The Unimaginable

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or any of the other characters who may be making cameos from other shows. I do own my original characters though.

A/N:Special Thanks:To Lily Anson for giving me this idea. I hope I do it justice.

Warning: T for a reason. This chapter has implications of torture. You have been warned.

Prologue:Tragedy

Trent had his family sat down at the dinner table when he sighed. They looked up at him, knowing something was big was going to happen. Carter sighed. "Just say it, Daddy... We can handle it."Carter told him.

"I have been told by the headmaster at NCU that I am to go to Los Angeles for lectures. The entire thing will span over a week at the most..."Trent finally told them. Casey kissed his cheek.

"Go. That doesn't scare me nearly as much as when you used to have to go Peru or Indonesia, or even Israel."Casey half-joked, smiling. Corey pouted.

"But it's summer... Why is there still school stuff going on?"Corey asked. Dakota rolled his eyes.

"You don't get to whine about school. You're not getting to go until this August. You don't know what it's like."the older boy reminded his little brother. Corey snorted.

"But you and Carter complain. Why can't I?"the younger asked. Carter shook her head.

"Boys. Calm down. We can all complain. Okay? We should be more concerned about Daddy leaving. Again. We need to hope he doesn't come back with a missing arm or leg..."Carter quipped. Trent shook his head.

"You know, up until that last sentence I thought you would actually be missing me. I know where I stand now though..."Trent pouted. He felt something nudge his hand and looked to see a black nose surrounded by white fur. He heard whimpering and smiled, petting the white fur. "Well at least Benji loves me."Trent said, petting the dog. Casey smirked.

"Actually I think he's trying to sweet talk you into giving up your steak."Casey theorized, smirking when the dog barked in what seemed to be agreement. Trent pouted.

"I know where I stand in this family... I surely do."he dramatized, earning laughs from the table...

The next day, they were at the airport to tell him goodbye. Corey hugged his dad. "I am gonna miss you, Daddy... Be careful."the little boy begged. Trent kissed the top of his head.

"Don't worry about me... I'll be fine..."he assured the younger one before looking at Dakota. "Since you think you're too old to hug me in public or anything somewhat affectionate, what do you propose we do here?"he asked his oldest son. Dakota thought for a second before extending a hand.

"A handshake will work, Dad."he answered, smirking. Trent shook his hand, then murmured in the older boy's ear.

"Watch over your mom and sister for me. You're gonna be the man of the house one day, might as well get in some practice."Trent told him. Dakota smiled and nodded.

"Yes sir."Carter stepped up and hugged her dad, kissing his cheek.

"Be careful in L.A, Daddy. There are crazies over there and we're sending in another one."Carter told her dad. Trent rolled his eyes and smirked.

"Fine. I'll be careful. And so should you. Because if I find out that Jayden has been over at my house or that you have been anywhere with him without a chaperone, you will be grounded until you turn forty."Trent reminded her. Carter rolled her eyes.

"Yes, Daddy."she replied, stepping back so her mother could step up. Casey hugged Trent.

"Be careful. Call me when you land so I know you got there safely."she told Trent. He nodded, holding her close.

"Okay... I will."he kissed her softly. "Love you."

"Love you too. Now go, before you're late to board."Casey told him, playfully shooing him off. Trent smirked and kissed her one more time before leaving...

Casey grabbed her work bag before looking at Carter. "You sure you can handle the boys while I'm at work?"Casey asked. Carter smiled.

"I can handle them Momma. And if I have trouble, Mrs. James is just down the road. And I will not have Jayden over. Promise."Carter crossed her heart. Casey smiled and hugged her daughter.

"Alright. I trust you."she walked into the living room and hugged her sons. "I'm going to work and will see you tonight if nothing happens. Love you."Casey told her kids.

"Bye Momma. Love you too."Dakota kissed his mom's cheek since they were in private. She smirked and didn't say anything.

"Love you Mommy... See you tonight."Corey hugged his mom again. Casey smiled and kissed the top of his head. Carter hugged her again.

"Bye Momma. Have fun. Love you."Carter told her mom. Benji walked up to Casey and whined, licking her hand. His way of saying goodbye. Casey smiled and bent down, petting the medium sized dog.

"Bye Benji.. Watch over the kids, okay?"she asked. The white furred dog sat up straight and tall.

"Arrrrooooo!"he answered, probably a yes. Casey chuckled and left. Carter looked at brothers.

"Okay. I know how Dad makes his spaghetti and I can make if fairly well. Who's hungry?"Carter asked. Both boys held up a hand, and the dog raised a paw. Carter nodded. "In that case, I will be in the kitchen. The doors stay shut and locked, remote is on the table, watch whatever you want so long as it's appropriate."Carter walked into the kitchen and lightly head-smacked herself. She was turning into her mother... And quickly... Crap...

Casey looked at the clock. It was late, and she needed to go home. David looked at her. "Go home to your kids. I got the rest of the paper work."David assured her, smiling. Casey grinned.

"Thank you, David. You're a saint."she said, grabbing her bag to leave. Her partner chuckled.

"Mind telling Kelly that? She doesn't believe me when I say it.."he called. Casey smirked, making her way to the garage.

She made her way over to her car when uneasiness settled in her stomach. Something wasn't right... Something was way off...

Then Casey felt it, someone pushing in the pressure point on her shoulders. She froze, trying to get away, but it was in vain. Her vision darkened, and she felt herself fall...

Casey felt herself waking up before her eyes could even open. As her vision cleared, she realized she was laying down on bed and that the room was dimly lit. Casey tried to raise up before being forced back down by her own arms. She was handcuffed to the headboard and if she tried to raise up again, she'd probably break her arms. Casey moved her legs carefully, to see if they were restrained too. They weren't and she sighed in relief. She could still fight with her legs if need be...

The door opened and before she could say anything or see anyone, she felt the person straddle her. "Are you wide awake now, Detective?"the voice asked. It was definitely male. She looked up to see who it was. Even in the dim light she could see her attacker. And just as she thought, it was a male. Couldn't be but maybe 23-26. A college kid probably. Dark hair, green eyes. Caucasian. Her mind reeled through the things her husband had taught her over the years.

"I'm awake. And you don't have to call me 'Detective'. My name is Casey... What's your name? What do you want with me?"she asked calmly, trying to control the situation. The man hit her, hard, she winced.

"I know who you are! And I know you sent my sister away. She didn't deserve to leave."the guy hit her again. "But now... Now I can help her, by avenging her. By finishing you."the boy asked. Casey looked up at him, trying to get eye contact.

"Look... I don't know who your sister is of even if I had her case... But if you just talk to me about it, I can help you. But you have to let me go."he hit her again, this time in the stomach. She gasped for air, wanting to turn over but the cuffs wouldn't let her.

"My sister suffered at the hands of a man for years. Now you're gonna see what she went through everyday with him. It won't be nearly as bad as it was for her, but you are going to get a taste."he vowed, hitting her again.

Casey's mind reeled through every case she had ever worked that involved an abused woman as a victim. But for the life of her, she couldn't think of any that resembled this man. "Look, I have three kids. They need me... You need to let me go."Casey pleaded again. He just hit her.

"No kid needs a mother like you."he got off of her and walked over to a table and picked something up. As he walked closer to her, she made out the objects shape. A knife. Her knife. The man straddled her again. He took the knife and had it trace over her without cutting. The man smirked and picked up a piece of her shirt, and cut it. He took the piece and placed it over her eyes, tying it.

"Now you'll just have to be surprised..."she heard him say. Then she felt it, his hands unbuttoning her shirt. She swore mentally, trying to think of a way out. She struggled with him, trying to kick him away from her. He came back and grabbed her legs, and she felt the sting of blade cut her.

"Behave. And I might let you go."he murmured in her ear. She felt his breath hit her neck. Felt him kiss down it. Tears pricked her eyes as she could knew where this was headed.

"Stop. You don't have to do this."she managed to find her voice, trying to move away from him. He hit her again.

"I do. You didn't understand why my sister did what she did. And now you will. Now you will understand what it's like to be at the mercy of a man."he finished unbuttoning her shirt as he talked. She felt tears threaten to fall. And suddenly she was glad for the blindfold. Because with it, he couldn't see her tears, and he wouldn't get the satisfaction he was after...