"Do you remember the day you saw Agent Gideon at your house?" Morgan questioned once he felt she was comfortable enough with him and Jereau in the room. Katheryn nodded. "Where were you? How old were you?"
Smiling as the memory played in her head like an old rusted reel in her head. "It was my third birthday. At least that was what Gabe and I was celebrating." Katheryn spoke confidently. "Uncle Jason came when the two of us were left alone in the house because we were bad." Katheryn chocked on her own words.
Morgan caressed her hand gently with his thumbs. "What did you do to be bad?" He questioned.
Snorting out a small laugh Katheryn shook her head. "We had these reversed moral compass back then. The good things were bad and the bad things were good." She began.
Flashback
The little three years old girl and her elder brother refused to kill the little kittens they found in the gutter across the road. She playfully tickles the little kittens, as the elder would bathe them in whatever paint stained bucket of rainwater they could collect. They knew if they used up the 'good' water, their parents would punish them.
Calhoun came around back as soon as he was done helping their parent in the basement. She was not yet allowed to go to the basement at that point. She always wondered what was in there.
Hearing the heavy steps of the mean other half of him, quickly they place the innocent little being in a large cardboard box. "When do we tell mommy about kitty?" She spoke softly seemingly ignorant of the character their parents was. Gabriel hushed her quickly. "Why?" She questioned. He just shook his head. He wanted to keep her innocence as that. Innocent. "But they are so cute." She said pouting her lips a little. "Maybe we could…" Her sentence was cut short by the sight of her eldest brother.
With the air of cockiness around him, and a smirk that she would love to smack off his face, Calhoun taunted the younger twin. "Be silent all you want. I can ruin those kitten with just one word." He provoked his two younger siblings.
Almost pleading the younger twin pleaded with his eyes, hoping there was still a little kindness in his heart. "Do you need anything Cal?" He asked timidly. Calhoun shrugged his shoulders.
The young girl almost screamed as she felt her small body yanked backwards by the shoulders. "Go and clean up right now. We need to go out now." The person who carried her for almost 7 months snarled at the little girl.
Too afraid to argue, Katheryn ran up to her room as fast as she could before she was instructed to do another thing. "I want to see those things gone when I come home." Was the last thing she heard her father said. Changing her clothes quickly, the little girl searched for her mother.
A little too roughly, the lady snatches the little girl's hand as the mother hastily dragged her to the worn out gold minivan. "Where are we going mommy?" She asked innocently over and over.
"Shut up." The father figure snarled. The little girl recoiled in fear. "We're going to find another friend." He finally said with a sickening smile on his face. "Do you remember what you have to say?" He questioned as he glanced at the rear view mirror to see his little daughter. The little girl just nodded.
As soon as the car came to a halt, the little girl went running towards the mall. She wished she could just run away. She wished that she could just forget about what awful family she was living with. Yet she have one that loves her. She still have her brother. Her protector.
She darts towards the children section. The section where mothers and mothers to be were usually at. She looked lost. She was three and all alone. Practically she was. Lost.
"Hey little girl." The man said crouching down to her level. "You look lost." He said softly. The girl shook her head as she looked at the lady who was walking towards her.
The mother. Some mother she was. A little girl barely three and another on the way. Or at least that was what she looked like. "I told you not to run. What if I lost you?" She said shaking the little girl too hard. The fear in the little girl's eyes was genuine. Yet the earnestness in the mother's was not.
'Help me'. The little girl mouthed at the older man. "Hey, my name is Jason." The man said extending his hand. "What's your name pretty girl?" The little girl seemed terrified to even answer him.
"Tia." Her mother spoke. "I'm sorry sir, we have to go." She said as she jerked the little girl roughly. "What do I say about talking to men?" She scolded the little girl. "Now, let's go. Or your father is going to get angry at us."
End Flashback
Morgan's soft voice brought her back from the memory for a second. "You are in a safe place Katy. You are going to be just fine." His voice soothing as small curve formed on her face. Katheryn nodded her head.
Flashback
The very pregnant woman struggled in the back seat of the van. The little girl sat quietly beside her as she looked down on her feet. Seeing the distraught girl, the pregnant woman stopped. As if she could feel the fear that was coursing through the little girl's veins.
The little girl looked up at the pregnant woman. The woman smiled. A sincere maternal smile. Her eyes were apologetic knowing what the fate of the woman in her house later.
As soon as she reached home, she bolted from the car as the car stopped. "Gabriel." She called as she ran towards the back yard. "Ga…" her voice box gave in. "Cal no. Please please no." She cried loudly. The last kitten's life was not spared either. Not even with her cry.
"Gabriel get in here." The father voice roared from inside the house. Quickly he went in. It was an unspoken rule in the house, no one, not one person will question their father. Not even their own mother.
From outside of the house she could hear the pregnant lady scream and shouted then her voice was quieted to a whimper. She wanted to go in the house and help the lady. She wanted to help the pregnant lady but what could a three years old toddler do.
With tears stained face, she went on in anyway. The pregnant lady she was with in the car was strapped down on the chair with a hole as a seat. She squirmed as her body was stripped down from her clothes.
Katheryn stood still at the doorway. Looking at the work her parents were doing. She had heard other things before in her life but never did she have the courage to enter to see for herself. The funny looking contraption in her brother's hand was wet and bloody.
She was not sure what her brother or mother was saying by then. Her mind could not comprehend the reality that she was living with all these while. Why her father was touching and saying things to her at night. Why her brothers were forced on her at night. She thought those were normal. Those were games that kids play at night.
The next thing she knew was her head hitting the back of the steel chair and the world as she knew it changed. She could feel blood dripping down her neck and stopping at the nape. It seeped warmly on the white peter pan collar of her on her blue blouse.
The muffled sound of her mother shouting and her brothers yelling were nothing new, but when she heard the door was being broke open she knew her life was going to be changed.
End Flashback
Her hands were trembling a little as she told them the story. Outside the door, Gideon glanced back at Aaron. Both of them were there. Aaron knew exactly what happened that night. His little blue baby.
He never told her what he saw, and he never told her that he was there.