Stella and Jordan were trying to eat something in their cell. Even though the fruit was fresh and both women were starving, they found it hard to eat. Jordan was concerned for Stella's condition.
"Stella, please eat at least an apple." Jordan begged and offered her one.
"Why did she tell that guy I wasn't ready?" Stella took the apple.
"I don't know, Stell." Jordan got up. "But as long as your not, they won't harm us." She took a bottle of water from the table.
"Figured out yet who the hell could be calling you Taylor?" Stella looked up. "Even though I got some sleep, I could hear you thinking."
"Well one person came to mind, Stell." Jordan lifted the bottle and gulped down a big sip. "I just can't remember his name… It's a Jason… no… James… John… Heck-" Jordan cursed. Jordan was about to give up when the door opened. When she took a look at the man standing in the door the visions became clear.
"James Cabot." She spoke out loud.
"That's right, Taylor." Cabot aimed his gun at Jordan and smiled dirty. "It's been a long time." He grinned.
"Not long enough for me, Cabot." Jordan countered. She memorized him as the soldier that Mac brought home from leave once.
"Don't worry, Taylor. Single women aren't my thing. Married women are more fun!" He lowered his gun a little and reached for Stella's hair. "Remember Claire?" A memory of Claire was being stalked flashed through her head.
"You're insane, Cabot!" Jordan shouted. He motioned for Jordan to move over to Stella.
"Shannon was a nice wife as well." He went on. "Jethro should have married you after you dropped those two bastards. Now you're useless to me." He turned his head to Stella.
The old woman from before appeared in the room again and handed Jordan a syringe. Jordan shook her head. She was not about to give in.
"Take it, Taylor." Cabot ordered. Cabot aimed his gun on her. Reluctantly Jordan took the syringe and the little old lady left. "I'm sure you remember how labour is increased."
"Jordan… the baby…" Stella whispered. Cabot pushed Stella on the bed. Stella reached for her belly and stayed still.
"Not gonna happen, Cabot." Jordan jumped at Cabot and tried to inject him.
They both fell on the floor and struggled for what seemed like minutes. When Jordan was finally on top of him, she inserted the needle. Cabot's right hand reached for the gun and smacked Jordan on her left sleep. She instantly passed out. He got up and rubbed the spot where Jordan had injected him. He looked down at her and started kicking in on her. When he was done he aimed his gun on her. A gunshot followed…
"Jordan…!" Stella screamed as she wanted to tried o get up. Cabot held her back aiming the gun at her.
"We're gonna try this again in a little while, Mrs. Taylor." He stroked her face and stumbled out. Hearing him locking the door, Stella was left in tears.
***
Back at the villa Mac and Gibbs were waiting for Danny to contact them with the whereabouts of Cabot. Both men were in the nursery instantly when the twins suddenly started crying really loud.
"Gibbs! Mac!" Abby ran up the stairs, followed by Adam. They both rushed in. "Danny's online!" Abby breathed. Mac nodded.
"Take care of the twins, Abby!" Mac and Gibbs handed them over and headed downstairs. McGee got up from his laptop and let Mac take a seat. "What have you got, Danny?" Gibbs leaned in from behind Mac.
"According to his cell phone records he isn't in the USA anymore." Danny answered. "Lindsay checked his phone activities by satellite. He's in Mexico all right." Danny confirmed.
"Area code is 322-3." Lindsay came up from behind.
"That's in old Vallarta." Mike Franks walked in to the villa.
"Anything from the interviews, Mike?" Gibbs looked up.
"Yeah, one of the waitresses was acting really nervous around me." He smirked. "Name's Carlitta Fuentes." Mike read from his notepad. McGee at once typed in her name on the other laptop.
"Carlitta Fuentes, 26 years old, born in Vallarta, raised in Chicago, citizen of Vallarta. No criminal record." McGee read the file. Gibbs looked frustrated. "But I got a local address, Boss." Gibbs grabbed the note from McGee.
He headed upstairs, followed by Mac and Mike. He mentioned the address while checking his gun. Mac and Mike did the same. The men then ran down the stairs.
"Duck, you're with us!" Ducky grabbed his gear. "No one leaves this villa till we're back!" Gibbs warned. They then followed Mac and Mike. Half way in he car, Mike put his foot on the gas peddle while Gibbs closed the door.
Ten minutes later they arrived at the address McGee had given them and drew their guns. Mac and Gibbs positioned themselves next to the door while Mike banged on it for someone to open. When there was no movement he kicked the door in and all three searched the rooms.
"She must have tipped him of." Mike said after he checked the temperature of half a cup of tea. It was still warm.
They then heard a sound coming from the basement. Mac signalled to Gibbs for him to follow. Gun drawn he both of them went down the stairs. Gibbs rolled his eyes when he saw a cat coming out of a small room. Mac opened he door and stopped in his tracks as he took in the scene in front of him.
"Oh God… Please no…" Mac pleaded.
***
Mac stared at the lifeless body lying on the cold floor. She was lying on her stomach, all bruised and blood dripping from her sleep and shoulder. When Gibbs wanted to walk in, Mac stopped him. Gibbs took one look at the body and rushed in…
"Jordan… Angel." Gibbs begged and then checked to see if there was a pulse. "Angel… you gotta wake up." Once more he softly begged her to wake up.
"Dear Lord…" Ducky entered the room. "Jethro, is she…" he kneeled down next to them.
"She's got a pulse Duck, but she's unconscious!" Ducky opened one of her eyes.
"Don't move her, Jethro." Ducky warned. "She might have a severe head trauma."
"She's been shot in her shoulder, Ducky." Mike pointed out when he too was in the room. Ducky checked it out.
"It's only a graze, Mike." Ducky started to bandage the shoulder. Gibbs lifted up her arm a little so Ducky could work better. I'm more concerned about her brain. We don't know how long she's been out."
"Aaaagghh" Jordan groaned as she slowly regained consciousness.
"Jordan baby…" Gibbs rested his palm on her cheek. "Can you hear me, Angel?" Her face went in distress. Slowly Jordan opened her eyes and tried to scan the blurry person in front of her.
"Jet… hro…?" Jordan tried to speak.
"Just hold still, Angel." Ducky handed him a bandage and he gently held it against the strained brow.
"Aaaghh…" Jordan cried at his touch.
"I know it hurts, Angel. But we gotta stop the bleeding." Gibbs' heart ached at Jordan's pain.
"Stell-" Jordan eyes searched the room.
"We'll find her, Jordan." Mac said from behind Gibbs.
"Tried… to protect her… Mac." She sobbed when she tried to sit up. Mac nodded.
"You need to go to hospital first." Jordan shook her head in disagreement.
"No hospital…" Her eyes begged Gibbs. "We need… to find… Stella." She tried to get up.
"Jordan-" Gibbs sighed at her stubbornness, and he caught her in time before her knees failed her. Gibbs gently put is arms under her legs and lifted her up.
"Please… no hospital, Jethro." She cried and rested her head on his shoulder. Gibbs turned to Ducky who nodded his ok.
"I'm gonna take you home, Angel." Gibbs whispered. Jordan nodded in agreement. Ducky followed Gibbs outside.
Mac and Mike scanned the room once more. Mac found the syringe that Jordan had used on Cabot. He picked it up and took it along. They then followed Gibbs, Ducky and Jordan back to the villa.
***
When they had returned to the villa Gibbs took Jordan straight upstairs, so that Ducky could check her out properly. Someone softly knocked on their door and Gibbs excused himself. After a few seconds he got back. As Ducky had assured himself that Jordan had no concussion he left the couple to themselves. Gibbs had run a bath for Jordan, so she could relax. He carefully helped her undress and carried her to the bathroom.
"I'm not hurting you, Angel?" He asked when he was sponging her bruised face.
"Never Probie." She smiled a little at him. He softly kissed her busted lip. Gibbs then got up and took care of her backside.
"I'm gonna kill that bastard." He said softly as he tenderly sponged her back. He couldn't believe how blue the bruises were. Jordan nodded, a tear fell from her eye.
"I know…" She sobbed. "But we need to find Stella alive first." She reminded him.
"Mac found a syringe…" He carefully said. Mac told him when he stepped out of the bedroom. Jordan sighed and closed her eyes at the memory of the struggle. "Wanna tell me happened?" She was silent for a moment. Gibbs' gaze was on her till she was ready.
"He wanted me to inject Stella to increase labour. When I had the syringe… I took my chance." Gibbs didn't interrupt her and kept sponging her. "He wants Stella… cause she's married. He doesn't want the baby. As soon as Stella gives birth he'll kill the baby." Gibbs stopped at that. Jordan embraced herself and cried softly. "We need to find them fast, Jethro."
"We'll find them, Angel. Just like we found you." He grabbed a towel while Jordan stepped out of the bath. She looked at herself in the mirror, disgust by the reflection. Gibbs held out the towel and wrapped her in it. "It'll heal, Angel." He then carried her to the bedroom and laid her in bed. "Wait here." He softly ordered. "I'll get Mac."
In the kitchen Gibbs found Mac and Ducky. Mac told him that Carlitta had shown up at the restaurant again and Gibbs informed them about what Jordan knew. Ducky was concerned with Jordan being agitated and desperate to find Stella. He reached for a glass, filled it with water and mixed it with some Somulin. Gibbs gave him a disapproval glare.
"I know what you think about drugging her, Jethro. But for the moment Jordan needs all the rest she can get." Ducky advised.
"How long for it to work, Ducky?" Mac enquired.
"Well, with the mixture I made, probably less then an hour, Mac." Ducky stated. Mac nodded.
I still have some questions for Jordan and I know she wants to be updated." Mac knew his sister too well. "So we'll inform her about the developments." Mac suggested. "By the time we go and meet Mike, she should be out like a light." Ducky nodded in agreement.
"I trust you to stay with her at all times, Duck." Gibbs cautioned Ducky.
"I would not have it other way, Jethro." The three men went upstairs and did as suggested.
Mac and Gibbs asked Jordan the questions they needed to be answered. Jordan had more and more trouble answering them and when she was finally sound asleep Mac and Gibbs left for the restaurant. Ducky took a book of a shelf and sat down next to Jordan as promised.
***
Back in town Mike was observing the restaurant from the car. When Mac and Gibbs had arrived they joined him. Mike told them that Carlitta never had left the restaurant. At least not from the staff entrance. They waited for about half an hour when Mike broke the silence again.
"How is she, Probie?" Mike calmly enquired.
"Asleep Mike." Gibbs murmured.
"Ducky had to drug her, else she would have been right here." Mac enlightened Mike.
"One crazy chick." Mike snorted. "That's Carlitta now." He moved his head at the girl who stepped on a green scooter. Gibbs took some pictures of her.
"Let see where she leads us." Mac said and Mike gave a minor lead. Slowly the car followed the girl for about 15 minutes. She then took a left turn disappearing in a small alley.
"Damn!!" Mike hit the steering wheel. Gibbs and Mac rushed out of the car and ran down the alley and tried to follow her by foot, yet through the crowd the girl was no where to be seen.
Both men kept on searching. Suddenly Mac noticed the scooter. He signalled Gibbs to come over. After Gibbs and Mac had joined again they waited for the girl to come back.
"Capture that, Jethro." Mac said as he saw Carlitta stepping out of a house, saying goodbye to a little old lady. Gibbs snapped a few shots before the girl stepped on her scooter again and disappeared in another direction.
When the old lady had stepped back in to the house Mac and Gibbs approached a window of the place and tried to get a glimpse of the activities in the house. Coming up empty they returned to the car where Mike was waiting for them.
"So?" Mike opened the door of the car for them to get in.
"So… we head back to the house and see if these caps bring us anything." He waved his camera. "You keep watching that little house on the end of that alley, Mike." Gibbs snapped.
"Gonna need a lot of coffee." Mike breathed out. Gibbs rolled his eyes and handed him some pesos.
***
