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Night Owl: Chapter 1; Book Worm

*Note: Italicized words are different languages. But, it is pretty self explanatory.

Nasya's POV

My name is Nasya Maja David. And it is pronounced dah-veed not day-vid. I have a four-year old sister, Caitlin Tali Jennifer David, and a chocolate lab puppy, Tiana. My mom is a single mom who works at NCIS as a federal agent. And this is my life.

Now, you will need to know a little bit about me before we start.

Cait and I go to a "unique" school. We excel in almost every subject and we are creatively talented. Caity is musically talented and a dance wiz. She can play most instruments and she participates in ballet, jazz, hip hop, and pointe. She is also at a second grade level. She does all this and she is only four. Not fair, right?

I am at a twelfth grade level and I sing, act, dance, speak five different languages, bake, and make almost all of my clothes. I am fifteen and I have been through alot in my life. Four months ago, our school was "broken into" more or less. Ten men barged into our classrooms armed and ready to take out anyone who got in their way. Of course, I was the one who go in their way.

Anyway, I was kidnapped and tortured for two months, almost three. (You'll hear more about this later, trust me.) I was found two and a half months after I was kidnapped, hospitalized for a month, and in school for two weeks. Today was the beginning of three weeks back and something just has to go wrong. That is where our story begins. So buckle up, take a deep breath, and get ready for a ride. Good Luck. You're gonna need it.

"We are looking for Ziva David. She is a NCIS agent and was brought in about an hour ago." While I am speaking to the receptionist at the front desk, I feel Caity grab my hand and squeeze it. Looking down at her, I see tears in her big blues eyes. I give her a small smile as the receptionist answers me.

"She is in the west wing in surgery. There is a waiting room right outside of the emergency. Hannah here will take you there, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am. Thank you." I bend down as much as I can with my leg brace and nudge her brown bangs out of her eyes. "Hey. It's gonna be okay. Ima will be okay. Do you remember what she always tells us?" She nods and speaks softly.

"Ima will always be with you no matter what. Ima loves you."

"That's right, peanut. We will be okay. Ima will be okay." I pick her up and set her on my hip. Grabbing my crutches, I place one under my left arm, hold the other with my right hand, and hobble behind Nurse Hannah. She turns around to see us clabbering behind her and rushes back towards us. After apologizing for not helping me, she grabs the extra crutch, my backpack, and Cait's backpack from me and leads us down to the waiting room. Right before we reach it, her pager buzzes.

"I am sorry, hon. But we have got an emergency down in the children's ward. Do think you can make it from here? It is just down the hall." I smile slightly and nod my head.

"Yeah. We can make it. Thank you for helping me." I set Caity down and retrieve the backpacks and the crutch from her. "Good Luck." She smiles brightly at me and scurries down the corridor.

I help Caity get her backpack on, place mine on my back, and put the crutch under my right arm. Cait places her hand over mine and again we make our way towards the waiting room. Upon arriving, we spot three men waiting there. My heart speeds up and my breath catches. And the worst part is, there is only five seats.

You may be wondering why I wasn't this way when Hannah and the receptionist, Lydia, helped us. Truth is, the whole time that I was kidnapped there was not one girl. Therefore, I trust women more than I do men.

Now, back to the present.

The man on the farthest chair has a cup of coffee in his right hand. He has grey hair and piercing blue eyes. The man to the right of him has light green eyes and short light brown hair. His eyes are trained on a smartphone as if he is awaiting a life changing text. The last man has his head in his hands. His hands keep on running through his hair. Back and forth. Back and forth.

I guess I was frozen for a while because Caity was tugging on my hand. My right crutch crashed to the ground as she almost pulls me to the ground.

"Caitlin Tali Jennifer David. Don't do that to me, okay? You know that it is bad when I fall."

"Sorry, Nasya." She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. I sigh and pick her up.

"It's okay, mariposa. Just don't do it again, okay?" She nods into my neck.

I turn my head to meet with a bloodied green dress shirt. Looking up, I see a six foot three male with dark green eyes towering over my four foot ten frame. Again my breath catches.

"Did you say David?"

And with that my breathing speeds up and my world goes dark.

A.N. Hey guys! I hope you like this instalment. Don't worry, I am not forgetting about Safe Haven. Just experimenting with some new stuff! Can't wait to hear from you all! R and R!