Hi everyone, thank you so so much for all the reviews and for following me. Here is the second chapter, not my best in my opinion, I promise the story will get more interesting. Please do read and review and tell me if I have made any mistakes in my language (English is not my first language). Thanks :)


"Here's your dinner and Pacman wants you to wear this tonight," a masked man came in at 7 with a food tray and a pink dress. It was a lacy dress that looked like it belongs to a hooker.

"Last I check, there are two of us and 1 food tray," Brenda said, looking at the direction of Gibbs.

"He can starve, he is not our concern." With that, the man left the room.

"Here, take my food," Brenda said, pushing the food tray towards Gibbs, "I don't usually eat dinner anyway."

"Why not?"

"So I wouldn't puke later," Brenda said, "don't worry, there are buckets full of glucose powder here, we wouldn't starve."

"What does he do to you?"

"Not important, I need to get back to work," Brenda said, but Gibbs could detect fear and sadness in her voice. There was something very odd about this girl.


"What happened to you?" Gibbs asked as Brenda was thrown back into the lab by 2 masked man around 3am. The dress she originally worn was torn into bits, leaving her almost naked. Her other eye was freshly bruised, in fact almost every single part of her body was covered in bruise. Cuts scattered across her back, blood trickling from them.

"I pissed him off, it doesn't matter, if all goes according to plan, we wouldn't be here tomorrow." Brenda said, picking herself up from the floor, trying to recover the little dignity she had left. It was bad enough that this Gibbs person had seen her hurt, now she was almost naked. Grabbing her coat to wrap around herself, she rinsed her mouth multiple times before stumbling to the corner of the lab where she fished out a first aid box.

"I didn't know they kept one here," Gibbs said eyeing the box.

"They kind of keep everything here, I think they left in a hurry. Well, it is a bonus now," Brenda said.

"Here, let me help," Gibbs said as he watched the girl struggle with the antiseptic solution. A flash of uncertainty and hesitation later, she reluctantly passed the gauze and the solution to Gibbs.

"This will sting," Gibbs warned. Brenda tensed under his touch but kept her mouth shut. Her face had a pink tinge, guess she was embarrassed with a man cleaning up her wounds. Using a piece of paper, she explained her plan in detail. She was good, Gibbs thought, good for a 16 year old.

"If it fails..." she started.

"We will die," Gibbs completed.

"Yes, we will," she agreed.

"Well, let's get some rest now, we will need it later," Gibbs suggested after she changed back into her old clothes. She nodded, before going to a corner of the lab, curling up into a ball. She looked so small, Gibbs thought, and yet she tried to look so grown up. -


"I think we are done," Brenda said, staring at her handy work. The entrance of the door was lined with piles of yellow coloured solids. On top of the yellow solid was a thin layer of white powder, bottles of flammable liquids like hexane and ethanol sat beside it.

"You sure it will work?"

"Well, I hope so... The idea is that they step on the white powder which explodes on impact and it is suppose to set off the TNT below and the ethanol and crap will just burn and they will die while we escape through the fire exit. Hopefully the remaining 5 guards will be too preoccupied with the fire and we will run into the woods, around 400m away from here. We just need to run fast enough," Brenda said gesturing at the pile of powder. Pointing at the scrunched up paper ball on the lab bench, she continued, "That will be our ammunition, just in case, it contains a contact explosive so it will probably explode when you throw it at a target, but also if you fall, so just be careful, don't fall, jump or any big movements."

"That's comforting," Gibbs said, but it came out a lot more sarcastic than he meant to.

"You have a better idea?" Brenda retorted back.

"No, lets gear up then, they will be coming with the food soon," Gibbs said, busying himself with the final preparation.

"Here," Brenda handed him a small packet of white powder.

"What is it?" Gibbs sounded curious.

"Potassium cyanide," Brenda replied simply.

"A suicide pill?"

"Technically, it is suicide powder."

"What did they do to you?" Brenda was a 16 year old girl, they are not suppose to know about suicide pills and death and everything. They are suppose to be interested in guys and rock stars.

"Look, I watch him kill and torture, trust me, I rather die," Brenda said, pocketing her own packet. As if on cue, the door opened and a loud banged followed.

"Brenda," Gibbs dived on top of Brenda. Fire alarm began ringing and anguished cursing of the 2 guards were heard.

"Come on, here," Brenda said. They scrambled up towards the fire exit, unlocked after the alarm. Brenda was right, there was indeed a woods 400 meters away, the plantation was not thick, but it was probably enough to provide some cover.

"Run Brenda," Gibbs and Brenda sprinted towards the woods. Thankfully, the remaining guards were too caught up by the fire hazard to realise their escaping victim. Brenda was fast, Gibbs thought, not many 16 year old can keep up the pace of a marine.

"I think we are safe?" Brenda panted as they enter the forest. Looking back, she saw the lab bursting into flame, it seems like those idiots did not realise that they have escaped.

"They are not very smart, are they?" Gibbs said.

"Yeah, but they are going to find out soon, we need to move," Brenda said.

"So what's your plan now?"

"Er..." For once Brenda looked uncertain, "nope, I never thought I will get this far. Do you know the way out of the woods?"

"Yes, come on," Gibbs said. He had been in these woods too much for his own good, mostly processing murder crime scenes.

"So, where are we going?" Brenda asked, scrambling after the marine.

"NCIS headquarters," Gibbs replied. Thankfully his companion kept quiet for the rest of the trek. Gibbs liked the silence.