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Kate POV

I refused to let him see my anger, and instead, composed myself so that my face was a blank slate.

"Yes, that's true," I told him, "But you won't, because u need something, what is it?"

He gave a full blown laugh and tugged on the golden cuffs of his suit, examining them with a small smirk on his face.

"You're smart, I like that, but that doesn't mean that I have to keep you around. I'm just waiting for my boss to get here."

I looked at him, and waited for him to continue. My mind was reeling from the fact that he could've just planned this whole thing, gave us a fake paper trail to chew on on his deals to South America and aboard Naval ships.

He looked at me, his dark eyes boring into mine, that infuriating smirk still on his lips, "That's right, I was never much of a dealer. I'm not that high up on his list of men yet, the man that you will see in a few days time will decide whether or not you die. He said keep them alive, nothing more."

I turned my head towards Gibbs, my jaw muscle jumping. How could he have deceived us into thinking that it was a fake trail when we had the drugs in our hands with his finger prints all over them?

To my surprise, his face was completely calm, washed of any emotion, the one that they taught us to have when we are first recruited. I never exactly mastered that.

"So you led us in a goose chase, but how did you know that the case would land in our lap?" Gibbs asked, leaning forward and off the wall ever so slightly.

He shrugged, "We heard that you were the best group of agents, you guys get the biggest case load. We gambled our chances there, but our sources told us that we were correct. And here you are, handcuffed and lying in a worthless heap, the both of you."

I resisted the urge to tackle him and kept perfectly still, trying to work my cuffs from behind.

"So you'll just keep us here until your boss arrives?" I asked, looking at the slightly scuffed Italian leather shoes.

He nodded, "Alive, yes, but he did not make us promise to not hurt you. We can begin now, if you'd like."

He stalked towards me like a panther eyeing it's prey with hungry eyes. I slid away from him until my back was against the wall and I couldn't move anymore.

He laughed and cupped my cheek with his palm, letting his thumb rub circles across my skin.

"You're so tempting, do you know that? I could just take you right here, right now," he breathed, his breath foul and made me cringe away.

"Get away from her."

Four words; but those four words, if said by the right person, could make any man start shaking and backing away. Cold black eyes met steal blue ones, and I noticed his change in posture, he went from confident to hesitating and unsure in a matter of seconds. Just by those four words.

He looked from him to I, and back again. He slowly got up and inched towards the door, his eyes blazing with unsaid furry.

"You'll pay for that, you'll both pay. If I can't have her now, then I'll just wait until you're unconscious."

He walked out of the door and slammed it behind him. I heard rapid shouting in Arabic outside and then heard the grinding of machines.

I looked at Gibbs, my alarm showing and he motioned for me to get closer to him. I obediently inched my way over and to my surprise, he put his arm around me.

"You were out of the cuffs this whole time?" I whispered in his ear as I snuggled against his chest.

He gave a small chuckle and nodded, pulling me close to him and trying to cover up the sound of grinding gears and shouting with his hands.

"What are they going to do?" I asked him softly, and as if it were planned, we were hit with a blast of water.

I didn't see where it came from, but as soon as the water touched my skin, I felt like a thousand knives were piercing through me. I gasped, and immediately shut my eyes, the burning sensation making me want to just die. I gasped, tried to breath, and ended up breathing water in.

As suddenly as it had appeared, it stopped.

I looked around, trying to find the arms that had held me so closely right before the blast and not succeeding. I looked up and saw the blank, wooden ceiling staring back at me, and the only window up on top, seemed to be mocking me.

I turned to my side, and tried to breath, but each breath hurt. I found Gibbs lying still at the far end of the room.

"G-Gibbs," I rasped, my throat scratched raw from the water I had inhaled.

I got on my side and began throwing up the water that I had inhaled, retching violently and watching in shock as the water poured out of my system.

"Come on Kate, you're ok," I heard his voice in my ear and turned again in surprise to see him next to me, rubbing circles in my back, his hair dripping wet and his eyes a brighter blue then ever, it seemed.

"Gibbs, are you ok?" I asked him, dropping onto my back and looking at him full on.

He gave me a crooked grin and nodded, "You were in front of me, so you basically took the blow of the water."

"Do you know where it came from?" I asked him, struggling to sit up against the wall.

He shook his head, anger suddenly engulfing him, "It all happened too fast for me to realize where it happened. You going to be alright?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I'm not going to whine about a little water."

He laughed, "That's my girl."

I heard the now almost familiar grinding of machinery again and froze in mid laughter, they were getting ready for another blow.

"Dammit, we have to go for cover," I whispered, looking around the deathly empty room.

"There is none, we should look at where the water's coming from, and stay down, curl up in a ball and just -"

But he never finished his sentence.

At the corner of my eye I saw jets of water fly out from what looked like machine guns and shoot at us. The water hit me from both sides and I felt my eyes tearing up. I couldn't breath again, and felt my lungs burst from the lack of oxygen.

I felt myself flying and then I hit the opposite wall. I prayed that it would end, but it didn't. I felt the pressure of the water sink into me and press me flatter against the wall, suspended, almost. I chocked on the water I accidently breathed in and felt like my throat was being ripped apart.

"Gibbs," I choked out, looking around and opening my eyes for the briefest second. I couldn't see him, he wasn't there.

Water seemed to shoot down my mouth and I began choking on it until, finally, it stopped again. I felt my body fall from the wall and I felt myself landing on my stomach. I picked my head up, the room was spinning and the darkness that had been in the corner of my mind was slowly dominating my vision.

"Gibbs?" I whispered one more time before everything went black.

Gibbs POV

I never finished my sentence.

I saw what looked like guns appear from within the walls of the wooden room and shoot out tow blasts of water.

I immediately turned to see Kate being thrown across the room and ran to her, trying to out run the blasts when they hit me full in the back, knocking the wind out of me.

I stayed down as the water blasted on top of me, some of it managing to get into my face. I felt a rumbling on the floor that I was on top of and suddenly, I got a mouthful of icy cold water.

I gasped and immediately tried to spit it all out and breath in air, but it just kept coming. The water pierced through my already torn clothes and hit me in the chest.

My throat felt like it was being scratched raw and the water that slid down It was now burning my lungs.

I waited for it to stop, trying to calm my brain down, but it didn't. I began panicking, I couldn't breath, I wanted to scream out. My lungs were close to bursting now.

Suddenly, it all stopped and I felt myself falling, and falling, and falling.

I couldn't see anything now, everything was all black, the last thing on my mind was a single word, with only four letters, the name of a woman that I hoped to see soon: Kate.