I knew I shouldn't have not walked home alone, let's just say it was the worst decision I've ever made. Besides, I was suppose to meet Abby at my house and I had missed our missed our meeting.
I thought someone was following me about a block away from Gibbs. I live about three blocks away from boss's house so taking a car is useless. Hell, I didn't even see the person that took me, all I know is that they were taller than me - though that's not that hard I'm a little over five feet tall - and that they were kinda bulky.
They grabbed me from behind then a windowless van, that I didn't notice was on the street, came up to us and the person through us into the back of the van. As the van drove away they closed the van door another person who I didn't know was there turned on a flash light. I realized it was a man with dark hair and he quickly put a bandana in my mouth and tied it.
"Do you think it's going to be worth it?" The dark haired one said.
The man that had originally grabbed me with remarkable eyes had taken his mask off and put duct tape on my eyes. One of them started to search me and they found my phone and before anything else happened they opened the back door and threw it out.
"Of course it's going to be worth it." The other one said, who I assumed to be with the remarkable eyes. "Hey, Buddy you should turn around now. I ditched the phone already."
Thankfully, I was wearing my one of my boots that Abby had put a GPS chip in the boot simply because I'm really bad at answering my phone and it was needed for finding me. One thing that I am good at is telling time and at this point it had been about twenty minutes that I left Gibbs house and I would have been home already. Abby would have noticed.
Hopefully by now she would have called Tim and Gibbs and told them by now and they were working to get me back.
"You know you should probably tie her up." The guy with the hair told other guy.
"I will," I heard him moving and then I felt the guy with the nice eyes yank my arms behind me and wrapped him with rope and I whimpered. Then I felt my feet wrapped with rope. "There, yo Buddy how long until we reach the destination?"
"Eh, probably like twenty minutes." He said looking back for about a second then he looked back to the road. "Could we stop to get food?"
"No, you idiot-" The guy with the dark hair started to say but the guy with the eyes had interrupted him.
"Yes, stop by a Burger King." He started saying. "Don't look at me like that, I'm starving I haven't eaten since yesterday."
"Well, that isn't my fault. Fine then Bobby, stop by a Burger King." The guy with the dark hair said. "What's the plan after food?"
"Going to the Navy Yard." Nice eyes responded, and sooner than I expected we turned into somewhere and about thirty seconds later Bobby started ordering food. "You know what we have to do then, right?"
"Yes, I just didn't know where it was going to take place." Dark hair said and I heard movement and said thanks. "This is going better than expected, do you think we're going to get paid more for this?"
There was pause and sounds of chewing. The car started moving on the road again. It had been about another ten minutes and I was really starting to wonder where my team was, where my Jethro was. The money thing was an interesting development to what was happening.
"Probably. Though that depends if he's going to demand more money." Nice eyes answered the question.
Suddenly, out of nowhere the van swerved to one side. Both men in the back started screaming at Bobby to find out why. We weren't moving as much and it was the traffic as we got close to the navy yard.
Soon we were at the gate and I felt the rope at my feet be cut so I could walk. Then, I felt something circular at my head.
Apparently, the guard knew about me and the van was pulled to the side and the back door was opened. I was pulled up and the guy with the gun pulled me in front of him still with the gun pointed at my head.
"Let her go." I heard Jethro say. I started to try and talk as still had the tape over both my eyes and mouth. "At least take off the duct tape."
"What makes you think I'm going to compile?" The guy with the nice eyes said and hold me close to him, as if I were a shield.
"Because we got the phone call. And the money." Jethro said in response. I heard people run up and what sounded like duffel bags being ruffled. "All you have to do is let her go."
"Fine, then take her and give us the money." Pretty eyes said. Slowly but shirley we moved up and I was pushed out of the van and thankfully was caught by Jethro.
He pulled the duct tape from my eyes and the bandana from mouth. Struggling I started to speak.
"Thanks," I said in a raspy voice as he unbound my hands.
"Now, let's get you checked out by the EMTS," Jethro said as I leaned into him and he his arm around me. At this point I didn't even care who saw us. "Y/N don't scare me like that again."
I started to shiver so Jethro told off his NCIS jacket and put it around my shoulders.
"Oh is that a threat?" I said as we got closer to the EMTS. Suddenly, I was being bear hugged by Abby whom I didn't see come up. "Hey, Abby."
"Oh my God, are you hurt?" Abby asked me as she pulled away from. "I was so scared that you were hurt. You know, it was Gibbs that first noticed that you were gone,"
"Really?" I said with my eyebrows raised and the three of us continued to walk toward the EMT's. "And why is that?"
"Oh, apparently you left something at his house and I was busy cooking," She answered innocently. "I was making dinner."
"Though, one thing I do want to know is where Tim and Tony?" I asked looking up at Jethro.
"They're out catching whoever made the call for the money," He said without looking back down.
"I would have thought you would have wanted to catch them," I said as we were about ten feet from the ambulance. "You know considering, you want to be a hero."
I took of the jacket around my shoulders and hopped on the gurney. Soon enough, I was checked out and seemed to be in perfect health. I jumped off the gurney and turned towards Jethro.
"I wanted to make sure that you would see someone familiar when you were rescued." Jethro said in response to my earlier question. "Besides, I don't think it would look good if I shot them."
With that I hugged him.
"Come one, let's go to my house." He said and we left though not before saying good bye to Abby.