didn't remember! I forgot about it, alright?!"

Carson's eyes pierce Alec's, searching for the truth. Unfortunately, Alec really was telling the truth. He didn't know any more than that. This had been a dead end. But at least now they knew for sure that it was the Agency and that this had been a plan.

Hal sinks down in his chair in the control room and sips a cup of coffee. He'd been here most of the night, now all day, and the work wasn't going to let up yet.

Movement on one of the monitors catches his eye and he realizes that someone was in the holding cell with Alec, and by the looks of it, was ready to kill him.

Standing back up too quickly, coffee goes everywhere. "Reese!"


Ryder glances out the window as he hears a car engine. But again, it was just someone going down the street. He sighs and lets the blinds fall shut again. Strange.

Walking back to the kitchen, he finds a couple containers to hold the lasagna he'd made, and puts everything away in the refrigerator. It was cold now anyway... maybe Katie and Laura had both had plans tonight... though he thought he remembered at least Laura saying she'd be back. Oh well.

Ambling back to the living room, he flops down on the couch, joined by Henry not two seconds later to watch an animal channel with him.

Old Time

Sitting at his desk Nate goes through files looking for something anything that might point to what happend to Katie. More than likly it was the Agency, but if by some chanse it wasnt he wanted to know and know every angel.

The time was getting late and Nate could feel the sleepyness setting in, but though he was tired sleeping was not an option. He's grown close to Katie and there was no way he could sleep now.

Looking up as he hears a noise Nate spots Jason. Giving him a once over Jason seems calm and Nate takes no action. Felling sorry for his young friend Nate couldnt deni that he wouldnt have reacted the same way if it had been someone he has cared about.

Holding out a few files from Katie's desk Nate knows Jason will know that he wanted him to help go through them. Nate new Jason was one of the best and wanted to keep him close to him trying to keep him level headed and in the game.

"We are gonna find her Jase, we will."

Giving a smile as she feels Con's hands on her shoulder Jamie let a bit of a sigh out. She always felt so safe new Con and right now she couldnt help but be a little shook up remembering what it was like when she was taken and feeling horrable Katie had to now go through it. All she could do was pray, and hope maybe, just maybe Katie was going through less than she had.

Resting her hand on Con's knee just to be slightly close to him and taking a break from her searching Jamie lets out a soft sigh as she listens to Con. She was a bit saprised to hear Reese had asked Con back and he hasnt told her, but she couldnt be mad at him for it.

"Well to be honest, I think that would be great. I miss working with you and always seeing you. As long as your happy I am happy."

Jamies gives a smile to Con proving what she said was the truth. She did love working with Con and if it did make him happy than so was she. Nothing pained her more than seeing Con depressed and unhappy.

Looking up at Carson and returning the kiss Misty beams. She always loved when Carson came out of no where and kissed her like that. No matter how many times he did it, it always sent chills through her and for a short moment Misty felt happy dispight what was going on with Katie.

Hearing Carson's request turns Misty's lips into a upword grin as a few sparks flicker in her eyes.

"You know...I am not really should..."

Hesatating for a moment Misty finally stands leaning into Carson again.

"There might be consaquences you will have to pay for after all."

Giving a wink Misty slips past Carson and out of the infermary quietly heading down the hall leading Carson to the holding cell. Punching a few numbers in the key pad Misty turns to him before opening the door.

"Kind of feels like old times huh?"

EA

Reese lets out a long, frustrated sigh, swiveling in his desk chair. He couldn't believe this was happening. After everything that had been happening to his agents, why something else? Why now? Why Katie? Whoever had done this had done a good job - they had taken out two agents at the same time. Katie was gone and Jason was a mess.

"He's not doing well." Reese answers Nate's question about Jason. "Rick had to sedate him once he woke up from Con's punch..."He glances to Con, then back to Nate. "Though Rick thinks it's a combination of what's happening and his whacked emotional state. You'd have to talk to him more about that though - it was all Greek to me."

Con rubs his eyes wearily. "Anything from Scott?"

"Not in the last half hour. Check with him though. He just got off the phone with the FBI to gain some access codes. He's working his tail of - more serious about getting work done since I've seen in him in a long time." Reese shakes his head. "He ran into some scrambles - apparently whoever did this has done their homework. They don't want us finding that vehicle."

Con sighs. "Right. Well I'm going to stick around on this one. I'm going to go see Jamie now though."

"Fine. Report back if you plan to leave again."

"Will do."

"And Con?"

Con turns around. "Yeah?"

"Is this a one-time case?"

Con hesitates, looking to Nate, then back at Reese. He hadn't told anyone yet and knew that Nate wasn't even aware of Reese's offer. "Don't know yet." He pauses, then heads out the door.

Reese's eyes follow him. "We lost a good agent," he mutters under his breath. Bringing himself back to the task at hand, he looks back to Nate. "I'm leaving you in charge of this one. If Jason stabilizes, let him help. As long as he keeps his cool, we can use him. You guys are the best, and we need the best. If this is connected to Medridge, there might not be any sense to this thing at all, other than chaos. Let's try not to give that to them." That said, Nate is dismissed until anything else is found.


Con wanders over to Jamie's cubicle, coming up behind her chair to lean down and drape his arms over and around her. He plants a kiss on the top of her head. "Hey you," he greets softly. "This isn't how I wanted to spend my day, but at least I get to see more of you."

Grabbing a spare chair, he pulls it into the corner of her cubicle and sits down, leaning back against the wall. His eyes showed his weariness. Not because he'd been so active, but the worry was already wearing him out. Katie was like his little sister, and he couldn't imagine anything happening to her.

"I'm going to stay on the case," he tells his wife quietly. Looking down, he hesitates before glancing back up at her again. "I didn't tell you... Reese offered me a job here again. Guess maybe I'll see how this one goes and decide after that..." His eyes flood with question. "How would you feel about that?"


Jason opens one eye groggily, then the other. His head was pounding and he felt like he'd been run over by a train. Swallowing hard, he pulls himself up into a sitting position, realizing that he'd been lying on the infirmary bed. Putting a hand to his head, he mutters under his breath. "What are you guys doing to me anyway?"

Rick hears Jason and glances to Misty, grabbing the syringe off the counter. He wasn't taking any chances. Twice already, Jason had woken up out of control and Rick had the bruises on his arm to prove it. He moves cautiously towards Jason. "How do you feel?"

"Terrible." Jason manages to get both eyes open and he blinks. "What happened?"

"Do you remember anything?"

"Um... mm-hmm..." Jason swings his legs over the side of the bed, still cringing from his headache. "I remember fighting off Con, then after that it's all a blank."

"I'm not surprised."

"Have they found anything on Katie?"

"No, not yet." Rick moves to lay a hand on Jason, keeping him on the bed. "Just sit a minute. They've got it covered and you can't do any good in this state anyway."

Jason grits his teeth, but does as he's told. He eyes the syringe in Rick's hand. "What's that for?"

"That would be your third sedative should I have to use it."

"Third?"

"Yeah. I've been trying all day to get that EA regulated."

"EA?"

Rick shrugs. "Emotional Antidote."

Jason gives him a wry grin. "Nice. What was wrong with it?"

"Not sure, but I'm working on it. It masked your abilities alright, but I think it was too much of a shock for your system. When you got so upset earlier, it set off a chain reaction and you were completely out of control. So you went from having a hundred times the normal emotional charge with full control, to having a minimal emotional charge with no control at all."

"Sounds great." Jason rolls his eyes. "Now what?"

"Well for one, you're going to have to keep your temper."

Jason sighs and nods. "Alright. I'll try."

"And second... when your dosage wears off - which I don't know when that will be - I have an updated formula to give you. Hopefully it'll be better."

"Can I go now?"

"I suppose so. Nate's in charge, you should probably go talk to him."

"Alright. Thanks." Jason stands and heads to the door a little shakily. Things were still a little foggy as the sedative wore off, but he aims for Nate's desk.


Carson hadn't really wanted to close up the restaurant early again, but he didn't want to wait around all night before he could leave either. He hadn't told Herb, but he knew that if Herb knew what was happening, he would approve.

Locking up the back door, Carson makes his way around the back, stopping only a moment to throw down his cigarette and stamp it out with his foot. He hated the circumstances around him at the moment, and he was near hating himself too. But right now he had another job to do.

Getting into his car, it's a fast drive to the TJY building. It was just getting dark.

Arriving inside, Carson makes his way across the main floor, nodding to a few people. He avoids contact with Reese, or any other high-ranking agents though, and slips down the hallway. Making it to the infirmary, he enters slowly, nodding to Rick, but heading for Misty's desk. A crooked grin forms. "Hey you."

He reaches over to spin her chair around, leaning down to engage her in a passionate kiss after not having seen her all day. Pulling away, he leaves his forehead resting against hers. "Do me a favor?" he asks quietly. "Get me access to the holding cell?"