Hello. This is my first ever Flashpoint fanfic. Please give any suggestions you can think of. Hope ya'll like it. I am also handwriting this as I type so bear with me on the wait time. Timeline: set after Lou is gone but before Leah joins.

Spike Scarlatti walked into SRU headquarters whistling. He felt today would be a good day. Spike had woken up feeling well rested. As he rounded the corner of the locker room, his phone buzzed.

Soon. We shall have your skills being put to work. The text said. Spike felt his stomach drop. He looked around and saw none of his team.

Who are you? Spike texted back.

We watch your every move. Came the reply. Spike. Spike swallowed hard. He quickly suited up and jogged to the briefing room with a laptop. He set it up and began tracing the text. That was how Sergeant Greg Parker found him.

"Spike?" Greg questioned.

" Come on. I have to find it." Spike said to himself. Buzz! Buzz! He looked at his phone at the text: Good luck, Spike. Spike typed back: I'll find you. He went back to his task as Greg came up behind him. Spike's phone buzzed again. Try again, Scarlatti. Spike was about to reply when his laptop started looking like it was crashing. "No. No!" Spike started typing and it stopped. Then, it started again.

"Spike!" Greg said.

"Threatening texts, Boss. Nothing major yet." Spike said as the rest of the team joined them. Spike kept typing. "Ah-ha!"

"Boss?" Sam Braddock questioned.

"No! Alright. I'll pay." Spike said. He was locked in an intense backa dn forth gameto keep the laptop from crashing by the unknown source.

"Spike recieved threatening texts." Greg replied. He tossed Ed Lane, the team lead, Spike's phone as they all moved to watch Spike try to gain control of the laptop. Ed held the phone and Jules Callaghn, Sam, and Kevin "Wordy" Wordsworth all looked.

"Team One, hot call." Dispatcher Winnie said. "Possible shooting at 134 Winnepege Drive. Neighbors heard something like gunfire."

"Alright team! Let's go." Greg said. Spike slammed his fists on the table as the laptop flashed a message: Nice try, Scarlatti. Before going blank.

"Damnit!" Spike said as he ran a hand over his face. "Let's go. I lost this round." The team ran to get their gear and put it in the SUVs. As they responded to the call, the team talked out a plan. When the team got to the address, there was silence. They split upas discussed. Sam and Spike covered one side. Sam peeked through a window.

"Boss?" Sam said over the headsets.

"What do you see, Sam?" Greg asked.

"Nothing. There's no furniture, no signs of anyone even living here." Stated Sam. Spike pulled out his PDA and looked at something.

"Boss, address shows no one living here. It's listed for sale." Spike said. Same tried the door they were at. It turned easily. Spike and Sam looked at each other.

"Boss, door is unlocked." Sam said.

"Same here." Ed said. "Enter on three. One...two...Three!" All four entered and they did the routine sweep shouting "Police! SRU!" Their searched showed no one there.

"Hey, guys. Come take a look." Sam said. The other three joined Sam and saw him holding a piece of paper in his gloved hand. Written on it in big letters were the words SEE YOU SOON, SPIKE SCARLATTI.