Haunted

Kate and Tony's genius son and daughter, Stefan and Fiorella, create a time machine. But something goes horribly wrong and they end up in 2006, in a world where Kate died.

Prologue:

"You don't care about me anymore Tony! I see you looking at other women!" Fiorella DiNozzo stifled a sob and covered her head with her pillow, drowning out the sound of her parents fighting.

"I'll do something about this," she vowed, wiping her sticky face with her sheets, and she threw the pillow back out of the bed. It was doing no good anyway. Sliding out of her bed, her feet ht the ground with a soft thump. She padded out toward the kitchen, where the fight was taking place. She stood up against the doorway, staring wide-eyed at her parents. Their fight went on for a minute more before they even noticed her.

"Fiorella honey," Kate said, spotting her as the fighting stopped abruptly. "Your father and I were just talking."

It was a weak excuse, and Kate knew it. She also knew that it wouldn't fool her twelve year old daughter. Both Fiorella and her twin, Stefan, had been proclaimed geniuses when they were only four years old. "Sure, Mom." Fiorella sighed. "I just… want a drink of water." She had wanted to tell them to stop fighting, but changed her mind at the last second.

Tony was standing nearest the cupboard with the glasses and closest to the sink. He leant down and produced a glass filling it with water and handing it to his daughter, who clasped it with both hands. She drank it slowly, watching her parents while they watched her silently, refusing to look at each other. "G'night, Papa. G'night, Mom," she said faux sleepily. "Sleep well."

As she walked out, she could hear them start to fight again. "I could have gotten her the glass, Anthony DiNozzo. It's almost as if you're trying to make me look useless in front of the kids!"

She sighed, and snuck into Stefan's room. "Stefan?" she whispered.

"Yeah, Ella?"

"I think, tomorrow when we go see Aunt Abby, we should use the time machine. It's getting worse."

Stefan nodded. "I agree. We'll get Aunt Abby to look after Maria for us while we're gone, right?"

Maria was their five year old sister. It was the school holidays, so during the day, she, Fiorella and Stefan would sit with their Aunt Abby in her lab while their parents worked.

Fiorella agreed, before hugging her brother tightly. After about five minutes, Stefan tried to puller her off. "Fiorella?" he whispered.

No answer. Fiorella had fallen asleep. Stefan sighed and pulled Fiorella in properly, before falling asleep himself, his arms wrapped around his sister protectively.

Authors Notes: I am like a car. I need fuel to run. Reviews are my fuel!  Do you like it? You wouldn't believe this was originally a Kate never really died thing and it was her twin sister – I decided that was too cliché and that it was more fun to torture the characters. Sadistic, I know.