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The door creaked as she opened it and she was almost afraid that it would fall off of it's hinges. They had been lucky enough not to run into any so called "guards" and they were so close to finding Dawn. It would really suck if a noisy door gave them away.

"Do you see anything... or anyone?" Abby whispered hopefully.

"Not yet," Kate replied. The flashlight that she held in her hand didn't light up much of the large room. So basically, she could only see small spaces at a time.

Kate surveyed the room carefully, shining the light along the walls and into corners. Before she had even finished her search, the two of them heard a small cough come from their left. Followed by a familiar voice whispering into the darkness, "Mommy?"

"Dawn!" Abby squealed as Kate pointed the flashlight at the small child huddled in the corner. "I missed you so much sweetie. Are you okay? Did they hurt you?" Abby hugged Dawn tightly for a few moments.

"I thought I smelled gun powder," Dawn giggled, clinging to Abby just as tightly and burried her head in her mother's hair.

"Dawny, what happed to her eye?" Kate asked.

"Aunt Kate!" Dawn screeched, dismissing the question. "I didn't know you were here." Dawn reached to hug her, but stopped, realizing that she was to far away.

Dumbfounded, Abby looked down to where her daughter was chained to the floor. "Oh Dawn! Kate, can you get this off of her?" Abby questioned.

"I don't know, but I can try."

Kate began to pick the lock that held Dawn to the floor. She could tell already that this wasn't going to be a simple task. Gibbs had always been the one to open any locks they were faced with.

Trying to take her mind off the trouble that she was having, Kate asked Dawn a question that had been on her mind for quite awhile now. "Dawny, do you know who took you?"

"Of course. It was Audrey, daddy's ex-wife," Dawn replied calmly. Apparently, she had become to comfortable with this place.

"Is she the one who did that to you?" Abby inquired, rubbing her fingers lightly over Dawn's bruised eye and cheek.

At the sound of this question, Dawn seemed to lose all courage. "Na-uh," she mumbled.

"Who then?"

"I was trying to be nice to him because he was usually the one who brought me something to eat or took me to the bathroom, but then one day, I said something rude and he hit me. After that, he just wasn't so nice anymore," Dawn told them, her voice quivering with every breath. Although, she did manage to get out one more sentence before she started to cry. "His name was Paul."

Abby held Dawn in her arms as Kate continued to struggle with getting her free. At the moment, she was unsure if even Gibbs could crack this one.

After a few more minutes, when Kate had almost lost all faith, she was surprised to get the shackles off of Dawn's ankle.

"Got it," she said triumphantly. "Let's go!"

"I don't think so!" The three of them spun around as they heard the voice of someone in the doorway.