A Pain Never Forgotten (NCIS) - Part Three

Chapter Four

Kelly looked around at the family that sat on the floor, their tear stained faces flooding guilt onto her. She didn't know where to start, but she knew she had to say something.

"I'm so sorry that this has happened to you and your family". They didn't say anything to her, they just looked at her their eyes wide with fear.

"I promise that your family will not be hurt if you do what I say. This WILL be over soon, I have people looking for me" They continued to just stare at her.

"Is this your home?" The mother nodded so Kelly decided to continue.

"Do you know Jethro Gibbs?" The mother shook her head.

"I just can't see why they would pick this house, it makes no sense, it looks familiar but I can't think of the gang having any links to this house" She mumbled to herself. Kelly continued trying to talk to the family, but they refused out of fear.

Kelly wondered when the team would find her or if they ever would. It felt like she had being tied up for hours. She began to think about the team Ziva, she's so beautiful with such a tragic past, Abby, Kelly missed her positive attitude and the confidence she placed in herself and the team, McGee, what could she say about him, Kelly loved him so much he was everything to her he looked out for her and cared for her like she was his own sister and he was always there when she needed help and support, Gibbs, well what can you say about your own father Kelly never thought she'd have the chance to see him again and now that she has he's everything that she remembered strong minded, determined and honourable everything that Kelly came to value and he loved Kelly more then anything, she missed him, she just wanted him to find her, Tony well he had changed her life, Tony had matured and grown up a lot in the past year he was the perfect boyfriend romantic loving and he had given her the best thing ever her son. but he never understood her need to go back to work he just assumed she was a happy housewife because he saw how much she loved TJ. Kelly's thoughts continued to drift to TJ she would do anything to resume her role as a housewife now. She wanted to see TJ the little boy who had turned her life upside down before he was even born, looking after TJ rewarded Kelly everyday, she began to panic that she would never see him again, she didn't want him being raised without a mother, not like she was.

Kelly looked back at the frightened mum who had been thrown on the floor hugging and trying to comfort her poor little daughter who was still sobbing into her chest. Kelly knew they wouldn't reply but she felt like talking to them it might make them trust her and maybe calm them somewhat.

"I have a little boy, he's just over a year old. He's named Tim after my best friend" Kelly smiled to herself.

"He's just started to walk properly, so you take your eyes of him for a couple of seconds he's already in the draws and cupboards trying to pull things out"

The door opened again and Kelly could smell the stench of her captor.

"Don't worry we are watching them, your little brat is safe. Didn't think you'd be stupid enough to get knocked up, surprisingly after how you used to act!" he laughed. Once again slapping her across her tender face.

"TJ was the best thing that ever happened to me" She said hurt by his words.

"That's the thing, having children just makes you vulnerable because you'd do anything to protect them" he turned to the camera.

"Wouldn't you Leroy?!" He turned back to Kelly.

"It just contributes to your charm, did you guess the word yet?" he reached for the knife Kelly tried to kick but her ankles were fastened to the ground, as he once again traced the cold blade over her pale skin and began to carve the next letter into her beautiful white delicate skin. He smiled as he finished, seeing the tears in Kelly's eyes.

"To say you've had a kid, you still got a hot body though" as he rubbed his hands over her ribs up to her sports bra. Kelly spat in his face it was the only thing she could do, but as in instant reaction he grabbed Kelly's throat.

"Don't test me you bitch, you'll pay for that!" He pushed the knife back onto her skin and scratched the bloody blade down her skin. He was taking out his anger Kelly could feel the knife pushing deeper into her stomach. The pain making her want to throw up. He grabbed her face and looked directly into her eyes.

"You're nothing like I remember. You're weak!" he whispered full of hatred.

"I'm anything but" Kelly gasped, the blood dripping down from the word that now appeared on her once beautiful pale skin.

"Keep telling yourself that" he smirked.

"Let the family go!" She stated "They do not to be involved in your games, that's between me, you and Gibbs"

"They were just in our way, we needed this house. They are lucky to still be alive" the mum shrieked holding her young daughter to her chest.

"Just kill her, and set us free" the older of the two boys shouted although his voice cracked in fear. Kelly gasped fearing for her life and realising that she obviously didn't have the famalies trust and they wouldn't forgive her. His mum shot him a concerned look she then looked to her captor hoping she would not punish her son for his outburst.

"All in good time" the dirty man smiled to the boy.

Kelly panicked, she struggled in her restraints. She didn't want to die, but still this family didn't deserve to die.

"Please let the family go, let them live in their home in peace, they don't deserve this they haven't done anything wrong" Kelly pleaded.

"Their home?" The man laughed pulling one of their many picture frames off the wall and smashing it on the floor making the little girl jump.

The youngest of the two boys who Kelly assumed was about 9 jumped up

"Not my daddy" he cried as he ran towards the scattered glass on the floor.

"Noooo!" Kelly and the boys mother yelled in unison.

The boy continued running to the picture frame it all happened so quick Kelly saw the familiar glint in the mans eye as he took his aim.

Bang! Due to the close range the blood splattered up the walls and it hit Kelly's torso and face, making her feel sick. This was all her fault.

Kelly could hear the woman's frantic screams as she protected her daughter, Kelly opened her blood covered eyes to see the little boy laid on the floor in a pool of blood his eyes still wide open.