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Back at NCIS...

McGee silently swore to himself as he punched away on the computer at his desk. Abby sat across from him at Gibbs's desk, doing the same thing. Ziva was at her own desk, placing call after call to Sienna's cell phone.

All day, the team had been one step behind Mrs. Cena, missing her by just a few minutes at every location. They thought they had caught a break with the GPS systems in her rental, but right now, it was more of a hindrance than a help. Shortly after they traced Mrs. Cena's family leaving the hotel, the GPS system in all three rentals went down.

McGee and Abby had immediately gotten to work with restoring them, but so far had had very little success. They had to bypass the company's software to get to the manufacture's server to get in a very narrow back door. And while they did this, Ziva was left alone to deal with Gibbs's snappy demands and the unanswered calls to Sienna's phone.

Ziva put Gibbs on speaker phone at her desk, taking her cell phone out to make another attempt at calling Sienna. As she dialed the number, Gibbs's voice sounded from the speakers.

"What the hell is taking so long, McGee?"

McGee fidgeted nervously. "I'm going as fast as I can, Boss."

"GO FASTER!"

McGee's fingers moved faster as he mumbled under his breath. "Why don't you come do this."

"What was that, Probie?" Tony's voice cut in over the speakers.

"I said, we've almost got it!" McGee said back, ignoring the amused look from Abby.

Ziva hung up her cell phone. "Still no answer, Gibbs."

"Try again." Gibbs said. "And keep trying until she answers the damn phone!"

Ziva gave a silent sigh and reopened the phone. The doors chimed a large group filed in.

"Agent McGee."

It was debatable as to whether the voice was just too soft to warrant any attention or if McGee was just to busy playing cat and mouse with their runaway wife to pay attention. Either way, the person was ignored.

"Officer David."

Ziva didn't even look up. She simply lifted a finger, telling whoever was bothering her that she was currently busy.

"Ms. Schuito?"

Abby glanced up, then returned her focus back onto the computer in front of her. "Just a minute, Mrs. Cena. I'm trying to locate you through the GPS system in your car."

Sienna rose a brow at that and turned looking to her father for help. Before he could open his mouth, Abby stopped and shot up out of her chair, finally realizing who was standing in front of her.

"Mrs. Cena!" she called out, excitedly hopping towards the open phone on Ziva's desk. "Gibbs! Gibbs! We got 'em! We got 'em!"

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A little while later...

Sienna looked at the clock on the wall and sighed. She was exhausted, in every way. She didn't want to be here. She didn't want to be at NCIS waiting for Agent Gibbs to finally arrive. She wanted to be back in her hotel room, snuggled up with her daughter. But her family had insisted they pay NCIS a visit.

Sienna could have told them no. She could have insisted they stay at the hotel and forget about their so called questions or to get answers over the phone, instead of in person. But she didn't. She couldn't. Because she knew the real reason for their visit to NCIS...and questions had nothing to do with it.

The faces around her looked calm enough, their demeanor relaxed to the stranger's eye. But Sienna was no stranger and she knew better. They were tense, stiff, and ready for a fight. They were waiting...every single one of them. Her mom, her dad, her in-laws, uncles and her friends. They were all waiting for 'the moment' they hoped would happen. Sienna was glad the kids were being taken to the break room to grab a snack, because if that moment did come...all hell was going to break lose.

Hell was exactly what McGee was expecting. He knew Gibbs. He knew the minute Gibbs set eyes on the woman that had eluded them all day, there was gonna be hell. Sienna's family wasn't a concern of his. At least, they weren't until he caught glimpse of their suspect being lead out of the elevator. He'd forgotten that they'd requested he be brought back up for more questions.

"Oh shit."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, McGee felt the atmosphere change. Sienna's eyes were fixated on the man responsible for most, if not all of the terror she'd lived the last few months. As her body stiffened, Mark caught sight of him, too. Mark's fist clenched, his relaxed expression disappearing as all the anger came rushing forth.

"You son of a bitch."

The words were barely said before Mark had crossed the room in record time and planted his fist into Rawlin's mouth. Surrounding agents tried to separate the two men only to be pushed back by John's brothers. Seconds later, Ziva and McGee found themselves in the middle of an all out brawl. Hell had broken loose and Sienna did nothing to stop it. She simply walked away.