chapter 4

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She was released from the hospital after she got the drugs out of her system. She stayed with Griffin and I until we could talk to everyone and get this over with. We made her dinner.
“Am I okay now?” She asked, taking a bite of her food.
“Yeah.”
“So, I can go to school tomorrow?”
“No, we need to keep you as safe as possible. Your dad doesn’t know you're here, he may know you’re at NCIS but not know why or that we know the truth.”
“So, I have to stay with you at all times?”
“Mhm.” I said, putting my plate in the sink.

*Next day*
We all went to NCIS, worried that something would happen but also knowing we’d protect her at all cost. Isabelle was at school. She said she had a lot of tests today so we let her go.
Bella was bored nearly the whole time she was there, I took her down to Abby for some company.

“Hey Abs.”
“Hey Kelly, Hi Bella.” Bella waved at her.
“She’s bored upstairs, so I thought she could spend the day down here”
“Yeah, of course.” I left her with Abby.

We got everybody lunch. We interviewed everybody else and I decided to hold a  free seminar for women only.
“What are you going to do, your theory was right. They know the moves, what now?” DiNozzo said.
“I teach them a different way. A way that will work regardless of their fears.”
“And what way is that?” Griffin asked.
“You’ll see. Well maybe, it may just be one on one private lessons.”

We got a call from the school a little while later saying that Isabelle didn’t show up to her 4th hour class.
“Well, she wouldn’t skip. She loves school. I doubt she’d be influenced. She wouldn’t leave-” I paused.
“What?” Mike asked.
I called Abby privately and told her to bring Bella up here.
“Bella, are you and Isabelle friends?” I asked.
“Yeah, why?”
“Has she ever gone over to your house?”
“Yeah.”
“So your dad knows about her.”
“Yeah.”
“She wouldn’t leave on her own, she would only leave if-”
“She was forced.” Griffin said.

I called her phone a billion times. No answer.
“Mcgee, trace her phone.” I said, although he was already doing it.
“Nothing.” We got a call from an unknown number.

“Hello?”
“M-mom. D-dad.” Isabelle said, her voice was shaking, and I could tell she was crying. Mcgee traced the call.
“Isabelle.” Griffin said. We heard the phone shift.
“Hello, Kelly.”
“What do you want asshole.” I said, getting worried, scared, angry. But yet not letting it show. I gripped dad’s desk.
“My daughter.” I saw Bella’s face turn as white as a ghost.
“For what?” I said.
“She’s mine. You practically kidnapped her.”
“She went willingly, unlike Isabelle.”
“I don’t give a fuck. I can kill your daughter at any moment. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?” A chill went down my spine.

“He has a knife.”

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