Author's Note: I don't own NCIS, not any part of it (if I did, Jenny would still be alive!)

The sound of muted screams briefly roused the dark haired woman laying on the floor. Stifling heat pressed down on her, sucking the air from her lungs and leaving her gasping for breath. Movement was not an option she had at that moment, for she knew that even the smallest twitch would cause explosions of pain from her various injuries. She recognised the screams, now quieter than they had been before, as coming from one of the marines she had been captured with in the desert. She knew the sort of torture they were subjecting him to, for they had done the same to her many times in the weeks since they had been caught in the ambush. She pushed her mind away from the things they had done to her, listening instead to the marine they were focusing on at present. He sounded exhausted and near to his end; she knew he wouldn't last much longer before he joined his two commrades. When that happened, they would dispose of the bodies and move their camp, leaving her behind to die slowly in the suffocating heat as they had no further need of her once the last of their prisoners was dead. She closed her eyes, pushing away the pain thar even that small movement had caused, and hoped that she would die before the last marine did.

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She had no idea how much itme had passed when she once more roused from her unconcious state to find she was still a prisoner, and a plaything, of the terrorist camp in which she currently resided. The heat had gone from the air, meaning the sun had set; it was only a matter of time now before the guards came to have their fun again. Suddenly she heard shouting in one of the rooms nearby, followed by the thud of boots as several people ran towards the shouting. Silence reigned for a moment before two gunshots rang out, the sound echoing like thunder around the rough stone buildings. Her heart plummeted as she realised what those two shots signified; she was the last alive and would now suffer a horrifyingly slow death from dehydration and heat stroke, something which could take several days before the blessed end came. A small sob escaped her lips as she heard footsteps heading her way, knowing the men would have the last of their fun before they left her to die...

Quick prologue before the real story starts, just setting the stage for the coming chapters :)