A/N: Sry it took so long.. I NEEED REVIEWS peeps! O btw the DRAMA heats up in this chappie!
Disclaimer: ur ugly
A hooded man stood in the dark corner of a dingy bar. Hayden Paniteierre sitting across from him drinking something yellow looking, probably imported. Foolish bastard.
"So, anyways I found out through one of the flight attendants out from Dulles Airport, that Kate-"
"Caitlin, her name is Caitlin." The hooded man said irritably.
"Yeah, if you like…more commonly known as Kate. So anyways Kate, Tony, Abby, and Gibbs all took a flight to US Virgin Islands, some really rich resort or something," Hayden said haughtily as if finding out who was getting on a plane was something to be proud of. The hooded figure hung his head chuckling softly his daughter could do that. This man was plainly stupid, but an eager learner.
"So they are in the Virgin Islands, Now what?" the dark figure asked.
"Now I get on my plane and head out, to get my revenge on "innocent" little Kate…" (A/N: I know gay line.. get over it and keep reading)
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Kate laughed hysterically as she walked out of the bar. Tony had gone to take a whiz or a 'whisp' as he had put it. He was so drunk he was slurring…she was his "designated driver" She walked out to the parking lot to get their car. She walked down the alley to the back lot where she had asked Tony to please not park. But he did anyway. She was walking humming the last song she had heard in the bar. Candy Shop by 50 Cent…
"I'll Take you to the
Candy Shop…" She rolled her hips around, hey it was dark and she was alone…or so she thought…
She heard a crunch of gravel behind her and froze… her hand snaking down to the gun concealed on her thigh. Pretending to fiddle in her purse that perfectly accessorized with her Short Red Dress. The moment her hand skimmed around the trigger, she felt what she thought was a New England Patriot Linebacker and slammed into the wet, grimy brick wall.
"Hey there sexy," A cold rough voice said, forearm pinning Kate's neck to the wall.
"Screw You." She growled, wincing as the arm pressed harder. He swung her around, body pressing against hers hard and invasive against her warm soft body.
He licked her ear, then socked her in the jaw with a fist like a cast iron weight. She cried out in anger, not in pain. Turning her head back again to glare at Hayden, the man who had once made her life miserable.
And just like that, he yanked her into the garage off the side of the alley. Where another pair of strong arms grabbed her. Her legs buckling underneath her as the man behind her kicked the back of her knees. She struggled, wiggling and writhing, trying to get free. She started to cry, Cry for Tony, cry for Gibbs, Cry for anyone who could get her out.
Hayden Lifted her dress up, pulling down the red silk underwear Tony had given her on their wedding night. He invaded her core, taking away the virginity that marriage had restored in her. She sobbed and after what seemed like hours, he smacked her around for a little bit and just left.
"Remember Me Kate," Hayden said beckoning, to the dark figure, they left vanishing into the dark like demons from hell vanishing into the lake of fire.
And for once in her life Kate, cried. Hard. Laying there in the dark, broken, invaded, and stripped. She had no will to move, to live, to breathe… But she had to for Tony's sake.
The pain of giving up was greater than the pain of staying here.
2HOURS LATER
"Kate! Kate? Where Are You Kate!" Abby cried. Tony had called, pissed drunk saying he couldn't find his Kat-illac (Kate). She had come to help him find her. She heard crying coming from a dark alleyway, and rushed down it, hoping to God she was wrong…
She rushed around the corner gun drawn (Gibbs had naturally given her a beautiful Silver SIG p-210 with the word "Abbs" Stenciled in black chrome on the barrel for a wedding gift.)
To find a naked Kate laying on the asphalt shaking, dirty, and wet. Abby threw the gun down, crying and going towards Kate. Kate screamed the minute Abby got near her. Her eyes fearful and full or tears as she whispered, "Tony…" Before closing her eyes and drifting off into a terrified state of sleep, knowing she would never be the same again, but knowing she was safe… for now.
Abby speed dialed Gibbs, telling him what had happened. Gibbs yelling obscenities loud enough to wake the dead, but quiet enough not to wake the living. He came speeding around the corner, Tony in the front seat fast asleep, booze taking its effect. Abby had put Kate's bra and dress back on, trying not to look at her best friend's bruised nipples and stomach. Abby got in, Gibbs carrying Kate to the car putting her head in Abby's lap.
The ride to the hospital was a short and silent one, filled with Tony's snores, Gibbs cussing, and Abby's tears as she stroked her friends face free of the grimy dirt and blood. That bastard just wasn't satisfied with raping her, he had to go and beat the shit out of her too. Kate had suffered a smack or 2 to the top of the eye, a cut bleeding profusely that she had not been able to stop.
"Gibbs! Step on it! Oh My God! She's losing a LOT of blood!" Abby cried showing Gibbs her blood covered hands.
"Im on it Abbs," he growled angrily.
Abby tried getting nearer to Kate now that she was unconscious. Lord, she was in bad shape. She saw the red dress Kate had been wearing torn and shredded a few feet away. Using the scraps of the torn dress she covered Kate as best she could.
She tried holding back tears as she looked at Kate's bruised body—at least Kate had struggled, put up a good fight. There were bruises of handprints and her toes looked almost broken. Abby cried harder trying hard, not to touch her for fear of messing up the crime scene.
She heard the sound of skidding tires and yelling as Gibbs came barreling around the corner, with Tony passed out in the front seat. An ambulance was heard off in the distance.
At last maybe hope can be restored……