POV Hanna

Morning time. I hate having to get up for school. Can't they make it start at noon? Then only make it go till two? That would be nice. I cannot wait to get out of that place. There are things that haunt me about that place every day. Everyone making fun of me say that I'm 'Hefty Hanna' and things along that nature.

I went to go take a shower like normal and I let my mind wonder. My iPod touch beeped. The things that each of keep for when we get phones or what not taken away like what happened last night. I would usually wouldn't get out of my shower to answer it, but I've got a funny feeling that something bad is about to happen, and I don't like it. So sopping wet I go to check my phone. Keep Caleb close. I've got a bad feeling about today.-Aria. it said. I'm glad that I'm not the only one who feels that way.

After finishing my shower I walked downstairs to the wonderful aroma of pancakes and bacon and Emily prepared for Caleb and I. Caleb is still getting ready, and I am relieved that I can hear him from the kitchen today. "Did you get a text from Aria this morning?" I asked her.

She cocked her head. "I turned off my iPod last night and haven't turned it back on yet. Let me see." she told me walking to the foot of the stairs where she had placed her bag. She turned on her iPod. "She did. She say that she has a funny feeling about today. I have to say that I agree with her." she informed me.

"I do too. Just the thought that we've told someone about -A, and that -A hasn't told us anything yet. It's nerve racking. I feel like I want to pull my hair out to tell you the truth." I informed her starting to eat the food that she made.

Caleb walked in then. "Pull your beautiful hair out? You must really be nervous about all of this. You love your hair more than you love me." he commented.

"Did you not hear a word we said last night? -A is a psychopath! I course I'm nervous!- And that is not true, I love you much more than my hair, but you cut it off, and you are dead. If I won't let a doctor cut it off for surgery, I am not going to let you." I said in almost shock.

"NCIS won't let anything happen to us and you know that." he informed me letting the matter of my hair go.

Emily look the same way that I feel. "-A knows how to get around things like that. When it comes to -A we are literally never safe. You remember that because you made the mental choice to be dragged into this. You said that you wanted to be there and help, and this is going to be a bumpy ride." Emily stated with authority.

POV McGee

I had to get up early thins morning to start working on seeing who A is. Tony is going to the local police to set up us using their interrogation rooms and things like that. The fun part about that is they can't say no. SECNAV had make it official that they have to let us. This case has gone way too long and have accused too many of the wrong people, and everyone know that this team can get the job done.

So I am sitting in the kitchen at the table with a cup of coffee tracing the texts to see where they came from. Gibbs walked in then. "What do ya have so far McGee?" he asked me, not in the voice of authority, but the voice of pure curiosity.

"Well, so far all I can tell is that all of these texts have been sent from here in Rosewood. It's coming from an unregistered phone with no name, so I've got a workload ahead of me. Ducky should be out in a few minutes and I took the pleasure of printing out every one of the texts for him so he can do his physiological evaluation of them." I informed Gibbs.

"Good work McGee. Something we do know is that whoever -A is has eyes and ears on the girls, and the last time they tried to tell anybody a lot of people ended up getting hurt, so Ziva and I are going to go keep a eye on the girls." he informed me almost in an asking way since I am running this case.

"That sound like a good idea. For all we know -A could be planning on attacking any second now." I commented. I felt weird for me to be him permission to go do something.

Ziva walked in then all ready to go. "We should probably get going, they said that they were going to Hanna's to eat breakfast. I don't think they will mind if we sit in." she said to Gibbs, and with that they left.

Ducky came in shortly after that. "Alright Timothy, what do we have here." he said more of talking to himself than to me. He picked up the multiple papers and started to examine them.

"They are in chronological order for each girl. Girls are in alphabetical order." I informed him as he took a seat on the other side of the table from me.

"You didn't sleep much last night did you?" he asked me with a knowing voice.

I shrugged. "There is just way too much to get done, and time isn't exactly on our side for this one. So yeah, I worked for most of the night. I have about three gallons of coffee in me right now." I openly admitted. Although, I would only admit that to Ducky.

"I know that you want to do good and get this murder solved, but remember to take care of yourself too." he told me and started to go through all of the texts, and got a concerned look on his face seeing the obsession A has with these girls- and some of the girls secrets.

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