The next morning

Kayliee POV

I woke up with a jump, I had a nightmare about James again. I was thankful I don't talk in my sleep. I went downs stairs. My mom was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. "Hey mom. Can I help?"

"Hey honey. Of course you can help." I started the pancakes and waffles at the same time.

"Why so much food? Feeding the wrestling team?"

"No Aunt Ziva Uncle Tony, Uncle Gibbs Aunt Jenny, Uncle Jimmy Aunt Bethany, Bailey Zachary and James." (What a conwinkiedink. I have an Aunt Jenny she is just as cool as Jenny S, but no Gibbs as a husband. Lol.)

"James. My boyfriend?"

"Yea. He asked if he could come to breakfast. He seemed so sweet." I nodded.

"Yea sweet." I mumbled.

"What was that sweetie?"

"Oh nothing." She shrugged and kept making food. Then the boys woke up, so did dad. They got ready. Hannah woke up and got ready. Then all the people came. All except James. I shut the door. Let out a breath of relief. Then on my way to the table the door bell rang. I mumbled curse words under my breath. I opened the door and James walked in. I kissed his cheek and gave him a hug. "James so glad you are here."

"Glad to be here Babe." I always hated that word. Such a sexist word. When I hugged him my face went to fake happy to fear. I wrote on two papers. One was a complete lie the other one was the complete truth. I sat next to Dylan, who sat next to Justin, who sat next to Mom, who sat next to Grant who sat next to dad. Then Tony Ziva LJ then Jenny. I gave James the lie. It said that I love him. The complete truth one I gave to Dylan. I told him to pass it down the line, and don't give it to James. I saw the anger on each of there faces. On the paper it said the James has a gun. Then Tony Dad and LJ stood up.

"James lets talk."

"Why?"

"Because we are her family. What kind of people would we be if we didn't talk to my baby girl's boyfriend." My dad said. I put my hands in my face.

"Dad!" I let out an embarrassed sigh. James just chuckled and kissed my cheek.

"Don't worry I thought it was cute." He walked with Tony's hand on his shoulder. Dylan wrapped his arm around my shoulder then told me to go to our room. I ran up the stairs with Dylan on my heels.

"Why does he have a gun?" I broke down in tears.

"I don't know. I have to show you something. I got in my closet put on my favorite skirt and a sports bra. I walked out and saw him on my bed. He looked at me. His Jaw dropped. He walked up to me, ran his fingers gently over my bruised and beaten arm. I winced every couple of seconds. He looked at me with nothing but hurt.

"Why did you lie to me? I told you every thing. I thought that you would come to me when something got bad." Tears just kept pouring out of my eyes. "Why Kayliee?" He look as if he was going to cry.

"He said he would kill me and my family if I told." Dylan just hugged me. Then I heard a shot, and I ran down stairs before I realized what I was doing. James was bleeding from the head.

"And that is why you don't pull a gun on a DiNozzo." Uncle Tony yelled at the body. LJ gave Tony a head slap. I smiled.

"Yes my misery is over!" I yelled.

"Kayliee why is there busies and cuts all over you?" Tony asked.

"I'm happy don't ruin it." I said to him. Dylan told them what I told him. I was so happy that I don't have to live in fear. I went to my room. And put on Pajamas again. I laid down. Dylan came in and laid next to me.

"You okay?" Dylan asked moving hair out of my face.

"Yea." He nodded and kissed my cheek then almost walked out the door. "Dylan." He sat on my again. "I said thanks because while I was dating him and he abused me, it felt good to come home to you doing everything for me." He smiled at me.

"I am just glad that you got out of the situation before it got worse." I nodded and kissed his cheek. He smiled at me, and left the room. I fell asleep. Hopeful for no nightmares.