Author's Note: Ugh. Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or any of the characters mentioned in this story. I only own the story. Unfortunately.
I hate it when I do this.
I get this idea, and I tell myself I won't start it until I finish True Brothers, but when I realized how long I'm actually planning on making True Brothers, I knew I wouldn't be able to wait that long...
So, (obviously) this story relies heavily on the fact that you have seen the episode: Bury Your Dead I guess it's this story is still able to be understood if you haven't seen it... but I suggest you go watch it anyways.
Trust me. You won't regret it.
Prologue
"He's on 22nd street, northwest, just outside Monroe University Hospital." Tim responded blankly as he slammed the door behind, quickly walking to MTAC with one clear objective in mind.
"He's on the move." Shepard responded. McGee glanced at the projector in front of him, the red diamond in the middle moving at a quick pace.
"He must be in a car."
"How long until we get Satellite coverage?"
"At least fifteen minutes…" Tim responded as he glanced down towards the ground. "Or!" He quickly continued as he saw Gibbs make his way towards him. "We could patch our way into D.C.'s traffic cam system. See if we can locate him on the traffic cameras."
"Do it." Gibbs commanded tersely as he moved back to his chair. Tim nodded before taking a seat down next to Ziva.
"Anything?" Jenny questioned.
"Still not answering." Ziva responded as she angrily held the phone to her right ear. "Shall I try his undercover cell phone?"
"Put it on speaker."
A dial rang throughout the room, and was then immediately followed by a curtain call sounding fanfare.
'Hi, you've reached Professor Tony DiNardo. Please leave your message and I will get back to you. I promise.'
Tim smiled as the phone disconnected. He missed that voice.
"His cover is teaching film online at an American University."
"Tony? A teacher?"
"No wonder he's been compromised." Tim responded. If Tony wasn't here, then he needed to act as the clown. "Who's bright idea was that?"
"Mine." Jenny responded sharply.
Tim glanced at Jenny, thankful that a beeping had been able to distract their attention.
"Oh, we're in."
"Bring it up." Jenny responded, glancing at the big screen against the back wall in the middle of the room.
With two clicks of the mouse, Tim pulled it up for all to see. With some keystrokes, they quickly zoomed in on Tony's car.
"Got it. Relaying his cell phone signal…" Tim explained as more keyboard taps filled the air. He quickly zoomed in to the green vehicle approaching the camera.
"Tony's car." Ziva stated. McGee froze the image and quickly zoomed into the license plate, then began tapping it into search records.
"Tony DiNardo's car." Tim replied with a soft laugh.
"How deep is this cover?" Gibbs questioned from his seat.
"Deep enough to withstand the scrutiny that Le Grenouille can bring to bear."
"You better hope so." Gibbs replied sharply.
"West on Em Street."
"No one else is in the car with him." Tim risked a glance at the screen to confirm Jenny's statement.
"Turning North onto 29th Street." He needed to stay calm, relaxed… professional.
"Cell phone's still off." Jenny explained bitterly as she hung up.
"No one seems to be tailing him."
"Maybe he's doing the tailing…" Gibbs stood up as he walked towards Jenny.
"He's going off of 29th…"
A sharp gasp interrupted his statement, and pulled his attention away from his keyboard and up towards the screen.
The diamond marking Tony was there, however, instead of floating above a car, it was hovering over a flaming ball of wreckage.
Explosion.
Tony's car exploded.
"Oh my God." Jenny breathed sharply.
Tim turned to her before turning back to the screen.
He was stunned to the point of silence.
Tony… The single name raced across his mind as a lone tear slid down his face, unnoticed by the others.
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