Chapter 13: Revenge

All power corrupts, but we need the electricity. - Unknown

"Mr. Rossi there's a Miss Prentiss here to see you." Elle said entering his office.

"Miss Prentiss?" Rossi questioned knowing he must have heard wrong.

"Yes a Miss Emily Prentiss, she said you were old friends. If you want I can send her away." Elle said leaning on the edge of his desk.

"No, that'll be alright. I'm on my way right now, just head back to the kitchen."

"Sure thing Mr. Rossi" Elle said drawing out each word.

"Well, maybe you could..."

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Having gotten restless waiting on Rossi Emily started looking at all the photographs in the room.
Most were of Sophie, no shock there, but one was of her and Abby.
She was surprised that it had been kept since her fallout with the family, although it was most likely Abby's doing.

"Abby adores that picture." Came an all too familiar voice.

"I thought that was why it was still here." Emily said simply, turning to face David.

"Why did you come here?"

"You always did like to get straight to the point of things, didn't you?" Emily sat back on the couch.

"Well since the last time we were together you were threatening me I think the point would be the best place to begin." Rossi sat in the chair next to her.

"I'm over that and it was your fault. You shouldn't have promised me lead in your casino's show and then given it away to some foreign tramp." She huffed.
"Anyway on to more important things, I came down here for a business opportunity and to say I'm sorry.
I missed Abby and I want to make things right between us again." Emily finished, placing her hand on top of Dave's.

"You nearly destroyed my family the last time. I won't take that chance again Emily." Rossi growled removing her hand.

"Dave don't be like that; I've changed." With the stony glare she was receiving she lowered her voice and continued, "I promise I'll be good." finishing with a pout.

"I think it's time for you to leave Emily." Rossi ignored her pleas, grabbing her arm and pulling her to the door.

"Please Dave"

"Go." He ordered.

"You'll regret this!" Emily screamed.

"Oh enough with the threats Emily. I'm still waiting for you to make good on the first set." Rossi finished pushing her firmly out the door.

"Well then it's a good thing you won't have to wait long." Emily calmly told him leaving.

Closing the door Rossi hurriedly called, "Elle, call Eliot and make sure that they don't let that nut into the casino tonight."

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"Nate, Fornell follow that woman." Gibbs ordered shoving them out of the van.
"Make sure to check in regularly." he called before they got in the car and were gone.

"And us?" Munch questioned, annoyed that Gibbs had assumed lead.

"You keep on listening for anything of use and I am going to go call some friends in Chicago, see what I can get on this Emily Prentiss woman."

3:00 pm

Emily's Hotel room

"James I thought if I scared those woman off, if I showed them what else was out there and they left
before he offered them lead spot he would realize he needed me." Emily cried on her step brother's shoulder.

Knowing she wasn't done he continued rubbing her back waiting for her to get her thoughts in order.

"I gave Ashley my spot in that new musical in New York. I bet you didn't know that." She said bitterly sniffling.
"Why did I have to be stupid enough to fall for a married man?
Right now I could be on Broadway, but no, not me.
I'm here wasting tears on a good for nothing man instead." She was now sobbing uncontrollably.

"Shh Ema I promise things will get better.
I've got a real good feeling about that." Sterling promised as he pulled his only family into a hug.

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Rossi Residence
4:15 pm

"Elle, Elle get the door would you!" Sophie shouted from her closet, looking for a dress for the night.

'Bing'

'Bing'

"Damn woman." Sophie grumbled stomping down the stairs.
"Seems like the only thing she's good for is chasing married men." Sophie mumbled flinging the door open and shouting, "What!"

No one was there.

"I told Dave this neighborhood was getting worse." Stopping as something caught her eye, she slowly looked down before she started screaming at what she saw.

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Listening to Mrs. Rossi grumble about her husband and the maid, Munch couldn't help but ask, "What kind of woman knows their husband is being unfaithful and still stays?"

Not sure if the question was rhetorical or not Gibbs decided to answer.
"The kind that isn't in it for love, she probably...", but before he got the chance to finish a blood curdling scream erupted.

Pulling his gun Gibbs hopped out of the van running towards the shrieking Munch following closely.
When they made it around the corner they found Mrs. Rossi on the porch screaming and at her feet was a dead girl.
Going closer to investigate Munch saw a scene he was all too familiar with. The Rossi's maid was dead.
She was in a blue dress and upon further inspection had the same owl tattoo as the others. Munch was furious.
The killer he had been chasing for months now had moments ago been standing in this same exact spot and he hadn't even known it.

"What's that?" Gibbs said pointing to her hand.

Pulling slightly on the fingers Munch extracted a piece of paper. "It's a note."

"Well read it." Gibbs urged.

"I thought you would have taken my previous warnings, but I guess the message wasn't clear enough.
This will be my last one before I come after you." Munch read trying to fit this piece of evidence with the rest.

"Is he threatening her or Rossi?" Gibbs questioned.

"It doesn't say."

"Why? Who? How?" Sophie was shaking uncontrollably, trying her best not to faint.

"Ma'am I think it's time we went to the station and had ourselves a talk." Gibbs said pulling Sophie around the body and down the stairs.
"Munch stay with the scene. Let me know what happens."

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Outside The Hoot

"I just want to talk to Abby." Emily pleaded.

"Sorry but Rossi said you weren't allowed in and I have to follow orders." Morgan apologized sympathetically.

"Well could you at least tell him that I left messages with his butler.
The fifth one wasn't too long ago. Just let him know I want to talk to him." Emily urged really wanting to sort things out with Rossi.

"Will do I hope the rest of your day goes well." Morgan bid.

"Thank you." Emily said.
She didn't care; one way or another she was getting in there.

I've never hit a woman, but if you come at me with that thing I will drop you. - Timothy McGee (NCIS)