Abby's twin sister

Maddie Scutio

I get out of my car and walk into the NCIS headquarters. So this is where she works, must be nice. Just as I walk through the two main doors I get stopped by two guards.

"Excuse me miss but we need to see a your badge or your card." The guard puts his hand in front of me so I can't go any farther.

I throw my hands in the air, "Are you kidding me! I just step out for a few seconds to get my Caf-pow out of my car, and you guys won't let me go back inside?!? Like seriously I just saw you not like 1 minute ago!"

The men gulp and step aside letting me go through, "Sorry miss we should've been more observant, Miss Scutio."

I walked to the elevator and turn around and pointed at them, "If I'm late you guys owe me another Caf-pow." I turned back to the elevator and stepped inside pushing the number two. I give them a glare just before the elevator doors close. Ha! That was to easy!

I sigh as I wait for the elevator doors to open. I wonder if he still remembers me? Or if he forgot about me. Who am I kidding, he should remember me. I mean he's the one that saved me.

~Flashback~
I sighed and sit my Caf-pow down on the bench right next to me. I look towards the cemetery, I guess I could go visit dad.

I get up from my spot on the bench and throw my empty Caf-pow away in the closet trash can. I walk across the street to the cemetery, an make my way to where my father rests in peace. I hear foot-steps behind me, but think nothing of it. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as I reach my fathers grave. This was the first time since his death I've come to visit.

Just as I'm about to sit down on the grass someone pulls me up. I look up and see a man, in his late twenties with brown hair and blue eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, it is obvious that he was on drugs.

"Come on we're going home now." His grip on my arm tightens, "And don't even think of running away again."

I yank my arm out of his grasp and back away slowly ready to run. He reaches out to grab me, but I take off running.

"Come back here you bitch!" I turn around to look at him for a second, and he has a gun. I gasp and run faster. I see a man maybe in his early thirties bending down in front of a grave with a gun point to his head. Maybe I can save a life or two today.

"Help!! Please help me!!" I scream while throwing my hands in the air.

I hear a gunshot from behind me and I duck screaming. By the time I get up the man behind me had gotten to me and puts the gun up to my head. And the man in front of me has his gun pointed at the other man. "Federal Agent, drop your weapon!"

I hear the guy behind me chuckle, "One wrong move, and she gets it." I move my head a bit to the side, so the federal agent has a shot at him.

"Shoot him! Just shoot!"

The man behind me laughs, as he points his gun at me. I look over at the Agent.

The agent has his gun at the ready, "Last chance!"

The man is about to pull the trigger and kill me, when the agent double taps his forehead, and he falls to the ground.

The man's blood is on my white shirt and groan, "This is my favorite shirt, this is gonna take forever to get out!"

The agent runs towards me and laughs, "You almost died and saw someone get killed, and you're worried about your shirt?"

I grin, "Yea, I guess."

He held his hand out to me, "Agent Gibbs. NIS, Naval Investig-"

"-gative services. I know what it stands for." I grabbed his hand and he helps me up. "I'm Maddie Scutio."