The scowl that darkened her beautiful face hadn't lifted in three days. The storm was still there, and grew stronger and stronger with every moment she spent in that house. More like a prison she thought to herself, as she roughly washed the dishes. She set the last dish on the plastic rack, and threw the wet cloth into the sink. Drying her hands, she glared around the room, waiting for him to come in. When he didn't, she set the dry cloth on the counter, and walked out of the room. She peeked around the corner, but didn't see the monster who was keeping her like this.
Her small hands ran along the violet walls, as she kept her eyes and ears open. She placed her equally small feet quietly on the dark blue carpet, and made her way silently to the door. Her hand wrapped around the door knob, and she twisted it. When it didn't click, she realized it was locked. She turned the lock, and quickly twisted the knob. It clicked, and she pushed it open with a sigh of satisfaction. She was finally free.
A cold hand wrapped around her wrist, and yanked her back. He twisted her until he had her facing him, in an arm lock. "Where do you think you're going Caitlin?" he said, his eyes like dark snakes, waiting for her answer.
"Away from you." She spat coldly.
He twisted her arm harder, but she wouldn't give him the pleasure of her cry in pain. "Is that so."
"You can't keep me here forever. Gibbs and Tony will find you." she glared at him.
"Ah, but they think you are dead, darling."
"Don't call me that!"
"Caitlin, soon enough you will love me as I love you. Until then, you are to stay here against your will." He reached behind her, and closed the door and locking it.
She continued to glare at him when he ran his other hand through her hair. She went to push it away with her other, free hand, but he twisted her arm harder. Tears stung in her eyes, as he gently brushed his lips to hers. Her eyes went wide, when she realized what he could do. He pulled back, sensing her mixture of fear, and determination to not let him go further. He let her arm go, and she rubbed it.
"Don't worry Caitlin. I was raised properly, and I will not harm you further. Eventually, you will come to me." he smiled.
She pushed past him, and went into the only room she could have any privacy at all - her room with no windows.
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Gibbs stood in the middle of the bull pen. "Tony, I want you to put the heat on those guys at the airport. Tell them we're now looking for a woman with him. Send them a picture of Kate. McGee." he turned to the computer genius. "I want you to send his picture to all realtor agencies around us. Make sure you get the small businesses first - he won't want to be found. Abby." he turned around, and looked at the goth.
"You process that body, and you do it three times over." he said. Abby nodded, and he turned around and headed to the elevator. He needed to talk to the director.