The look of pure shock was spread across the faces of everyone in the bull pen. "Shayne was married?" Ziva managed to say through her shock.

Aamir shook his head.

"He is 7 years older than her. Why didn't she tell any of us?" Ziva asked, hurt present in her voice.

Aamir looked away from the group not wanting to answer the question.

"Aamir."

"She didn't tell you because she didn't want you to know. She didn't want to marry Lazaro. Father arraigned it."

"She was arraigned to marry Lazaro? Damn." Tony piped in.

"Yeah. They were married for about three years. He was away on missions for the beginning of the marriage, so she didn't seem to mind. However, once he returned you could tell the change in Shayne. She became more distant and quiet."

"He was abusing her." Gibb stated.

"She never came out and said he hit her, but you could tell he was."

"That's why you killed him?" Mcgee asked.

"There is more. She came to me and told me she was pregnant. She said he forced himself on her."Aamir's eyes got darker when he said it. "She kept telling me that she could handle him, and that she was willing to stay married to him for the sake of the baby and to keep abba happy."

"So what happened?" Tony asked curious to what changed.

"Shayne came over to the house one day. It was about 90 degrees outside, and she was wearing a scarf. I pulled it off, and she had a hand print shaped bruise around her neck. That was the last straw. I killed him to protect Shayne and Liam."

Ziva felt the tears threaten to fall from her eyes. She couldn't believe that Shayne was married to this monster, and that he raped her. Deep down she knew that Liam's conception wasn't the happiest, because Shayne refused to talk about it. She just hoped that she was wrong about her theories, but they were right. "Are you sure Lazaro is dead?"

"He has to be. I shot him and set the building on fire."

"OK. Mcgee I want to know if there is any chance that Lazaro Eron is alive. DiNozzos' and Aamir look into who else could have taken Shay. I'm going to see Abby." Gibbs said as the team got to work.

…

Shayne sat in the dark room huddled in the corner. She had managed to find her clothes in the dark, and she felt a little safer now that she had her clothes back on, even if they felt dirty. She pulled a blanket around her shoulders, as a draft made her shiver. She heard footsteps and the door opened revealing a smirking Lazaro. He pulled a chair into the center of the room and sat down as she tried to squeeze deeper into the corner.

"Now, now my dear what kinds of relationship are we going to have if you keep acting like you hate me."

"I do hate you. You're a monster." Shayne said as her voice shook.

"Monster? I'm the one who is trying in this relationship. You are the one who betrayed me and our marriage." Lazaro said crossing his arms across his chest.

"Betrayed you? How did I betray you?"

"Aaron DiNozzo. Why do you think I sent those pictures to NCIS. I wanted to show them that you were the one who ruined our marriage. I am willing to work through our issues. I know it will take time, but we have all the time in the world." He claimed with a smile on his face. "We are going to be a family. You, me, Liam, and hopefully a new baby we create soon."

Shayne immediately felt nauseas with the thought of Lazaro getting her pregnant again. She didn't even want to think about it. She swallowed the bile that had tried to crept into her throat. "You are not going anywhere near Liam."

"He is my son." Lazaro said with a smile.

"No. Liam is my son." Shayne said trying to sound strong. "I would die before you can go anywhere near him." Shayne claimed through clenched teeth.

Lazaro stood up and walked toward her. He forcefully grabbed her chin and forced her to look straight into his eyes. "Liam is my son. And we are going to be together forever, even if it means I have to kill everyone that tries to get in my way." With that he storms out of the room and left Shayne alone to pray for a savior.

…

The sun had set once again across DC. Shayne had been missing for 24 hours, and the team was not anywhere closer to finding the girl. Ziva had her head resting on her arms on top her desk, and she was snoring lightly. Tony was asleep leaning back in his chair, his feet propped on his desk. Mcgee and Aamir were asleep on the floor behind their desks. Gibbs walked into the bull pen and slapped Tony in the back of the head. He jolted awake and pretended to be typing on his computer.

"I'm awake boss."

"DiNozzo, take you pregnant wife, daughter, and Liam home. Be back here no later than 8am.

Tony shook his head in an approval, before waking up Ziva. They went up to get the kids and went home. It was passed midnight, so they set up Liam's playpen in Natalia's room, and put the kids straight to bed. They got ready and crawled into bed. They were laying there for 30 minutes before Tony realized that Ziva wasn't going to fall asleep anytime soon.

"Hey babe," he said turning towards her, and wrapping his arms around her waist. He then realized that she was starting to get a baby bump, but he pushed that out of his mind and concentrated on his wife's concern. "We are going to find her."

"You don't know that. She has been gone for 24 hours. She could be dead by now, Liam could be an orphan." Ziva said pushing herself deeper into Tony's arms.

"You can't think like that Zi."

"What if Lazaro is really alive, and he is the one that has her? Aamir said Lazaro beat and raped her. I can't even imagine what he is doing to her now."

"We don't know that Lazaro is alive. It could be anyone. We have to stay positive for Liam," Tony reminded her.

"Liam could grow up alone, if we don't find her soon.'

"Liam will never be alone. He has an aunt and uncle who loves him and will protect him."

That seemed to calm Ziva a little bit and she relaxed more into Tony's body.

"I love you, Tony."

"I love you always, sweet cheeks," Tony leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Ziva lips, before snuggling deeper into the bed. Tony and Ziva finally relaxed before falling into a restless sleep filled with worry and fear.