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CHAPTER TWO
"You shouldn't be going alone."
"It's only for a couple days, Dad." Sienna said quietly. "I'll be fine."
Mark lifted his gaze to the awaiting plane, then shook his head and sighed.
"I don't like it." He said. "I should go with you."
"There are only two people in the world I trust more than I trust myself, Dad." Sienna said as she turned, placing a hand on his arm. "And...You're the only one..."
Sienna paused, stopping herself from finishing the thought.
"I need you here, Dad." She said after a moment. "If anything happened to Abby......I just...."
Mark pulled his daughter into a hug silencing her thoughts.
"Nothing's going to happen, Sienna." Mark told her firmly. "Abby is in good hands."
Sienna stayed in her father's arms for a moment longer than rose on her tip toes and kissed him on the cheek.
"I know, Daddy." She said, glancing over at the plane then back at her father. "I gotta go."
Mark watched as Sienna slid her bag onto her shoulder and grabbed her purse.
"Keep yourself safe, Sienna." He said softly.
"Always." Sienna said, giving him a small smile. "I'll call you when I get there."
With that, Sienna turned and walked over to a group of men dressed in suits. As they boarded the small plane, Sienna gave her father a final look and then disappeared into the aircraft. Mark waited at his car, watching as the plane took off. As it grew smaller and smaller in the distance, he lifted his eyes to the Heavens.
"She's in your hands now. Don't let me down."
Sienna stepped off the plane and looked around. There were three black SUV's in front of her. Each surrounded by secret service looking people. One of the men came forward, taking her bag while another led her to the middle car. Sienna climbed in and looked at the two people sitting across from her.
The man had gray hair and was wearing a dark suit like the men she'd flown on the plane with. The woman looked younger than him, with short red hair and a pale blue suit. They both had a look of understanding and compassion, but also determination. It was a determination Sienna, herself, had been feeling for over a week now. They were here to get answers and answers they would get.
Sienna turned her gaze towards the window; the two agents began their study of her. Neither had met the woman before today, but they'd read her file. Based on what they'd read, they had expected the woman to be highly emotional. More than emotional, actually. They had expected screaming and sobbing; near hysteria, but what they expected, was nothing close to what they got.
Mrs. Cena appeared to be relaxed and calm. They had no doubt that Mrs. Cena was feeling every emotion in the book, but you'd never know it simply by looking at her. Mrs. Cena had masked her emotions and she'd done it very well.
"Mrs. Cena, I'm Director Shepard, NCIS." The woman said, leaning forward to shake Sienna's hand.
Sienna turned from the window to the lady, reached out to shake her hand. "Ma'am."
Director Shepard smiled over to the girl, then motioned to the man. "This is Agent Fornell, FBI."
The man turned towards Sienna and nodded. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Cena. I wish it was under better circumstances."
"Likewise, Agent Fornell." Sienna nodded towards him, then included the woman in her line of sight. "What's the plan?"
"We've made accommodations for you at a nearby hotel. We'll get you checked in and settled for the night." Fornell said. "Protective detail will be stationed outside your door, and at the front and rear of the hotel."
After Fornell stopped, Director Shepard continued. "Tomorrow morning, a car will pick you up in the morning, take you to NCIS and we'll go over everything there. In the meantime, I'll be catching my team up on the case and its particulars."
Sienna stayed silent, thinking about what they said. Finally, she looked at them, nodding. "Alright, we'll start fresh tomorrow."