Here we go! Chapter 14! Enjoy :-)
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The flutters of her unborn daughter inside her stomach woke Kate from her slumber. Opening her eyes, the sun poured ever so slightly through the dust covered window and into her eyes.
"Daylight," thought Kate. "How long have I been asleep?" A strong kick from her baby forced Kate to sit up. Leaning against the wooden wall, she looked around. "What the hell?" She was inside of a log cabin, in a small room with nothing but a mattress on the floor. She slowly rose to her feet, in an attempt to make her way over to the door on the other side of the room. She was only able to make it about six feet before the tug of the chain around her ankle nearly sent her toppling over. Kate pulled on the chain but there was no use, it was bolted to the wall. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. "Help!" she yelled. "Someone help me!"
Hearing footsteps approaching, Kate hurried back to the mattress. She sat down, pulling her knees as close to her chest as she could, the only barrier of protection she could provide her baby from the approaching intruder. She held her breath as the door to the room opened.
In walked a dirty blond man in his late twenties. He stood over six feet tall, with a build that would make him one hell of a football player. He stood in the doorway looking at Kate, his blue eyes sending chills down her spine. Slowly walking into the room, their eyes never lost connect as he towered over her, an emotionless look on his face.
"You're up," the man's deep voice seemed to make the walls shake.
Kate said nothing as he kneeled down making himself eye level with her.
Kate looked in his eyes. While his face was void of emotion, his eyes were gentle. She watched the man as he stood up, his body bouncing happily as he stood in place. From his actions, she could tell he was mentally handicap.
"Yay! You're up!" cheered the man. "You been sleeping a long time!"
"Um, do I, do I know you?" she asked, calmly.
The man smiled. "I, Carl."
"Carl?" Kate thought for a moment.
"Yeah! That's me!" he laughed. "Your name is Kate! That's what Jacks say."
"Jacks?"
"Yeah, Jackson but I call him Jacks cause he my big brother."
"Jackson? As in Jackson Sawyers?"
"Yeah, that him!"
"Shit," thought Kate to herself.
"Jacks said you are a friend of his."
"Jacks knows me?"
"Yeah, he said you and Tony are his friends."
"Tony? Tony is here?"
"Yeah you two was sleeping in the back of the truck when you got here. Jacks brought you inside and take Tony to the cellar," Carl froze as he looked at Kate. The man reached his hand out, brushing the hair away from Kate's face.
Kate flinched as she felt a sting on her cheek.
"Oh no! You're hurt!" Carl got up leaving the room, a few minutes later he returned with wet cloth and some bandages, kneeling in front of Kate. He placed the rag on Kate's cheek causing her to flinch again. He wiped her cheek before applying the bandage. "All better!" Carl smiled at Kate. "You wait here, I'll be back," Carl left the room. Minutes later, Carl walked back into the room carrying a tray of food. He placed it on the ground in front of Kate, with a smile. "I made you food."
Kate looked down at the tray, on it was a piece of toast with orange juice.
"Eat!"
Kate shook her head. "I'm not hungry."
"You're not hungry? But your tummy look hungry!" Carl pointed at Kate's bulging belly. He giggled. "You got a baby in there."
Kate held her stomach.
Carl reached out his hands, placing them on her stomach. A child like laugh escaped the adult man as he moved his hands around Kate's belly feeling her daughter move. "Baby moving! Baby playing with Carl!" Carl clapped with excitement. "I like baby!" Carl handed Kate the plate. "Your baby hungry. Eat for your baby."
"Why am I here, Carl? Why did Jacks bring me here?"
Carl got quiet. "He said he wants you to play games with us."
"Game? What game?"
Carl shook his head. "I don't want to talk about it. It makes me sad."
Silence came between them.
"Jacks say to take care of you 'til he get back so," Carl pushed the tray to Kate. "You eat!"
"Jacks is coming back soon?"
"Yeah."
"Did he say when?"
"He say when the sun goes down and come up again and goes down and comes up he be back."
"So when is that? Like two days?"
"Yeah! Two days, he say two days he be back."
"Crap," whispered Kate, Jackson return could only mean one thing.
Gibbs walked into the Squad Room. "We better have something!" he shouted.
"Nothing," said Jane. "We've gone through everything there's nothing!"
"Anything on the alert?"
"Just a bunch of dumbass kids who need their asses kicked for playing on federal tip lines," said Grant.
Gibbs looked at his watch. "It's been twelve hours since they were abducted. If he is following his usually method he will at least let Tony live for four days, giving us eighty-four hours to find this bastard…"
"What if he rushes like he did last time?" asked Jane. "We could have less time than that!"
"Then you better make you sure we work fast."
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