AN: So I'm not the kind of person to ask about this, but hey, where are all my enthusiastic reader friends? I miss all your comments! (Also hi @pandafangirl2, thanks for being awesome)

Jack's heart began to pound as the realization came to him. He didn't know how he didn't think of it before. The Refuge was the ideal place for someone to hold a kidnapping victim. It wasn't functioning anymore, but the government hadn't done anything with the building yet, so it was just sitting there.

He hardly even registered walking towards The Refuge until he found himself standing in front of it. He resisted the urge to shudder at the sight of the all too familiar building. He hesitated for a moment before pulling on the door handle, trying to open it. It was locked. He dug around in his pocket and pulled out a paperclip that he carried around in case of spontaneous drawing opportunities, and began to pick the lock. Once he got it unlocked, he pulled the door open and paused he looked inside.

He had so many horrible memories associated with this place, the last thing he wanted to do was go back in there - especially not of his own free will. But then he reminded himself that Katherine could very well be in this building. So he forced himself through the doorway, cautiously. It was dark, since there was no longer working electricity, and as far as Jack was concerned, there could be people hiding in every corner.

He suddenly found himself incredibly gratefully for his quick reflexes as someone grabbed his shoulder from behind and whirled around, aiming a punch at his jaw. Jack quickly ducked and wrenched himself out of the strangers grip. He wanted to shudder as he looked at the man. Black stringy hair, a deranged expression on his face. He hated to think this could be the man Katherine had been spending the past month with.

"How'd you get in here, Kelly?" The man growled, and Jack didn't want to know how he knew his name.

"You oughta get a better security system." Jack replied smoothly. "Think I can't pick a lock?"

He swore under his breath and swung at Jack once more, and Jack dodged his fist again. "Where is she? Is she here?"

"Did you really think it'd be that easy?"

"Well, a guy can hope, huh?"

Jack, suddenly feeling brave, decided to throw a punch of his own, but that quickly backfired when the man grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. Jack let out a cry of surprise and pain. The man's other arm reached out and wrapped around Jack's chest. He struggled for a moment before realizing that it wouldn't do much good.

"What're you planning on doing with me?" He was now trying to keep talking, to distract this guy while he tried to figure out how to get out of his grip.

"Why would I answer that?"

Jack quickly and inconspicuously slid his foot behind the mans ankle and kicked, knocking the mans feet out from under him. He yelled a string of colorful curses at Jack, who ran out the door before he could even stand up.

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Katherine was lying on the floor (something she'd been excelling at as of late) in the basement when she heard the yelling. She didn't recognize the first voice immediately, it wasn't The Man or the other voice she'd heard earlier, and those were the only two voices she'd heard in the past month or so. Then it dawned on her. It sounded like Jack. But it couldn't be, Jack didn't know where she was.

She felt tears forming in her eyes. She wanted it to be Jack. Oh, how she wanted it to be Jack. But it was just wishful thinking, it had to be. Plus, she clearly heard The Man yelling about something a few minutes later, too. He was probably just made about something. After a few moments of silence, The Man came in and informed her that she was getting another 'bath'. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to keep the tears from falling. She desperately wanted to get out of here.

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Jack ran all the way to The World, and went straight into Pulitzer's office, deciding to completely ignore Hannah. He stood in the doorway, catching his breath as Pulitzer looked up at him inquisitively.

"Mr. Kelly?"

"The Refuge..."

"I'm sorry?"

"Katherine. She's in the refuge."