A Victim

Chap 7

Alexis' POV
Tony drove us too NCIS. I quickly made my way to the third floor. I saw McGee standing at his desk. "McGee!" I exclaimed. I ran up to him and hugged him. "I've missed you!"
"Uhm, Tony, what did you do to her?" McGee asked as he hugged me and sat me down in his chair. "I told you to take care of her; not scare her."
"I didn't scare her," Tony scoffed as he sat at his desk. "I swear, I didn't."
"It wouldn't be the first time," Ziva smirked.
"What did Tony do?" McGee asked me as he got down on one knee to look me in the eyes. "Hey, you can tell me."
"He watched the whole concert from the stage," I sighed. "He took it too far. I can't even spend time with my best friend when he's always there watching me."
"What's the difference with McGee?" Tony asked.
"Maybe because I know how to give her space," McGee assured. "Let me finish some paper work and we can go."
"I'm waiting for Abby," I smiled. "We are going to a Hunter Hayes concert together."
"Oh, okay," McGee nodded. "Do you want something to eat?"
"We stopped for lunch before I got here," I smiled. "I'm good." I sat at McGee's desk for a few hours and my phone rang. I didn't recognize the number so I picked up. "Hello?"
"Hey Alexis, it's Blake," said the voice.
"Omg! Hey Blake," I smiled. "Sorry I didn't stay with Arely."
"It's okay," Blake said. "At least she gave me your number."
I giggled. "Yeah, well, I did tell her to," I smiled. "What's up?"
"I'm actually calling to see if you want to hang out sometime?" Blake asked.
"That came out as a question," I smiled. "But definitely. How does Monday sound?"
"Pretty good to me," Blake stated, hearing the excitement in his voice. "So I'll pick you up?"
"Let me talk to my dad and let you know," I smiled.
"Let me know what?" Dad asked walking in.
"Dad, Blake wants to know if he can pick me up Monday to hang out," I sighed. "So can me and him hang out Monday? Please?"
"You can but what time?" Dad asked.
"Blake, what time?" I asked.
"Anytime is fine with me," Blake stated.
"Any," I nodded.
"It'll have to be after your dress fitting," Dad smiled.
"I'll call you tomorrow and let you know," I said, a little confused. "Okay, Blake?"
"Alright," Blake sighed. "I'll see you later."
"Bye Blake," I smiled hanging up. "Dress fitting, Dad? For what?"
"You're eighteenth birthday is Saturday," Dad nodded. "You and Arely share a birthday. She didn't tell you?"
"No," I nodded.
"Well, you two have dress fittings Monday," Dad shrugged. "Two dresses each and one costume."
"Costume?" I asked.
"Yeah," Dad nodded. "You wrote me a letter one year hoping you have a birthday party with Arely with the Supernatural theme." I looked at Dad. "I already bought the two dresses and the costume. Just gotta see if they fit the two of you."
"Then why can't Blake be there for that?" I asked. "So we can leave right after."
"Well, you, Alexis still have to make a decision," Dad said. "Arely is sharing a dance with her boyfriend Drew. You have to choose someone to dance with."
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Well, let's see. We have Barry, Blake, and Tony," Dad listed. "McGee can be on that list as well. I don't know."
"Dad, I haven't heard from Barry since last night and Tony has been driving me nuts," I stated as I stood up. "So between Blake and McGee, I don't know."
"Make a decision by Thursday because Friday is when the guys are getting suited," Dad nodded.
"Dad, a party on the couch with pizza and the team would be fine," I shrugged. Abby walked in wearing black skinny jeans, red and black flannel, and black boots. "And it seems my six o'clock is ready to go."
"I am ready to go and you look really cute," Abby smiled. "You have the tickets?"
"Yeah, I kept them in McGee desk for safe keeping," I smiled.
"I didn't find any tickets," McGee said, confused.
"Shhh," I winked at McGee. I got down on my knees and picked the lock on McGee's desk. I got the tickets out and closed the drawer. "Here they are." I stood up. McGee opened his mouth but I put my hands over his mouth. "Not another word." McGee nodded. "Well, I have to go so I'll see you want I get home Dad." I kissed him on the cheek. "Don't wait up for me."
"Drive safe, Abby," Dad nodded.
"Yes Gibbs," Abby smiled. She drove us to the concert and we found our seats. "So are you excited?"
"Yeah," I smiled. "I've missed you way too much those past seven years." I looked at Abby. "I'm just glad to be back." We enjoyed the concert and there was one more song as Hunter Hayes had stated. "Well, this has been a great night."
"One special girl, if going to be brought onstage tonight to be my Wanted girl," Hunter smiled. "Let's see." He walked down the stairs of the side of the stage. "Which one of you lucky ladies will be up there with me?" He stopped and looked at me. "How about you?" He grabbed my hand. The security unlocked the barricade and let me through. "What's your name?"
"Alexis," I smiled at he led me onstage.
"Well, Alexis," Hunter smiled. "You're going to be my Wanted girl."
"Ohhh," I smiled trying to hide my excitement.
The music started and Hunter starts singing. "You know I'd fall apart without you. Don't know how you do what you do. 'Cause everything that don't make sense about me, makes sense when I'm with you," Hunter sang as he wrapped his right arm around my shoulders. "Like everything that's green, girl, I need you. But it's more than one and one makes two. Put aside the math and the logic of it; you gotta know you want it too." Hunter hugged me from behind with his right arm. Abby was tapping the whole thing. "'Cause I wanna wrap you up. Wanna kiss your lips. I wanna make you feel wanted. And I wanna call you mine, wanna hold your hand forever. Never let you forget it. Yeah, I wanna make you feel wanted." He kissed my cheek as I smiled. I realize Abby was recording the whole thing on my phone. "Anyone can tell you you're pretty. And you get that all the time, I know you do. But your beauty's deeper than the makeup, and I wanna show you what I see tonight." He spun me into him and his arm was wrapped around me. "When I wrap you up. When I kiss your lips, I wanna make you feel wanted. And I wanna call you mine, wanna hold your hand forever. Never let you forget it, 'cause baby, I wanna make you feel wanted."
Hunter handed me a mic from the stand and nodded at me. "As good as you make me feel. I wanna make you feel better," we sang. "Better than your fairy tales. Better than your best dreams." He held my free hand. "You're more than everything I need. You're all I ever wanted. All I ever wanted."
I smiled as I handed the mic back to Hunter. "And I just wanna wrap you up, wanna kiss your lips. I wanna make you feel wanted. And I wanna call you mine, wanna hold your hand forever," Hunter sang as he kept a hold on my hand. One of his dancers put a country men mic on him as he have the dancer the hand held. "Never let you forget it." Hunter pulled me close and put his right hand on the left side of my face. "Yeah, I wanna make you feel wanted. Yeah baby, I wanna make you feel wanted." I looked straight into his eyes. "'Cause you'll always be wanted."
Hunter leaned in and he kissed me just as the lights went out. He pulled away and took me backstage. "Please tell me you do that with all your girls," I smiled.
"No, I don't," Hunter smiled as the country men mic was removed. "I'm sorry if I crossed any boundaries."
"No, I just want expecting that to happen," I sighed.
"You don't seem like a crazed fan," Hunter looked at me. "You seem like an awesome, down-to-earth girl to hang out with." I looked at him. "You don't act like most girls when they meet me."
"Let's just say I've had my fair share of meeting celebrities," I shrugged. "I've lived in NYC. I know the Flash's identity; I know a band and my friend is dating one of the members; and I'm pretty sure my dad has met celebs being an agent for NCIS." I smiled. "So, it's nothing new to me." I saw Abby. "Look, I have to go."
"Wait, I wanna talk to you or at least see you again," Hunter said grabbing my wrist.
"I'm sorry Hunter," I nodded. "We're from two different worlds. You're a full time celebrity and I'm a big city girl who wasn't suppose to be living this life." I sighed. "Goodbye Hunter." Abby and I walked out to her car and she drove me home. "Thanks for a great night, Abby."
"Look, I didn't mean for your night to end in heartbreak," Abby sighed.
"No, it's not your fault," I nodded. "Don't worry about it. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I walked inside the house and Dad was on the couch. "I knew you'd be waiting on me."
"Did you make a decision?" Dad asked.
"Yeah," I nodded. "I'm going to dance with..."