Sorry this update took so long. I had to recooperate from the loss of a great agent. I am no longer depressed... just pissed off.
Also, I know that in my story "I Remember" there are quite a few typos once you reach Tony's POV. The weird thing is, once I looked back to where I have it saved in my file on my computer, they aren't there. It is like Fanfiction just decides to cram a bunch of words together.
Please read and review.
Dawn stood at the sink washing her hands. She usually hated public bathrooms, but this one wasn't so bad. At least it was clean. Most others were dirty and there was always a woman who just started talking about God knows what for God knows what reason. They usually commented on her unique style. Mom called these people weirdos.
"Are you the little girl that they were singing happy birthday to?" A woman with dark red hair asked as she came up to the sink. She looked familiar, but Dawn couldn't place her.
"Yeah, that's me." Dawn rolled her eyes as she dried her hands off. Another weirdo... great. She felt a hand come around her mouth as she was about to open the door. What the... She struggled to scream or even move, but she felt drowsy and weak. The last thing she remembered was her body going limp. Help me! Her head was screaming thoughts, but she was powerless.
Abby checked her watch, 7:45. Dawn had been in the bathroom for about seven minutes. "You think she has an upset stomach?" Kate asked.
"Probably. Will you come with me to check on her?" Abby questioned, concern in her voice.
"Of course," Kate answered as she got up to follow her best friend to the restroom.
"Where are you going?" Tony asked as he grabbed Kate's arm.
"I'll be right back, I promise." There was something weird going on between the two of them. Abby noticed, but didn't say anything. She would leave it alone... for now.
"Come on Kate," Abby called as she pushed open the door to the ladies room. Kate entered the door behind Abby. Nothing. Nobody. Empty. "Dawn?" Abby looked underneath the stalls to see... absolutely nothing. She couldn't see Dawn's new babydoll shoes or her read and black socks. "Dawn!" Abby's voice began to come frantic. "Kate, she's not here."
"Okay Abbs, just calm down. Maybe she walked passed us and we didn't notice her in the crowd," Kate said hopefully.
"Yeah. You're probably..." Abby froze. "No. Kate look!" Abby pointed to the floor. She bent down to pick something up.
"Abby, don't touch it. Go get Gibbs," Kate instructed. Abby couldn't move; she was in shock. "Abby now!"
Gibbs stared at the yellow tape that surrounded the bathroom. It was so familiar to him, but never before had someone he knew been the reason it was there. His little girl was out there somewhere, kidnapped. Thanks to all the yelling he had done, his team was in charge of this investigation. Naval case or not... no damn FBI was going to screw up the return of his baby girl.