Chapter 1-Awakenings

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Gibbs squirmed uncomfortably in his chair his gaze wavering to his senior agent's empty seat. It wasn't like DiNozzo to be late. Gibbs rubbed his chin and allowed his eyes to rest on the other remaining member of the team. McGee practically had his face buried in his computer. Since Ziva's departure nearly three weeks ago, his remaining agents hadn't been quite the same. The usual banter was missing. Even Tony was quieter than normal. The team was broken and Gibbs wasn't sure how to put it back together.

He turned his attention tot eh clock on his computer. 9:20 Am. Damn it!

"McGee! Where the hell is DiNozzo?"

McGee leaned back in his chair.

"I…uh….haven't heard from him, Boss. It's not like him to be late though."

Gibbs felt his gut churn.

"Ya think, McGee?"

Gibbs ran his hand over his weary face and happen to catch Director Vance staring down at him from the balcony. Gibbs icy stare was equally matched as the director cocked his head urging Gibbs to follow him to his office. Gibbs got up without another word to McGee and headed up the stairs.


Vance sat at his desk his hands folded, simply waiting.

"Took you long enough, Gibbs."

"Something I should know, Leon?"

The Director caught the malice in Gibbs' tone as he leaned back in his chair flexing his fingers.

"You a man down, Agent Gibbs?"

Gibbs huffed clearly irritated by this game.

"Do you know where DiNozzo is?"

Vance pushed himself forward leaning closer to the older man before him.

"He's taking one for the team, remember?"

Gibbs eyes narrowed. "What does that mean exactly?"

Vance smirked as he stood coming face to face with Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

"Remember the endgame, Gibbs."

Gibbs thought to the one word Vance uttered before they had left for Tel Aviv. Diplomacy.

"Endgame? I thought we dealt with that crap/…"

Vance let out a low chuckle.

"You thought wrong, my friend."

Gibbs felt his heart quicken.

"You mean to tell me that Tony's with Mossad?"

Vance's face grew grim. "One and the same."

There was no holding back as Gibbs shoved Director Vance roughly against the wall beside his desk.

"You bastard!"

Vance remained motionless, taking the brutal force behind Gibbs words and deeds. He hated this as much as Gibbs but orders were orders.

"He'll come back alive…" Gibbs loosened his grip a bit.

"But I can't guarantee that he won't be broken."

Gibbs dug his fists into Vance's side causing the Director to wince in pain.

"Where?" He croaked.

Vance broke free of the grasp and jotted down and address. Gibbs glare as he left the room which was enough for Vance to feel remorse for his action but he still had no choice.

"God speed, my friend," he whispered before picking up the phone to make a call.

The phone rang briefly when Vance heard a familiar gruff tone answer.

"Shalom my friend. Yes….everything is going according to plan. Gibbs is on his way."


Director David smirked and Tony knew it didn't look good His arm was throbbing at this point. And although he tried to avoid pain medications he usually took one by this time to get through the night.

Eli David shut his cell phone, eyed his guards standing by, and gazed at his prize.

He let out a low chuckle as the agent squirmed under his scrutiny.

"Are you expecting someone to come and save you? Hmmm? Maybe Agent Gibbs perhaps. "David walked around the wooden chair that held Tony's arms and legs bound.

"What's he to you? A friend, a father…." He paused close enough that Tony could feel his warm breath on his face.

"A lover, maybe?"

He got the reaction he desired as Tony buckled in the chair so hard, even he thought the bonds would snap.

"What's it matter to you? When he finds me and he will, he's going to kill you."

David scoffed. "I have no doubt he will find me, but do you think he would be foolish enough to kill me for you and cause an international incident?"

Tony frowned. He had a point. "So what's this then? Another cloak and dagger game between agencies?"

David remained silent and Tony felt his heart drop into his stomach.

"Enough Agent DiNozzo. Time to sleep"

Before he could protest, a guard beside him injected him with a sedative.

The last thing Tony heard was the soothing voice of his captor.

"Get some rest. You have a long day tomorrow."


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