Hey guys! Sorry that I totally went MIA for a long time. I honestly lost my motivation to write fanfics. But I've had the idea for this story for a really long time, because I saw the challenge idea on a message board. The idea was that at the end of season two, if Kate hadn't been killed (which she shouldn't have been) that the writers would have had to deal with the fact that Sasha Alexander was pregnant on the show in some way. The person said that it would be intersting to see how the team would deal with it if the pregancy was caused by rape. I totally just gave away really important key parts to my story, but that's ok! Read it anyway, because you'll get to see my take on how her relationships with her team will change, and how she will handle it herself. I'm going to ship her with someone, but I'll keep that part a surprise until later, that way you have something to look foward to. But in all seriousness, this is actually going to be a really dark story in the beginning, because it does deal with the issue of rape, so if that offends you, then this isn't a story for you to read. So just know, you have been warned. I would really appriciate your feedback, as always, so review please! I'm thinking this is going to be a fairly long story, and I'mm going to update it once of twice a week, depending on how busy I am. So please please please review! Happy reading :)

Chapter 1

"Shooter!" shouted Kate as she dove in front of Gibbs. A shot rang out and hit Kate as she fell to the ground. Tony and Gibbs stepped forward and shot at the source of the bullet until a man fell through the tin door that he was hiding behind.

The two men ran over to where Kate laid on the roof. They flipped her over, only to see he bullet lodged in her vest. Both of them let out a sigh of relief as she opened her eyes and groaned in pain. "You alright Kate?" asked Tony. Kate let out a groan and replied, "I just got shot at point blank range DiNozzo, what do you think?". Tony smirked and replied, "You're not going to Pilates class tomorrow, and that wasn't point blank range."

Gibbs saw something flash out of the corner if his eye. He looked out across the city line, and saw it again on an adjacent rooftop. He looked closer, and saw that the source was a sniper's nest. He called McGee to get air support for back up.

Across the roof, Ari sat poised to take his shot. He cocked his weapon, but as he prepared to take Kate out, he heard the sound of a helicopter behind him. "Next time Caitlin," he said as he fled.

Kate jolted awake in a panic. She looked around, and saw her familiar apartment. She attempted to steady her breathing as the events of the previous day replayed once again in her head. The vision of a dead Ari popped into her mind, following the look of triumph that cane across Gibbs's face after he shot him just hours ago.

Looking over at the clock, she saw it said 1:00am. She sighed as she fell back onto her pillow. She'd had a close encounter with death today. She was very aware of that, but still, the only thing she could think of was Ari coming after her again. She had thought she was safe, and she most definitely wasn't. The only comfort she found was that he wouldn't be hurting her, or anyone ever again.

On her bead side table, her cell phone began to vibrate. 'Who would be calling me at this time?' she thought. She leaned over to look at her caller ID. A smile spread across her face as she read the name. It was Tyler, the man she was currently dating.

She and Tyler had met in a coffee shop that Kate frequented before work. They had bonded over the fact that he too had an unreasonable, chauvinistic boss. It started out as an acquaintance, and they had talked over coffee a few times. Soon though, it had turned into a full blown relationship. Due to the fact that they both had hectic work schedules, they didn't see each other often, but when they did, Kate enjoyed it. A lot. She knew that Tyler cared about her, and she cared about him as well. She hoped that their relationship would continue, because if it did, she actually saw herself declaring him as "the one".

Kate reached over to answer the phone. She smiled as she flipped it open and heard his voice greeting her. "Well, it seems that since you answered the phone, you are in fact awake." he said. "Unfortunately yes. It would appear that you are also awake." she replied matter-of-factly. "I just got off work, and I was hoping I could take you out somewhere." he said. "At 1:00 in the morning?" she asked sarcastically. "Hey, love knows no time." he replied. The word love, which usually made Kate squirm, made her body fill with warmth.

"You are at home, right?" he asked. "I should pick you up at your apartment correct?" he added quickly. "Yeah, but how long will you be? I have to get ready." she asked. "Oh, I haven't left work yet, so don't expect me for at LEAST 45 minutes." he replied. "Alright, I'll see you then." she said as she hung the phone up.

After she had gotten up out of bed and was moving about her apartment, she began to feel uneasy. Something about the urgency in Tyler's voice didn't seem right. And the way he asked her if she was home, telling her not to expect anyone for 45 minutes. She began to feel increasingly uncomfortable.

She tried to put herself at ease. It was Tyler for goodness sakes! She trusted him, and knee he didn't intent to make her feel uncomfortable. Still, she couldn't shake this feeling of dread that was slowly creeping over her.

She walked back into her bedroom to call him back and cancel, but when she reached her phone, she heard something move behind her. She froze, not wanting to alert anyone if there was a person there. She made a move for her pistol under her pillow, but she came up empty handed. She spun around quickly anyway.

"Looking for this Kate?" asked the man who stood in her bedroom. Kate didn't dare move. She was almost paralyzed with fear. There, standing in front of her, pointing her own gun at her face was Tyler.

He circled around Kate, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. He had her gun pulled on her, and wasn't saying anything. Kate sat there, some of her initial fear having disappeared.

"Ah, Kate, it's so nice to see you again. It was such a shame that Gibbs discovered my friend, Ari, before he was able to take a shot. If he hadn't, you would be dead." he stated matter-of-factly. Kate tried not to let her emotions show. She hadn't been aware that Tyler knew Ari. Their whole relationship was most likely just a way for Ari to get to her. She pushed these thoughts to the back as He continued. "He was planning on killing you to get to your boss, but after what happened this afternoon, I have a newfound sense of vengeance. I realized that I can't kill you, no matter how much I would like to help Ari finish what he started." Kate felt relief wash over her as he said those worlds. At least he might make it out alive.

"I have to do something much worse." he continued. Kate's heart skipped a beat. She knew exactly what he was talking about. She couldn't believe that the man whom she believe cared about her so much, was not holding her at gun point.

She tried to think of a way to distract him long enough to retrieve her gun. She knew she didn't have much time, and would have to act fast. Tyler stepped closer to her, and she stood knocking the gun to the floor with her right arm. Tyler swung at her, and missed. Se dove to the ground, reaching for her pistol, and she reached it just in time to her the cocking of a much larger weapon. She turned over, gun pointed at him, so see that he was now pointing a riffle in her face, that he had been hiding on a strap behind his back. Kate was immediately angry with herself for not noticing it.

"Put the gun down." he instructed. Kate placed the pistol beside her on the ground. Tyler bent down to pick it up, and as he did so, Kate shot her leg out and he was sent face first onto the floor. She stood and attempted to flee from the room, but Tyler was close behind her, and grabbed her from behind. He pulled her back into the room, and flung her on the bed. Kate rolled the other way, but he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to the head board. Kate winced in pain as he pulled out rope and a knife to tie her up. She pulled her arms away and tried to sit up, but he had thrown her back down faster than she could react. Before she could fight back, her arms were tied to the head board and her legs were being held down by his strong arms.

"You bastard," spat Kate. "You filthy, dirty, scumbag-" Kate was cut off by strike across the cheek. Her head snapped to the side at the force of the blow. She felt the skin split and blood start to run down her face. He grabbed her under the chin and pulled her face towards him. He reached down to rip off a piece of her night shirt with one hand, and jammed it into her mouth with the other, which he then secured with duct tape.

He paced around her bed, eyeing her. Kate squirmed under his disgusting gaze. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he approached her. He reached out his hands with false gentleness, and began to tear her clothing away. A few moments later, all that covered Kate were her undergarments and her tattered night clothes. Those were soon gone too however, and she laid totally exposed under his probing eyes. He looked at her with lust and authority in his eyes, as if he owner her, and could do with her what he pleased.

Kate tried to squirm from his vision, attempting to cover herself up. She wanted her dignity and pride to remain somewhat intact, if there was any left at all. Tyler's hands began to descent on Kate. Roughly and harshly, they moved up and down her body, over her shoulders, her arms, her chest, and down her hips to her thighs. His hands finally release her, only to move to his own pants. He dropped his pants to the floor, along with his boxers. Kate dared not look to see if he was wearing protection. Tyler climbed on top of Kate, and began to laugh as he saw the fear in her eyes as be prepared to violate her.

And that he did. He showed no mercy, being rough and forcefully the whole time. Occasionally, Kate let whimpers of pain escape her throat, although he doubted he heard them. He did however; notice the tears that were now streaming down her cheeks. After working so hard to hide her emotions, Kate had finally cracked, and let herself go. Tyler had laughed at this obvious display of emotion. He began to whisper insulting things in her ear. It began with him calling her week, but soon he began to call her profane names.

Kate endured what seemed like hours of torture before, as quickly as he had come in, he left her alone in her apartment. He even returned her fire arm and left his knife, presumably for her to free herself. He wanted her to live, but he wanted her to carry these scars for the rest of her life.