Hey, guys! I have a whole Idea Bank filled with ideas stories, and I decided to start this. Don't be alarmed, I'll continue my other stories, I just wanna start some more!
Summary: Tim gets taken away by the government one day and the team doesn't see him for two years, by then he has been forced to use his computer skills to do something horrible. Tim takes the team on a chase across the country. Did I mention his former captors are chasing him down, too?
Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, I don't own NCIS, but if I did, all NCIS stories would be part of the show.
Am I missing anything? Don't think so….. Ok, so, enjoy guys!
Timothy McGee sat at his desk patiently. He waited for something. Something special. Lunch break! As the clock ticked closer to noon, he tapped his fingers on his desk. Finally, his boss couldn't take it anymore.
"McGee! Go on your break already!" Gibbs barked. Tim nodded eagerly and flew up from his desk to the elevator.
Gibbs smirked at the geeky agent's excitement. Tony, however, was displeased. "Hey, boss, why does he get early lunch?"
"Because he's getting lunch, DiNozzo." Gibbs replied. Tony's mouth formed an O.
"Well, I hope he gets the orders right." Tony returned to his work reluctantly.
(Shut Down)
After an hour had passed, Gibbs got a little angry. Where was Tim? He had left forever ago; it shouldn't have taken this long to get lunch! He decided to give Tim a little while longer, maybe there was horrible traffic or an incredibly long line at the restaurant.
Another hour had gone by and this time, Gibbs was fuming. He grabbed his phone and punched in Tim's number. It rang… And rang… And rang… And there was the voicemail. It was one thing to come to work late, but a whole different thing when someone on his team didn't make themselves available. He called again. Again, it went to voicemail. Gibbs was furious now.
"Where the hell is McGee?" He yelled. Ziva and Tony both snapped their heads up at the sudden sound. Ziva glanced at the clock.
"It's 1:57," She observed. "He was supposed to be back."
"Yeah, where did he go to get lunch, Tony?" Gibbs asked, his tone laced with irritation.
"Chi's Chinese. Should we go check?" Tony questioned.
"Whaddua think?!?" Ziva and Tony both shot out of their chairs and hopped into the elevator with their backpacks.
Gibbs called Tim's phone one more time. This time he heard "I'm sorry, this phone has been disconnected. Try a different number." Suspicion and worry tugged at his gut, but he decided against following it for once.
(Shut Down)
At Chi's Chinese, Tony and Ziva found many police cars and a few ambulances. The two gave each other concerned looks, before bounding out of the car to the restaurant.
Tony came to an officer first. "Excuse me, what happened here?" Tony asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but civilians aren't allowed past here." The officer said. Ziva pulled out her badge and showed it to the man. "NCIS, huh? Didn't think you guys would be called here."
"We were not called down here. One of our co-workers came here around noon, and he has not come back yet. We were sent to find him." Ziva explained.
"Oh, well, no NCIS people here, but one of the hostages said there was one here earlier, but doesn't remember where he went."
"Hostages?" Tony raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, there was a hold up. Kinda weird for a restaurant, but ya know, whatever gets these people money."
"Did you catch the people who did it?"
"Yeah, two men. But another hostage recalls three people, the last being a woman. Probably was just a hostage being forced to help them, then ran away when they heard the sirens."
"May we talk to the hostages?" Ziva asked.
"Yeah, they're right back here."
Sorry, it's so short! It's kinda like a prologue, that's mandatory to read. Ha ha, hope you liked it! Remember to feed my buddy Jason, the big green button, or he'll eat up this story instead.
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