We arrived at the car out of breath.
"I told you to drop the food!" I yelled at Tony. On the way to the cars we ran into a couple of foxes. Not friendly, especially when Tony was eating something.
"Sorry! I was hungry! It's been a long day and I didn't eat breakfast." He tried defending himself.
Ziva chuckled, and said "Tony, whose fault is it that you didn't eat breakfast?" He grumbled something in response.
I groaned, "Let's just drip it!" I yelled. McGee gasped.
"Ziva! She's a mini-you! Also it's drop it." He said. I glared and climbed into the car. I still don't understand how they found my house. It's in the middle of a forest in Pennsylvania. I decided to ask.
"Sooo...How did you end up in the middle of a forest in Pennsylvania?" I asked.
"Elise, we were looking for your father, he was a bad man who killed many marines, we tracked down his house, and his cell." Gibbs explained.
"Not possible, my father wasn't a murderer. If he killed someone it wasn't purposeful, just like him beating me." I mumbled the end.
"What was that? He beat you?" Gibbs asked. I need to learn to mumble better.
"He would often come home drunk. He couldn't control himself. And most of the time I deserved it. It wasn't bad either, it only got to like knifes and guns once or twice." I explained quickly.
"Knifes and Guns?" Tony asked.
"Yes, are you deaf?" I shot back.
"No?"
"You sound unsure, being unsure is a sign of stupidity, not to mention weakness. You always have to know your answer or your next move; if you don't, you often die." I spat at him."Jeez! Sorry! And shut up Probies!" He said slapping Ziva and McGee upside the head. They were laughing. I then did the same to him. I was sitting next to him in the 'middle' row.
"Hey!" He yelled. I just smirked and stayed quiet until I realized I had nothing from my house.
"Turn around!" I yelled to Gibbs.
"Why?" He asked sounding irritated.
"Because, I have nothing from my house! I need some stuff if I'm stuck with you for a while.
"No." He said simply.
"Fine, we'll do this the hard way." I whispered to myself. We pulled into a gas station to fuel up. I got out of the car."Where are you going?" Gibbs asked.
"To the bathroom, if you have a problem with that you'll just have to get over it." I said before walking off. Ziva started following me. Obviously to watch me.I went into the single person bathroom, and locked the door. There was a window. I picked the lock on it. For a 17 year old I was really thin. I was going to be able to climb out. I hoisted myself up and slide through feet first.
I closed the window from the outside and hid. Just in time too, because Ziva kicked the door open, after not hearing anything. I had been in there for like 7 minutes.
She looked around and saw the window was unlocked. She swore under her breath and peered out of the window for me. She ran outside the bathroom probably to tell Gibbs or Tony, or even McGee. I just laughed and got out of my hiding place and ran to the side of the building.
I looked for them, they were spreading out looking for me. Tony started coming my way. 'Shit' I mouthed to myself. I sprinted out in the open towards to woods, if I stayed on the outskirts I would find my 'trail' made by me.
Tony obviously saw because he tried tailing me before he lost me. If I wasn't on the outskirts he would have been lost.
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By the time I reached my house roughly an hour had passed. I was out of breath from sprinting. Ducky; whose name I found out while going through the woods, was still there with Palmer his "autopsy gremlin" as Tony called him.
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