Chapter 10

Caitlyn was sitting in the living room, with the three NCIS agents all of them trying to come up with a plan on how to find and rescue their missing agent, Dom. But Caitlyn knew there was no way they would be able to find where he was, not if the CIA was the one holding him. Caitlyn leaned back into the surprisingly comfortable couch, something she didn't think existed in a hidden safe house, and watched the agents who were obviously desperate to come up with some sort of plan to rescue their missing friend. She wanted to be able to give them some hope, she wanted to be able to tell them that they would get their friend and fellow agent back alive and safe and healthy, but she couldn't in good conscious tell them that. She knew how the agency worked when something was threatening them, she knew how far they would go, because she had seen it herself.

"Cait, why are you so quiet over there?" Kensi asked, looking over at the young agent who was still struggling to recover from the injuries she had suffered.

"I am just worried about all of you. I know that you think that there is a chance that you will get him back safe and sound without any problems, but I know how the agency works when there is a problem that they need to handle in this situation." Caitlyn said softly. "I want to believe that your friend, your partner, is safe and unharmed and being treated like a guest and not a prisoner, but I know if you get him back alive he is going to have injuries and he may even be severely traumatized, who knows."

"Caitlyn, no one knows the CIA in this room, the way that you do. Maybe you have some insight on where they might try and stash him, where they might have a place that would keep someone like him and who they might send to keep an eye on him?" Sam asked speaking up. He barely talked to Caitlyn while they were all there, and so the fact that he was actually trying to ask for her help, without outright saying he needed her help, that was something she couldn't ignore. She bit her bottom lip and looked down at her hands that her in her lap and then sighed before looking back up at him and trying to think hard about what he was saying.

"I know that they have special places for situations like this, but there is a huge chance that they are hiding him somewhere close by, mainly because they know that you would probably think that he was taken out of state or possibly out of the country which will work in our favor." Caitlyn spoke up and could see the surprise on everyone's faces. "You thought they took him out of the country?" Caitlyn asked him.

"Well we didn't think they would keep him close by and risk us being able to get to him." G spoke up looking at his ex-girlfriend and still wondering why they broke up in the first place. He was still wondering if he had stuck with her, if he had made sure they didn't break up, if he would have been able to protect their innocent little girl and keep her alive.

"That's the point." Caitlyn pointed out and then frowned as the untraceable phone rang, it was the cell phone she used to contact the CIA, mainly as a taunt. She had designed the phone herself and knew it was untraceable, but it was also safer to only talk for a small amount of time. She had a special thing that made the phone signal jump from cell tower to cell tower, in different countries. There was no way they would find this place. She picked up slowly and answered it. "What?" She said simply.

"I want to make a deal with you." The voice that Caitlyn was hoping to never have to hear again spoke into the phone.

"What makes you think I am willing to make any deals with you?" Caitlyn asked them as she leaned against the wall, aware that all three NCIS agents were staring at her, wanting her to put the phone on speakerphone but Caitlyn wasn't going to allow them to tell her what to do or how to handle anything.

"Well I have more than one thing that you want." The voice said with a sneer in it.

"Well as far as I am concerned you have something the NCIS agents want, doesn't mean you have anything that I want." Caitlyn pointed out, rolling her eyes at the glare that Sam sent her, almost like she was betraying them at that moment in time.

"I have information you might want, badly. I have information on your daughter and it information you are going to need, badly." The voice said, hitting Caitlyn below the belt.

"I seriously doubt you have anything that I need or that will be worth much." Caitlyn stated, proud that her voice was steady and that nothing was giving away the pain that she was feeling inside right then. She wanted to scream in anger and hang up the phone and throw it against the wall, screaming in pain and anger.

"I know something very important about that innocent little angel of yours." The voice said, "I doubt she was innocent, right Caitlyn?"

"You son of a…" Caitlyn trailed off, taking a deep breath and knowing he was doing this on purpose, but her baby was dead and there was no reason this man should be talking about her. "Don't you ever talk about my daughter again, do you understand! You know nothing about her and if you insult my daughter I will kill you slowly and painfully and make you wish you had found a brain to use before you called me!" Caitlyn yelled before hanging the phone up, well aware she had lost it but she didn't care. The pain she was feeling was real and sure threw the phone to G before turning for his bedroom, since she was being forced to sleep in there, and she handcuffed herself to the bed, knowing they would get angry if she wasn't handcuffed and felt herself breaking apart, the pain was becoming harder to bear for her.