Paige Taylor Taken

Chapter One

Fourteen year old Paige Taylor Callen, better known as Taylor, walked out of the school building looking for either her dad or Kensi Blye, one of her dad's agents, but none of them were there so she decided to get the bus to a coffee shop close to the boatshed. As she walked toward the bus stop, she felt a hand on her arm, and then a jag into her neck, soon she was seeing black, and then she drifted away completely but just before she passed out she knew what was happening, she was being kidnapped, and then most likely she will be used to get to her father, or Kensi, as Kensi thought of her like a daughter, ever since her father and Kensi had started their relationship.


Kensi Blye and G Callen glanced at each other across the table in Ops, each knowing something wasn't right, Taylor had text them both saying she was getting the bus to a nearby coffee shop with a friend and then going to the boatshed, but that had been an hour and a half ago, and they both hadn't heard anything else. Just as the others walked into Ops, the phone that they got all outside calls from rang, for some reason Eric put it on speaker and it was then that Callen felt his heart sink.

'Dad! Daddy! I'm sorry!' Taylor's voice cried out in Russian, causing everyone to stop, Callen could hear the tears in her voice and then a deep, rough, accented voice came over the line.

'If you want her to live I'd advice you do as you're told. I will phone again in an hour,' the voice said before hanging up, leaving Callen looking at the phone for minute before he punched the desk.

'That sounded just like…' Kensi trailed off, she didn't want to say the words she was thinking.

'Taylor, he's got Taylor,' Callen said before walking out of Ops, leaving everyone confused. Kensi took a deep breath before looking at Hetty who was standing in the back of the room. Hetty nodded as Kensi turned and walked out of the room after Callen.


Taylor woke up with a bag over her head, her hands tied behind her back to a post. She reached up trying to move the bag but she couldn't. After she had been forced to make the phone call to her dad, they had knocked her out once again. Her head was sore but she knew that there could be worse to come, but she also knew that she was just to trust her dad, and Kensi, along with the team to find her. She could hear someone moving towards her and then her Kidnapper pulled the bag off her head, and moved placed a knife near her throat.

'Phone him and you won't die,' the voice warned but Taylor knew what to say when she did phone them, and what language to speak. She stayed silent though and didn't say anything to the Kidnapper, even when he tried to hit her.


The team sat in the bullpen waiting for Taylor's kidnapper to phone back again. Kensi was watching Callen carefully, just like how Callen kept throwing glances at Kensi.

'What did the kidnapped girl say?' Deeks finally asked after he and Sam had come back down to the bullpen. Kensi glanced at Callen waiting for him to translate it.

'I don't think she knew who she was talking to or who was listening but she said Dad! Daddy! I'm sorry. It was Russian,' he stated as Kensi phone began to ring. He glanced at Kensi, as she answered it and put it on Speaker.

'Kensi! Dad! I'm sorry! Daddy I love you!' the voice cried down the phone once again in Russian and once again it sounded like Taylor, as Callen heard the voice he looked to Kensi who nodded to him, he looked up and Kensi could see the tears in his eyes.

'Taylor?' Kensi questioned just before the accented voice came across the phone line.

'She shall be fine until tomorrow. Tomorrow morning when I call once again, I will give you a time and a place where you can get her back. In return though I want the case files on Keelson, the joint cases that Special Agent Gibbs and Agent Callen did in Moscow and Serbia,' the kidnapper told them, causing both Kensi and Callen to look at each other as the phone hung up, before Callen walked to the shooting range, leaving Kensi, Sam and Deeks sitting in the bullpen.


Taylor felt her hands getting untied about three or maybe four hours later, in all honesty she had lost count, all she could think about was her dad, and Kensi, the person closest to a mother she had ever had. After a few minutes one hand was tied to the post again, but the other was free so she pulled the bag off her head to find a bowl in front of her along with a bottle of water and a slice of bread. She made quick of eating her food before she pulled a clip out of her hair and attached it to her hairband tied to her wrist. After doing that she moved a bit so that she was lying on the floor so that she could get some sleep before the kidnapper came back and tied her up once more.

She woke up a few hours later and decided to begin to pick the lock on the hand cuffs she was tied to the post with. She started to twist the lock until finally she heard a click, once she had it unlocked she started to look around the room until she found a blanket to sleep on, then she moved it over to her post, and lay on it, placing one of her hands behind her back so that it looked like she was still chained, and then after what felt like two hours she fell asleep once more…