Chapter Three

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It was almost midnight when Tony decided to take me home or his home, so that I can sleep better than on the floor or a desk. I changed into a pair of pajama pants and a pink tee shirt in the bathroom, grabbed my teddy bear and pink blanket that had white polka dots on it out of my backpack.

I laid down on his guest bed as Tony tucked me in after I immediately fell asleep. I was tired.

Three hours had passed when a loud noise woke me up. I bolted up into a sitting position, clutching the small teddy bear. "Tony?" I call out, starting to get scared, "Is that you?"

Then three people walked in the room wearing black outfits and ski masks, knives on one side of their belts and guns on the other side. "Tony!" I exclaim again just as the intruders grabbed me, "Daddy!" They dragged me out of the room where I could see Tony unconscious on the living room floor. I kick my feet, trying to escape their grip, but failed.

"Let me go!" I say, still kicking until one of them threw me over their shoulders and duct taped my mouth shut. The men behind me walked in front and out of the apartment. I push my tongue out, removing the tape as it fell to the ground. At least they'll know that I've been kidnapped.

Once we were outside, he tossed me in the back of their van and drove off. "What do you want with me?" I ask, trying to prevent fear from creeping into my voice.

"Shut up." They told me harshly, placing more tape on my mouth and tying my hands together. I had a tracking chip in my arm, which was my idea. I had Abby inject the chip in my arm earlier today just in case I'm lost or kidnapped, they could find me.

But when will they get me or will it be too late? They had been driving for an hour and a half until they stopped the van. One man stepped out and opened the door, grabbed me, and dragged me into an old cabin in the woods.

They tied me up to a chair and stood in front of me, watching me. They untaped my mouth also. "Please. Let me go. I'm just a little kid!" I beg innocently.

"Can't do that. See, we're looking for your mother, Child." A black man with an eyepatch over his left eye and a bushy moustache with a bushy small afro said, "And she'll come to us for you."

"No, she won't." I say, "She's long gone."

"She really isn't. You're just protecting her." He commented, pulling out a knife as another person had a camera and was recording me. He faced the camera and said unto it, "Aubree Price, return to us and your daughter will go home alive." Then he cut my right arm as I try to hold back a scream.

"Don't listen to them, Mommy!" I say before he can turn the camera off. He cut me again on my ribs. This time I let out a scream. "I'll be okay." He cut me again on my cheek. "Congratulations. You're now torturing a five year old." I mutter in pain, smirking at him, which earned me a slap to my face.

"Shut up!" Another man replied. This guy had smoky blue eyes and dirty blonde, curly hair with a small scar at his jawline.

The first man cut me right below my eye, on my cheek bone. I stifle back another scream, trying to be strong like my mom had told me to do. He cut me on my arm and then my ribs as I let out a small scream with my mouth closed.

"You won't get away with this..." I state, tears slowly coming to my eyes.
~~Anyone's POV~~

It was six in the morning when Tony became conscious again. He stood up and ran to the room where his daughter had been sleeping. "No." She was gone. He ran back in the living room and dialed Gibbs and told him what had happened. Then he noticed the duct tape on the floor. Rowan must have made it drop there after being duct taped by whoever took her.

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