Don't own NCIS sadly…don't sue. This is purely for fun.
Parings: TATE
Spoilers: None really…Twilight never happened
Summary: A strange case for all of the team that will test thier loyalty and strenght, physical and emotional...i'm not too good at summaries...just keep reading:D
Rated: T for references and bad language.
Chapter two-much more
Kate and Tony walked through the room, taking as much pictures as needed. Kate walked in to the girl's room and got the shock of her life. It wasn't painted pink with posters of heartthrobs everywhere. No, this room was so much more different. The young girl's room was filled with black posters on the plain, almost sickly white walls. On the desk in the corner was a computer, the outer frame colored in with meaningless symbols. "Tony!" Kate called as she took pictures of the screen saver of a ghastly looking ghost creeping around in a graveyard. "Wow. This chick as issues." Tony's gloved hand moved the mouse in some discomfort. The screen popped up and Kate and Tony shrank back in fear. On the screen, was pictures of Tony and Kate, scratch marks photoshopped across their faces. "How?" The words Kate whispered echoed as the curtains on the window blew with a breeze that was never there.
Gibbs sat in his desk, twirling slightly back and forth in the chair, his eyes closed. "Gibbs?" Abby whispered in his ear. He jumped back, causing the chair to roll towards the back and Abby to recoil, her black pig-tails swinging rapidly. "What Abby?" Gibbs got up and walked towards the windows. "I was wondering if that guy, whose name I kind of forgot, was still in interrogation?" Before Gibbs could even reply, Kate and Tony came rushing in, out of breath, rambling about something or the other. "Yes Abby, he is. Will you two stop acting like two year olds and speak English?" Gibbs glared. Tony and Kate gave each other a look. Taking a deep breath in, they began once again. "She…" "We think…" "Well I'm not sure if…" They aggressively replied. "Hang on! Kate you first." Gibbs demanded, his blue eyes icing down. Tony pouted as the three of them walked back towards their desks. "We went there. Took pictures. Her computer screen had pictures Gibbs. Of Tony and me. With our faces scared up and stuff." Gibbs eyes swung upward from his paperwork on the desk to the two out-of-breath agents. Gibbs picked up the remote to the plasma screen in the middle of the room and clicked a button. The screen switched to the interrogation room that Sean was being held in. The only thing he was doing was staring into the camera, staring hard. And muttering some words, not understandable to the team. The whole team just stood there gazing at the reflection of themselves on the screen which suddenly became fuzzy with snow.
The brown eye came closer and closer until you could see inside. Inside Sean's mind.
Melinda ran through a dark desolate street, unable to find someone to help her. The houses lined up on the side were covered up by the darkness and shadows of the long fingers from the tree branches. The tree branches seemed to be clawing at her, trying to take her into their evil world where nothing was right…or normal. The howling of the wind screamed through the crisp cool night air, surrounding the young girl with fears. Her feet pounded on the concrete hard, her heart pounding like a set of tribal drums beating in her head. As she ran, she glanced around hoping that someone would see her, but no one could. The orange moon glowed intensely, helping her only to see her feet filled with blisters from running so fast, long and hard. Suddenly the pounding of footsteps arose behind her and she ran faster and faster by each second. The footsteps came closer and she just couldn't' leave them behind. Reaching into her purse, she fondled with the keys that were located at the bottom of her crimson red purse. Finally, she stopped in front of a Victorian mansion that was more like a haunted house at night then anything else. Opening the door, she took a deep breath and sighed, wishing that it was all over. She walked through the lonely marble floor, her long hair sticking to her back with sweat. The big front door burst open and the gleam of a large butcher knife gleamed in the low light from the moon. Melinda let out a loud scream only there was no sound…a quick decisive slice from left to right ended her life right then and there. Her dark hair shinned with the blood soaked in it and her hands on either side of her body lay in a heap, with big gashes tears across her chest. After a few seconds, the sound of a clatter of the butcher knife fell on the floor, and the killer dropped to his knees, releasing soft warm tears from his brown eyes full of fear.
Sean gasped out loud suddenly, as if coming out a dream. Remembering the sight of her body and how he found her, he started crying hard. This wasn't the way it was supposed to be and he knew that. He was supposed to have a good life, with a wonderful friend, only now….she was gone. Gone into the world of oblivion and he didn't' even know he did it.
HEY! Thank you guys for the great reviews...with reveiws like that how can i not right mroe right?
so hey...thanks for being patient and stuff...with school and the PSATs comming up, and grades and stuff, i havn't had a lot of time to write, and i'm sure that i'll have more written before my b-day(November 21) and so ya'll hopefully check it out during thanksgiving, not like i'm doing anything then, so i'll write!
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