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Author Note: Don't kill me after this.

She had woken up in the middle of the night, feeling the baby flip and slide in her belly. Her body told her to go to bed, she needed to sleep, but her mind and more importantly her heart, yearned for the movement of her son. She was at 6 months now, 23 weeks, ending her second trimester. She was excited for the third trimester, the final lap in her eyes. Truthfully, she was excited to start her family of her, G, and Isaac Something Callen. She yearned to know what kind of father G was, what kind of life they would have. She rolled softly, facing herself to G, and smiled at his peacefulness. Life was blissful.

…

They had had an early breakfast, G was dressed for work while Nell was still in her pajamas. "Any plans for the day?" Callen asked as he scavenged through the house looking for his car keys that always seemed to mysteriously take off at urgent times.

"Grocery store, that's it." Nell replied, standing on her tip-toes to kiss him, sliding his keys into his hands at the same time.

"You're the best."

"I know."

He rested his hands gingerly around her stomach. She was evidently pregnant now, not large but more of a balloon self-conscious size. "I love you so much. Be safe, k?"

"Love you soon, see you at five. Maybe I'll have supper ready?"

He laughed, planting one more kiss before heading towards the door. He was almost out when he turned back, "Make sure you do." He yelled back, laughing as Nell jokingly chucked a dish towel at his head. Maybe if he would of thought back to that moment, everything that happened after it, he would have chosen his words a bit carefully, told her to stay home, anything, to change the future events.

…

Life in the real estate business is nothing but exciting but for G, it was excruciating. He hoped, knew, that Gale Greinke would need a job change in the future, if this act was to go on. He was about to make yet another paper airplane when his phone began to vibrate. He frowned, wondering who would be calling him, and when he saw Sam's name flash on the caller id, he picked it up tentatively.

"Sam, I'm at work-"

"G, where is Nell?'

"Nora?" G asked, his mind racing. Where was she going today? "Home or the grocery store."

"I'm on the next flight, G."

"Sam, you are scaring me. What is going on."

Sam's breath came in raspy as if he was running or frightened and Callen felt his skin turn icy.

"Granger came in this morning, don't tell me how. He didn't tell us, but he told Hetty. He told Hetty that Nell had been located and he was sending agents to find her for her safety and, G don't you see? Tom found Nell. Tom is coming for Nell."

"Sam, I gotta call you back."

"Please do. And with good news."

…..

Nell felt herself humming as she poked through the grapes, her mind totally preoccupied. She had no clue what to make G for supper, and she wanted it to be nice. She didn't even know the figure coming up behind her, until he had wrapped his arms around her waist. She took an intake of breath. G was defenetly not the one behind her. G knew better, knew she was still touchy, still jumpy. He never surprise attacked her. Then who the hell was behind her?

"If you scream, I will shoot the closest man, women, or child near us. If you fight, I will have my men kill your friend Senior Agent Callen. You have two options. You can fight me, and Callen can die for you, or you can come with me, and he can live. He will be able to go back to his job, back to his lifestyle, enjoy himself. You have two options."

His voice was the small awful whisper she remembered from her dreams. His breath held the same stiff smell of terror. She had another life to fight for, she couldn't risk running away. But where was Callen? Callen could fight his own battles, couldn't he? Maybe not. But they would let him free. Free to go home with Sam and Hetty and home. She screwed up his eyes, before awnsering shakily.

"Ok. Where are we going?"

….

Callen was racing down the highway, destination for the supermarket. His heart felt like it was in his throat, his chest too tight. Scanning the parking lot, he located Nell's car. "Please let her be safe." He whispered to no one in particular, barley stopping the car before sprinting to the store.

"Sir, do you need any assistance?" A young teenage boy was planted at the doorway, armed with an apron and samples.

"Yes, yes, my wife… She's pregnant you see, and I need to locate her ASAP." He replied, his cover story lie sliding through his mouth better then he expected.

"Course, sir. Name?"

"Nora, Nora Greinke."

The young man paged her over and over again, but after ten minutes he stopped, turning towards G. "It seems she isn't here right now. Are you sure she is here?"

G took a deep breathe, his anger at a whole new level. He had never been so angry in his life, not even when Nell told him she had been raped. He knew Tom had got to Nell. Got to her right in front of his damn nose. "I'm going to cut the crap out right now, " Callen abruptly stated, causing the teenager to turn to him.

"Sorry sir?'

Callen reached into his back pocket, not even sure why he had his badge on him. Probably just fate. "I'm Agent Callen, NCIS. One of my team members is suspected to be taken from this grocery story in an undercover mission. Her life is in danger, I need access to your cameras, and I need it now."

The young boy's face would be almost comical if the situation wasn't so dire. "Uh yes, this way"

Callen followed the young boy, dialing his phone at the same time.

"G?"

"Sam, she's gone. They got her. Hurry."

Sam pounded his fist to the wall, startling the other men in the LA airport. He had been too late. And it wasn't an coincidence that his partner was doing the same thing in a grocery store over 2,500 miles away.

"I'm on my way G."

"Bring Kensi, and Deeks too. And Eric. Please."

"Already on it. G? We'll get her back."

Callen had already hung up though, going from undercover mode to scary agent mode. He would make Tom Granger pay, but fast. Before something happened to Nell. Before something happened to his baby. His family. Because some creep name Tom Granger had no right to take that from him.

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