A/N: OMG, I am super super sorry for not updating in like, THE longest time. Really, I am, but it's hard to work on three stories at once. I'm working on them all now, so I should be updating them soon. And plus, school's starting soon, so I probably won't update as quickly, but I hope I'll do okay. Your reviews mean the WORLD to me, so please keep reviewing. :huggles:
Shay

Chapter Nine

Four months later…

D stalked into the room and slapped three photos on the whiteboard. Everyone's heads came up.

"What's up, D?" Jack asked worriedly.

"We have a case," D informed them. Sue watched him carefully.

D gestured to the first photo. It was of a middle-aged Spanish man, with dark hair and a friendly smile. "Miguel Vega, and his wife," he pointed to the second photo, "Kara." He picked up the third photo. "And their daughter, Kelita." His eyes searched the faces of his team. "Kelita is turning eleven in two weeks, and her parents are dead. Some jerk cut the brake line on their car on Miguel's way home from work yesterday, and now Miguel and Kara are dead, leaving Kelita without a mom or a dad." He clenched his jaw. "Kaylee is bringing her in later for questioning, to see if she knows anything." He glanced at Sue. "Sue, I want you with me."

She nodded, sadness clouding her pretty features.

"Myles, Bobby," D continued, "I want you to go find anyone who would know anything about anything, got it?"

Bobby was already half-in his coat. "Got it, mate. We'll find him." His brow furrowed. "Or her…"

Myles rolled his eyes. "Let's go."

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"You got a visitor." Jack nudged D's shoulder.

He looked up. "What? Oh." He stood up and joined Kaylee at the door. "Hi." They hugged briefly. "How's she doing?"

Kaylee winced. "Inconsolable. Sue's with her in the interrogation room; she wanted me to get you."

"Come with me." D held out his hand and she took it. They walked to the interrogation room and he opened the door softly. "Kelita?"

A small, black haired girl stared up at him with large, dark eyes and ducked her head again, murmuring something in Greek.

D was startled for a minute before remembering that Kara Vega had been Greek. He sat down across from her at the table. He spoke quietly to her in Greek, and she looked up at him. In a display of tenderness, he opened his arms, and she scrambled over to sit in his lap.

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