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Disclaimer: I don't own The Hardy Boys, not making any money, just cheap thrills.

Chapter List
- 1-Discoveries
- 2-Two
- 3-three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 15
- 16
- 17
Disclaimer: I don't own the Hardy Boys, not making any money, just cheap thrills.
Warnings: Slash, Angst
Rating: FRT
ohayoo gozaimasu (Good Morning in Japanese)
Discoveries
Chapter 16
"I'm glad you agreed about going to a safehouse Joe," Fenton said as he helped the blond into the passenger seat of his sedan. The mumbled reply was nearly inaudible, bringing a smile to the detective's face. Straightening to his full height, he closed the door, looking around for any sign of Biff. Satisfied that his son's former friend wasn't around, he slid behind the wheel and drove away from the hospital.
Biff sat on his motorcycle, hidden from Fenton's view by a van as he watched his love being helped into the car. Judging by the way he was moving, he had healed pretty well, though he did seem to be stiff and certainly not up to full strength. That was to be expected though, after all he'd been laying in a hospital bed for over two weeks. Watching him, Biff was grateful for all of the cases he had helped the Hardy brothers with. It was that experience, he was sure, that allowed him to follow their father as he drove Joe towards the safehouse. "Don't worry Joe, I won't let them keep us apart," he sent unheard assurances towards the man he loved.
Fenton drove in what appeared to be aimless circles, occasionally glancing at his companion. "Looks like we've picked up a tail," he told him.
"Just like you expected," the young man sitting in the passenger seat smirked. "How much longer do you think it'll take for the boys to get to the safehouse?"
"Shouldn't be long now, then we can head back to the station and you can get back to work," Fenton replied. He had been surprised when Dale had suggested this plan. It was a clever plan as well as serving to reassure him that he'd made the right decision in offering Joe's boyfriend a job.
"Mr. Hardy I've been thinking about something," Dale had said only the day before.
"What is it Dale?"
"Well it's likely that Hooper will try to follow whoever takes me and Joe to the safehouse, right?"
Fenton nodded, impressed that the inexperienced man had realized this on his own.
"If that happens then Joe won't be any safer there than he would be at your home or my apartment."
"True, but I don't think you need to worry. I've been in this business for years, I don't think Biff is going to be any trouble to lose," Fenton assured him.
"You're probably right, but anybody can get lucky and, well I'd feel better if we didn't have to worry about losing a tail," Dale nervously explained. He didn't want to insult Joe's father, but if it was a choice between possibly offending the older man and keeping Joe safe, Fenton would just have to be offended.
"You've got something in mind?" Fenton asked, secretly pleased at the younger man's determination to protect Joe.
"Yes sir, I was thinking if we could find somebody about Joe's build and coloring, then you could take that person out of the hospital. If Biff tries to follow you, make it look like you're trying to lose him or just pretend you don't see him. Either way, it would keep him busy while Frank takes us to the safehouse." Dale spent a few anxious moments waiting for the older Hardy's reaction to his plan.
Fenton nodded, "It's a good plan and I think Chief Collig probably has an officer who will fit the bill."
He remembered the surprised look on Dale's face at the compliment. It hadn't taken long to find an officer who could pass for Joe from a distance. Now they only had to wait until Frank called to say he had gotten Joe and Dale to the safehouse. As if his thoughts had summoned him, his oldest chose that moment to call. "Frank, everything settled?" he asked without preamble.
"Joe and Dale are at the safehouse and I'm heading home now. Did you pick up the company we expected?"
"He's behind me now," Fenton replied, a tight smile forming on his face. "I'm going to take Officer Clark back to the station and then I'll be home."
"Okay, see you soon."
Biff shook his head in confusion, why were they turning back towards town? Giving a mental shrug, he automatically turned with them, making sure to stay far enough back that he wouldn't be spotted. "What the hell?" His confusion growing, Biff parked his bike, watching as the man in the passenger seat climbed out of the car. "Damn them," he snarled the moment he got his first good look at the blond he had thought was Joe.
Fenton pulled away from the curb and headed for home, he wasn't surprised when Biff again followed him. As before he made no effort to lose the boy trailing him. Driving his normal route, he soon arrived at his home, pulling in next to the boys' van.
"Hey Dad," Frank smiled, "Everything go okay?"
"Just like Dale planned," Fenton grinned, for a second resembling his youngest. "What about on your end?"
Frank nodded, "Went fine, they're settled in and have enough groceries to last a couple of months. I just wish we could see them between now and the trial."
Fenton grew serious, "I know son, I do too but this is the best way to keep them safe and you can call Joe anytime you want."
"Yeah I know, it's just going to be hard. It's a good thing Biff won't have access to the equipment needed for bugging our phones."
"A very good thing," Fenton agreed. "I want you to do one more thing," he continued.
Frank shot his father a questioning look, "What else is there?"
"I want you to go to the mall tonight and publicly complain about the fact that I won't tell you where Joe is."
"You think Biff will try to follow me?"
Fenton nodded, "I'm sure he will."
"It's not as if it will do him any good," Frank shrugged.
"Still I'd rather he believes that you don't know where Joe is."
Frank frowned, why was his father insisting on this? "There's more to this than worrying about Biff following me, isn't there?"
Fenton sighed, he should have known Frank wouldn't be fooled. "I'm worried that when he realizes you're not going to the safehouse, he'll get the idea to force the location from you."
"Torture you mean?"
"Yes Frank that's exactly what I mean and I won't risk it," Fenton firmly replied.
"But you'll risk yourself," Frank frowned. "No Dad, you can't ask me to risk him going after you for the information."
The older Hardy breathed out a heavy sigh, "Frank be reasonable, I've got training you don't have, I have a better chance of being able to handle Biff than you do."
"And I'm younger," Frank countered, "no offense Dad, but you're not exactly in the prime of life."
"Perhaps not, but experience can easily win out over brute force and that's really all Biff has going for him."
Frank shook his head, "I won't do it."
"Franklin Hardy you will..."
"No Dad, I'm not a child you can order around," Frank interrupted in a firm tone.
"You don't go anywhere alone," Fenton insisted, recognizing a losing argument when he saw it.
Frank nodded, surprised that his father wasn't giving him more of a fight.
Three days later Biff was losing patience. He couldn't believe that Frank wasn't making any effort to go visit his brother. He had to be doing it in the middle of the night when it would be harder to follow him without being spotted, it was the only explanation. This would be a lot easier if he could put a tracker on the van, but he didn't have the money for something like that, nor could he build one. The only person he knew who could was Phil and there was no way he would help Biff to find Joe. There had to be a way, Biff thought, tapping his fingers impatiently against the handlebars of his motorcycle. Just then the front door of the Hardy home opened, revealing Mrs. Hardy with her purse on her arm, she was obviously on her way out. A smile spread over Biff's face, he should have thought of it before.
He was sure that Mrs. Hardy would know where the safehouse was and she'd be the easiest to tail. More importantly, because nobody would expect him to trail her, there was no reason for her to avoid going to the safehouse even in the daytime. Two hours later, he was cursing as they arrived back at the Hardy home from the grocery store. Damn, he'd been so sure that she was headed to Joe. Even when she went to the store, he'd told himself she was just picking up some things to take to her son. It was only when they were obviously headed back to Elm & High streets that he admitted he'd been wrong.
Biff slammed his hand down on the top of his gas tank! This was getting him nowhere. He couldn't do this by himself, not unless he could find a way to get his hands on some sort of electronic spying devices. Unfortunately, he didn't have the money and the only one of his friends who might have agreed to help him no longer lived in Bayport. Biff snapped his fingers, a grin spreading over his face, that was it!
Convinced that Frank wouldn't go to the safehouse during the day at least, Biff pulled away from the curb and headed for home. He had an overseas phone call to make.
Vanessa raised her head, glaring first at the phone and then the clock. Who could be calling her at seven in the morning? Aware that the rules were different here in Japan, she stomped down on the urge to snap at her early morning caller. Taking a breath, she picked the phone up, "Ohayoo gozaimasu," Vanessa greeted.
"Um, can I speak to Vanessa Bender?" Biff asked uncertainly, had he dialed the wrong number?
Vanessa grinned, "Biff Hooper is that you?" she asked excitedly. "Oh no, has something happened? Is Joe okay?" she quickly asked, the only reason for Biff to call hitting her like the proverbial bolt from the blue.
"Well not exactly," Biff replied. "He's not hurt, but he is in trouble and I need your help to get him out of it Vanessa."
"What can I do?" Vanessa immediately asked, never considering saying no.
"When was the last time you spoke to Joe?" Biff asked. He needed a minute to think, he'd been in such a hurry to call Vanessa that he hadn't thought about what he would say once he reached her.
Vanessa thought about that, she'd been so busy adjusting to life in Japan that she hadn't even realized how much time had passed. "It's been a few months I guess. Please tell me what's going on Biff? Why isn't Frank calling me if Joe's in trouble?"
Biff took a deep breath, "Because Frank doesn't realize Joe is in trouble and I can't tell him."
Vanessa's puzzlement grew, "But you can tell me?"
"I promised Joe I wouldn't tell his family or any of the gang, but then I realized that since you're not living here anymore, technically you might not be considered part of the gang now."
"Go on," Vanessa encouraged her old friend. It hurt to think she wasn't really a part of the gang anymore, and she had to remind herself that Biff was just using her distance from Bayport as a loophole so he could help Joe.
"After you left, well Joe didn't date anybody for a long time and then he met somebody that took him by surprise."
Vanessa blinked back the unexpected tears, it wasn't as if it was a surprise that Joe was moving on. Besides, she wanted him to move on, didn't she? "That's a good thing, isn't it?"
"It might be, except that the reason Joe didn't expect to fall for this person is because...Vanessa, Joe thinks he's in love with a man," Biff quietly broke the news.
"He's what? Is this some kind of joke Biff?" Vanessa's mind reeled with the completely unanticipated news. Joe couldn't be gay or bi-sexual...no way, not the Joe Hardy she had known.
"I wish it was Nessa," Biff spoke softly, his tone serious and solemn. "I don't guess that would be so horrible, weird and hard to get used to, but not horrible, except this guy isn't any good for him." Biff chose his words carefully, he needed Vanessa to believe she was helping Joe and since he wasn't sure how she would react to the idea of Joe being gay, he quickly opted for another route.
"I'm surprised Biff, I wouldn't expect you to be so accepting of a change like this in your best friend."
"I won't say I reacted well at first, but it was just the shock you know? You don't have a problem with it do you?" Biff wasn't sure what to make of the prolonged silence that followed. He was just about to say something more when Vanessa began to speak.
"Well it's hard to believe, but I've never had anything against ho...homosexuals," she stuttered. It was more difficult than she would have imagined to get the word out when it was being used in reference to Joe, he had always been such a ladies man. "You said this guy isn't any good for him, what did you mean?" Vanessa asked, bringing the conversation back on track.
Biff licked his lips, this was it, he only hoped he could pull it off. "He's hurting Joe, I don't guess it started out that way. He seemed like a real nice guy when I first met him, but then I started seeing bruises and now with Joe away at college it makes it easier for Dale to hurt him. I'm worried about him Nessa," he added, his voice thick with emotion.
Vanessa gasped, she couldn't imagine Joe letting anybody get away with hurting him. When she remembered, however, the guilt he tended to take on himself whenever somebody he cared about was hurt, it became easier to imagine. He would let it continue, wouldn't he, if he thought he deserved it and she knew most abusers convinced their victims that it was deserved. "You should tell his family Biff," Vanessa immediately advised.
"I can't, I promised him I wouldn't tell. They don't even know he's with a guy Nessa, Joe's terrified that they'll hate him if they ever find out."
Vanessa sighed, "What can I do?"
Biff smirked, "Dale has convinced Joe to move off campus and he's stopped attending classes."
"How do you know that?" Vanessa asked, becoming suspicious for the first time.
"Huh? Oh, I didn't tell you we're attending the same college?" Biff quickly covered his mistake.
"No Biff you didn't. Okay, so you think this Dale character is keeping Joe away from his classes? Won't the Hardy's get suspicious when they find that out?"
"No, because he hasn't dropped out, he's just switched to all online classes. This guy has him almost completely isolated Vanessa."
"Almost?"
"He's still able to send emails, but from some of the things he's said I don't know how much longer that will be. I don't even know where he's living, he can't tell me because Dale doesn't like anybody to come over," Biff completed his lie. "That's where you come in, I can't go to Phil because then I'd have to explain why I needed the help and I won't break my promise to Joe if there's anyway to avoid it."
Vanessa nodded, even though Biff couldn't see her. The mention of Phil was enough for her to put things together, adding two plus two and quickly getting four. "You need a tracking device so you can find out where Dale has taken Joe?"
"Exactly, do you think you can help me to help Joe?"
"Of course I can Biff, it'll take a little while to get everything together and then I'll have to ship it," she explained. "I'll get it to you as fast as I can."
"Thank you Vanessa, you're a lifesaver," Biff grinned. Yes! Thank God for gullible girls.
"Thank you Biff for doing what you can to help Joe. Please keep me up to date on what's happening with him," she pleaded.
"I will Nessa, good-bye." Biff disconnected the call, a satisfied grin on his face, "Soon Joe we'll be together; and nobody will ever keep us apart again.
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