Prologue
The Pilot of the plane tried to level the nose of the executive jet but the Nightmare was just beginning. The Soul Survivor saw the Shadow, the rest of the passengers were Dead in the Water. He would have preferred to do the Road Trip, you know Route 666 but time was of the essence. He lifted an arm, his Skin hung like straw from a Scarecrow, but he was Torn and Frayed., this time there was No Exit, he was at Death's Door he was going Home.
Chapter 1
"That was a Long Distance Call from LA, it seems that an executive plane went off grid," Gibbs shouted at his team.
"And we have been called why?" Tony asked.
"We know who was on board?" Ellie now questioned wondering why it should be important.
"Navy Aviator, by the name of Captain Lazarus Rising, out of Norfolk," Gibbs replied.
"But what was he doing on an executive plane?" Tony continued to question, twirling a pen between his fingers.
"No idea, but Callen said, that the Captain had had an Appointment in Samarra," Gibbs answered.
"Which, as we all know, Samarra is a city in Iraq," Ellie replied.
"And it was also the title of a book by John O'Hara," Tim offered as well.
"Seems the Captain was flying the, and Callen has the passenger list, all the passengers check out but a Wendy Goggdo."
"So what did Wendigo do then or infact go too?" Tony smiled at his own joke.
"The Phantom Traveler?" Tim smiled back.
"Either way, a body was washed up, and it had the identity of the Captain," Gibbs continued.
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The body was duly sent to Washington, and Ducky was to have the pleasure of the autopsy before the body, the Family Remains were returned.
As always, Ducky was discussing with Jimmy and their latest guest, some pointless topic.
"I like a Bloody Mary," Dr Mallard had said, "But then again it does give me The Benders."
"Southern Comfort, is very pleasant but it gives me a Heartache ," Jimmy added, looking down at the body, and then began to stitch up the body.
Ducky looked on. Jimmy had to start sometime, "Trial and Error, Mr Palmer I remember my first stitching job. It really wasn't pretty, just as well the guest was lying down or all his bits would be becoming The Great Escapist.
They didn't see Gibbs enter the room, "I came to tell you we are expecting Lazarus Rising. Director says that since his home port is Norfolk and his family there. That fine by you?"
"No problem Jethro we were just telling the Petty Officer here some Bedtime Stories."