I know, it's been a while, I'm sorry, but here it is, chapter 4, hope you like it

Kelly slowly walked down the hall, towards the nurses office. Her mommy had told her to see the nurse before she went out to play at recess. She didn't really want to. The woman was old, and fat, and smelled like the cigarettes Kelly had seen her smoke one day after school.

But her mommy had told her to see her, and she did what her mommy told her to, well most of the time anyway.

So she walked down the pale blue hall. Part of her wanted to go as slow as possible, but part of her wanted to get it over with so she could see Harry. She finally settled in a pace between the two.

When she reached the wooden door, she slowly pushed it open. The nurse was sitting at her desk, looking through some papers. The door creaked as she pushed it, letting the woman know she was there.

"Ah, there you are Kelly, your mummy said you would be coming in. It took you so long, dearie, I thought you had forgotten and was about to send the hounds after you" the woman laughed.

Kelly stared at the woman.

"Yes, now, lets look at that scratch of yours" the nurse said, getting more serious.

She led Kelly to a hard chair, and parted some of her hair, in order to look at the injury.

"Are you dizzy at all?" the woman asked her.

"No, ma'am" Kelly replied.

"Any head ache?"

"No, ma'am."

"Good, good. Are you sure you're alright?"

Kelly nodded as the woman fixed her hair.

"Alrighty then, you can go play, but if you start to feel weird, come back instantly."

"Yes, ma'am" Kelly said as she left the room and rushed down the hall.

She was glad to be out of there. She passed some of the older classes that were still learning; their recess was later in the day.

Eventually, she reached the doors that led to the play-area and quickly exited the building.

All of the other children were running around, playing, happy to have some free time. Kelly stuck to the edges of the area, avoiding the crowd of students. She spotted the bench on the other side of the area, but couldn't tell if Harry was sitting on it.

It didn't take her long to reach the bench, but Harry was not sitting on it. She scanned the area around the bench. Still no sign of the boy she had be-friended. He wasn't sitting on any of the other bench's. He wasn't playing with any of the other kids. He was nowhere in sight.

"Are you looking for Potter?" a high-pitched voice questioned.

Kelly turned around to see a brunette girl watching her.

"He's not here today" the girl continued, not letting Kelly answer her question.

"Why not?" Kelly asked.

"Don't really know, but somebody said he was climbing the building yesterday and was suspended" the girl replied. "They said he won't be back till Monday."

"Who told you this?" Kelly frowned, her curious instincts kicking in.

The girl frowned as well, before looking around her.

"Well, the person who told me was told by Dudley, Potters cousin. You should be careful of him."

"Why?"

"He doesn't like Potter" the other girl shrugged before turning around to look at a group of girls.

Kelly looked past her to look at them as well. It looked like they were getting impatient. One was motioning for the girl Kelly was talking to to hurry up. The other two were lazily swinging a jump rope between them.

"Do you want to join us? It's a lot more fun than sitting here" the girl offered.

Kelly thought for a second.

"Alright" she grinned.

The other girl smiled as well and led her to the group.

"How was school today, honey?" her mother asked as she drove Kelly home.

"It was fun" Kelly replied.

"What did you do?"

"Well, my lessons were kinda boring, but I met some girls during recess" Kelly explained.

"Really? That's cool. How was Harry?"

Shannon watched as her daughters face fell.

"He wasn't at school today" Kelly told her.

"Oh, do you know why?"

"Well, the girls said he got into trouble yesterday, so he won't be at school until Monday."

They spent the rest of the ride talking about what Kelly had learnt at school.

"Are you sure this is the right thing, Jethro?" Shannon asked her husband later that night.

"Give her a little freedom, Shan," Gibbs chuckled. "If it ends up being a problem, we'll do something."

Shannon shot him a look.

"Jethro, the boy was suspended for three days, I'm not sure I want him around our daughter."

"Lets at least met him before we jump to conclusion."

"If Kelly gets into trouble because of him, I'm blaming you."

Gibbs chuckles again as the red-head poked his chest. He grabbed her wrist and pulled him to her.

"If it happens, I'll take the blame" he grinned.

Shannon gave him a look and pushed him slightly before walking off, shaking her head.

"And I thought boy trouble wouldn't start for a few more years" Gibbs laughed to himself.

Kelly sat in her room. She had already finished her homework, and didn't want to play with her dolls.

She was thinking of her friend. Something told her he was in trouble. She just hoped he was alright.

It was dark. But, then again, it was always dark when he was in trouble. His uncle would take out the light bulb and keep the grate closed.

He had no idea what day it was anymore. It could be Sunday, or it could still be Tuesday. He was clueless.

His face still hurt, but it wasn't as bad. This was the only thing that told him some time had passed. He carefully pressed his fingers against the welt, and had to fight back any sound of pain.

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