Jordan had screamed and cried none stop for about an hour so far. Zoe tried to get her to calm down, offering the promise of treats or toys, anything to get her to stop. It was getting on her nerves with the constant wailing from the 5 year old. "Come on Jordan, I'll give you your favorite candy if you settle down. You're okay. Just stop crying. Please?" "I want Ima!" The bewildered little girl sobbed, wiping her runny nose. "I want Abba! You're a bad lady!" Zoe rolled her tongue over her teeth then after another 15 minutes of crying the little girls captor just turned on the music to tune out the annoying cries of a traumatized 5 year old. A couple hours later there was only silence in the car. Stopped at a traffic light, Zoe glanced over her shoulder into the back seat. Jordan was fast asleep, exhausted and her head tilted to the side, dry tear lines on her cheeks, her hands somehow still little fists. A couple more minutes and she'd be at the boarder. Jordan had dark hair and eyes, enough to pass for a daughter for when she reached the boarder gate, which she wasn't far from. She took a breath as she saw it come into view. There wasn't that much traffic so she made it pretty quick and slowed. The officer had her role down the window. "License and registration. Where you both headed?" The guy asked, glancing at the little girl inside. Zoe put on a smile as she handed the items over, soon getting them back. "Just decided to tour a bit and check out the scenery. My daughter was so excited to check out new places and explore that she didn't get very much sleep last night." The officer nods. "Out like a light huh?..well, everything checks out. Have a good trip." Zoe nodded as the items were given back and she put them in her purse. The gate was let up and Zoe drove on through. She blew out relief, thankful that it didn't go further than that after paying.
Quickly checking a map she drove to the first town and decided that it wasn't ideal enough and drove on to the next one came, that's where she saw a nice hotel was a good place to be for the night or even a couple days. Being a cop she had enough money. Going into the parking lot, Jordan still asleep, she went inside and rented a room, carrying Jordan in her arms, who was just stirring awake now, making little noises and rubbing her eyes. And it wasn't a moment too soon that the brunette got into the room that the little girl started sniffling, fresh tears coming to her eyes. It wasn't full on like it was before, just sniffling and scared eyes, also flashing to anger and sadness. As soon as she was put down, Jordan moved away from her as fast as her little legs could carry her, running to the far side of the room. Zoe set down her purse and came over, deciding to take the calm approach to not frighten her more and gain her trust. "Hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you." "You lie!" Jordan said to her, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm not lying Jordan. You're going to have a good time." Her captor said smoothly. Jordan shook her head. Zoe took a breath, moving a little closer and getting down on her knees to her level. "You took me from Ima and Abba." She immediately got riled up and started yelling. "I want my momma! You're bad! You hurt Ima!" The kid then began to throw a tantrum and her face was angry. "No one hurts Ima!" She then launched herself at Zoe, hands turned to little fists and she began hitting and kicking at Zoe, pulling at her hair and hitting the woman's chest. Zoe held her arms out, holding Jordan back as the five year old swung her arms out. It worked some, that is until-
"Aaaaahh!" Zoe let Jordan go and she backed away, holding onto her hand. Jordan had bit her and then her expression once angry and confident suddenly turned to fear when Zoe came to her and 'SMACK!' Slapped her on the right cheek. Jordan was frozen where she stood, her body trembling like a frightened rabbit before the predator, unable to move, unable to scream. "Don't you slap me you little brat..you know why I took you?" Zoe said menacingly. "Your father..before you came along, he was with me. Then your mother came in and ruined everything. She took Tony, stole him, away from me. So, I say it's only fair." Jordan just kept her mouth shut, still too afraid to move. She huddled down, curling into a ball with her knees up to her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs. "Go away." She said quietly. So quiet it could've been mistaken for a whisper or a sniffle. Zoe then just stared for a moment then turned and left the frightened little girl alone by the couch, deciding she was hungry and ordered food. Jordan raised her head and looked out the window. "I-Ima...Ima I'm scared. I wanna go home. Abba find me. Please."
Tony and Ziva barely slept though the night. Ziva had constant nightmares. Tony had to hold her as she sobbed, him doing the same as both had a broken heart and were also angry. Doctor Claire had to give more sedative to the mother as she was becoming too stressed as the night wore on...and the morning wasn't too much better. The moment Ziva opened her eyes fresh tears came. Suddenly her stomach flip flopped and the mother scrambled out of bed, barely making it to the toilet on weary legs, her body weak and skin already starting to pale. Doctor Claire and also nurse Anna, who was one of the nurses from when Ziva gave birth the first time, stayed with them throughout the night. Anna went into the bathroom and held Ziva's hair and rubbed her back, speaking soothingly and calmly. "Easy Ziva...there you go. That's it." The mother soon calmed down more, but once she leaned back and sat on her rear in the bathroom, Anna could see fresh tears in Ziva's eyes. She bent down and just enveloped her patient in a hug. "I'm sorry Ziva. I'm so sorry. I can't imagine what you must be feeling...but hold fast. There is hope." Ziva just nodded subtly as she cried and held on to Anna. After a while her sobs subsided. "You okay hun?" Ziva looked up to see her husband standing in the doorway, rubbing sleep from his sad eyes. She sniffled and carefully stood up and went into Tony's arms, quietly sniffling but keeping her breaths a little deep and controlled to not cause stress. She turned her head to the side, resting it on his left shoulder. Tony just held her in his arms and kissed the top of her head as his lip quivered a bit. "We'll find our baby. She'll come back to us."
Wow what a chap. Don't worry, justice will be brought to Zoe...question on that. Arrested? Or shot? Lol! Vote in your reviews. First to get to 5 wins.