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CHAPTER FOUR

The next morning..............

Sienna slowly dragged herself out of bed. Another sleepless night full of tosses and turns and very little peace. Checking the clock, she took a quick shower and opened the door, heading downstairs with agents in tow.

The drive only took a few minutes. Very little was said to her as she was led to a small room and told to wait. So she did. When minutes passed and no one came, she looked up, peeking over towards the door. As her fingers drew a pen over the table in a light scribble, she gave an impatient huff, stood and walked out the door. _______________________________________________________________

Gibbs and his team filed into the interrogation room where the victim's wife was. When the four agents walked into the interrogation room, they froze in their tracks.

"Where is she, Boss?" McGee asked.

Gibbs lifted his head and looked at Tim. "Gee...I don't know, McGee."

When Gibbs continued to stare at him, Tim nodded.

"Right...I'll just go.......find her." Tim said then quickly left.

When Gibbs turned his stare on Ziva, she flexed her fingers and pointed to the door.

"I'll check....somewhere." She said then sped off.

Before Gibbs had a chance to turn the stare on him, Tony put up his hands and started backing out of the room.

"I know, I know. I'll go help." Tony said

Gibbs let Tony get out the door before calling him back. "DiNozzo?"

Tony stuck his head back in the door. "Yeah, Boss?"

"Check outside." Gibbs said.

Tony stepped back into the room, looking at Gibbs curiously. "Gut feeling, Boss?"

"Nope." Gibbs pointed to the scribble on the table. "She left a note."

Sienna walked out of the coffee shop and walked back down to the front steps of the NCIS building. Once in front of it, she took a seat on one of the steps. Setting her steaming cup of coffee to the side, she dug in her pocket for the lighter and pack of cigarettes she'd just bought.

She stared at them for a minute, torn between opening the pack and throwing it away. After all, she'd quit smoking three years ago. But…well…that was before. Almost unable to stop herself, Sienna slapped the pack against her hand, then slowly unwrapped it. Her fingers shook slightly as she lifted a cigarette out. Rolling it between her fingers, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Forgive me." She whispered.

Sienna put the cigarette between her lips and lifted the lighter. The flame flickered in the wind, but easily caught the end of the cigarette. With the first deep inhale, Sienna felt the old familiar feeling of calmness spread through her limbs. As much as she hated to admit it, she had missed that feeling.

Three minutes later, Agent Fornell found her on the same step, savoring the same cigarette. Sitting down beside her, he lit his own cigarette and looked out at the people walking by.

"How you doing, Mrs. Cena?" He asked her softly.

Sienna took another drag off her cancer stick and nodded. "As well as can be expected, Agent Fornell."

"Are you sure? If you need some time, we can wait awhile." Fornell said.

Sienna shook her head as she looked up at him. "I'm fine. I just want to find him."

Fornell nodded and looked over at the girl beside him. "You're holding up much better than most women in your situation would be."

"I'm not most women, Agent Fornell." Sienna said.

Fornell nodded. "I'm beginning to notice that, Mrs. Cena."

Sienna looked away from him. "Besides, I made a promise."

"What kind of promise?" Fornell asked.

"To find him." Sienna answered. "I intend to make good on that promise, Agent Fornell."

Sienna and Agent Fornell grew quiet, focusing on their cigarettes as their mind wandered. Sienna said she'd keep that promise and Agent Fornell believed her. He just hoped finding him was all she planned on doing. Somehow, he didn't think so.

"Fornell..."

Sienna and Fornell glanced behind them. A man close to Sienna's age with dark blonde/light brown hair was standing behind them. He had a phone open in his hand.

"Ahh...Special Agent DiNozzo." Fornell said as he stood.

The man put the phone to his ear. "I got 'em, Boss. Up in two."

As he hung up the phone, the man flipped open his wallet, showing Sienna his badge.

"Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo." Tony said. "I'm with NCIS."

Sienna nodded towards him in return. "Sienna Calloway-Cena."

"Nice to meet you." DiNozzo said with another smile.

Sienna didn't smile back, but offered another nod. "You as well."

As Sienna turned back around to finish her cigarette, Fornell looked towards Tony.

"He ready?" Fornell asked him.

Tony nodded. "Yeah, but if you need another minute, I'm sure I can stall him for a few."

Agent Fornell glanced at Sienna, then turned back to Tony. "Maybe another minute would do some good, Tony."

"I don't need another minute." Sienna said, taking a final drag off her cigarette before putting it out. Rising to her feet, she glanced at the two federal agents.

"The sooner this starts, the sooner I find him." Sienna turned, walking past them, muttering under her breath. "The sooner I can make him pay."

Tony took a moment to study the woman as she walked away from them. She was something else. It was like she had complete control. Not something you'd expect to see from someone who'd just been through what she had. Reminded him a lot of someone else he knew very well. Fornell glanced at Tony, thinking the same thing.

"Amazing how she does that, isn't it?" Fornell said, shaking his head.

Tony glanced over to Fornell. "Never seen anything like it. Kinda reminds me of Gibbs."

"Yeah...scary isn't it?" Fornell said.

Tony turned his attention to Sienna who was nearly up to the door. His gaze traveled down her silky hair, rounded curves and back up again. A playful smile tugged at his lips as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Scary wouldn't be the word I would use, Fornell." he said

At that moment, Sienna turned around and glanced down towards the bottom of the stairs.

"Are you two coming?" She asked the two agents, before focusing in on Tony. "Or shall I send you an invitation first, Agent DiNozzo?"

Tony cocked his head to the side as he watched her turn and go without an answer. As she went inside, he looked over at Fornell and gave a small shrug.

"Okay...so scary was correct."