Tony sighed as he sat at his desk, eating a few chips. Gibbs had gathered everyone into the room just a few minutes ago and told them all about the phone call, telling them that no one was allowed to leave the building. After his speech, long and boring, Tony had gotten some food to pass the time.
As he watched Ziva type something on her computer and McGee sit there listening to his iPod, he felt the container of pills in his right pocket. He sighed heavily and stood up, saying, "Bathroom break." He walked over to the elevator and yawned, pressing the button. He wanted to make sure to use the downstairs bathroom so that Gibbs wouldn't see him taking his pills, since he was supposed to be off them about a week ago.
Tony figured it wasn't that bad, but to Leroy Jethro Gibbs, it would be a huge major "No-No". So, he was left with escaping the man...For the time-being anyway. After all, Gibbs knew pretty much everything there was to know. The minute the elevator hit the floor he wanted to be on, the doors opened and Tony sighed, walking down a long hallway. All the lights were off since most of the people working here had evacuated, and it seemed a lot more spooky than it already was. He sighed angrily as he cursed himself for being such a baby. However, the closer he got to the bathroom, the more fear constricted him.
He swallowed, suddenly hearing the water on in the bathroom. Tony froze, not moving a single inch as his mind flashed back to the time Bryce had almost drowned him. The feeling of water rushing through his throat and into his lungs flashed into Tony's head and Tony looked around, trying to see if anyone was around. He heard his hear pounding in his ears as he turned around and saw the bathroom door close. He quickly took out his gun and began looking around frantically, getting ready to pull the trigger.
Tony was not about to get tortured once again. He simply couldn't. He hated that feeling of fear and loss and he hated knowing that someone might not show up to save him.
He began making his way back towards the elevator and heard a gun fire.
Tony quickly hit the ground and began looking around for the person who had fired it. He swallowed heavily, his breath picking up and fear clenching his gut with its mighty hand.
He bit his lower lip, rushing over to the elevator and hearing another gun shot. This time, when he turned around, he saw the man just enough to know where he was hiding now. Tony quickly began firing and pushed the button on the elevator several times with his other hand. When the doors dinged open, he rushed in and closed the doors, just in time for the man to open fire once again. He breathed heavily, ripping out his cellphone and dialing quickly. As the phone ran, Tony slipped out one of his pills and swallowed it, hoping to die down the anxiety.
When Gibbs finally answered, Tony began explaining. "Boss, they're in the building! They were uh...They have guns and stuff and--!"
"DiNozzo, what the hell are you talking about?! Is this some kind of sick joke?"
Tony blinked, his face twisting in confusion. "Wh-What?"
"DiNozzo, I was on the floor just above you making sure everyone had evacuated. The only damn gun I heard was one; yours!"
Tony stared at the elevator, hearing it ding before the doors opened. He hadn't seen anyone? Gibbs had been just above him and only heard his gun. He knew he saw someone, had someone shooting at him...So why was there only his gun being heard?!
He swallowed, hearing Gibbs ask, "You alright?" Tony didn't respond, pushing another button on the elevator and replying softly, "Yeah Boss...I'm good." He swallowed and suddenly, the elevator came to an abrupt halt. Tony fell over and dropped his phone, hearing Gibbs calling his name, asking him what happened. Tony grabbed the phone and said calmly, "I'm fine, Boss. Just uh...Somethin's wrong with the elevator." He sat in one of the corners, praying that this wasn't another fake imagination.
"Alright, I'm on my way." He hung up just as Tony hugged his knees against his chest. He took a deep breath and whispered, "Why did he only hear my gun? He was right there..." He stared at the closed elevator doors and licked his lips, wondering what was going on with him.
THE BULLPEN...
"He heard gunfires?" Ziva asked, giving Gibbs a strange look. Gibbs nodded, grabbing a flashlight from his drawer and walking over to the elevator doors that were being pried open. "Yeah. Tried to shoot 'em too." He watched as a few people stepped aside held the doors open. Gibbs flashed his light down and began moving it around, seeing the elevator just below him. He sighed heavily and heard Ziva ask, "Could it be...What Ducky was talking about, Gibbs?"
Gibbs looked at her. He was just wondering the same thing. Ducky had mentioned Tony going to see a therapist or maybe even visiting a mental instituition for a bit, but Gibbs had refused and simply left Tony the way he was. Now he was beginning to rethink his decision.
Suddenly, Gibbs' flashlight came upon a dead body hanging from one of the cables by another cable. He swore and watched as a few people began getting things prepared to get the dead body away from the cables.
He sighed heavily and looked down at his phone. Just as he did so, Tony began calling him. He smiled slightly and answered the phone, stepping away from the people at work and the elevator. "Don't worry DiNozzo. We're gettin ya o--!"
"I wouldn't worry about Special Agent DiNozzo."
Gibbs froze, hearing the familiar voice from earlier.
"Anthony has taken one too many pills today, which does not mix well with anxiety and delusions, I warn you. He may even need to...Leave the building."
At those last few words, Gibbs' breath hitched and he heard the man laughing, just as he hung up. He growled angrily and walked back over to men, snapping, "Get my agent out of there and get him out of there, NOW!" The men began working quickly and Ziva looked at him with worry. "What is it, Gibbs?" Gibbs stared at the elevator as he replied angrily, "DiNozzo, that's what."
BACK WITH TONY...
Tony sniffed as he trembled, tears running down his face. He was still huddled in his corner, sweating like a pig, and his eyes were dancing around the room quickly. Every now and then he would see someone sitting in the corner, talking to him, aiming a gun at him, and it frightened Tony. He didn't know what was going on. How could so many people be in the elevator when he was the only one?
He began to feel more and more alone and soon, he knew he would break. Tony wiped sweat off his forehead, whimpering slightly. He swallowed, shoving his face into his knees and sobbing. "Gibbs..." He whimpered, "Gibbs, where are you?" Tony looked around the room and saw someone holding a gun to his face. He jumped back and saw a smile play on the man's lips.
Tony quickly pulled out his gun and screamed, firing and hoping that it shot Bryce in the head. However, the bullet rickocheted and almost shot Tony in the shoulder, dropping softly next to him. He sobbed, his gun still smoking slightly as his hand trembled like crazy. "Stay the hell away from me!" He screamed, looking around angrily. He chewed on his lower lip and stood up, looking around. Tony rushed over to the elevator doors and began pounding on them.
"Let me out, let me out!" He screamed, his mind going back to the time he was locked underground in the car's trunk. Tony sobbed as he pounded the doors, then rushing over to pound the walls. He heard his phone ring and Tony stared at it, seeing Gibbs' number pop up. He rushed over to the phone and answered it.
"DiNozzo, I need you to calm down a bit! Alright? I'm right here. I'm right above you."
Tony blinked, letting the words soak in as he swallowed and looked up at the ceiling. However, what he saw did not ease him. Blood was dripping through the crack on the ceilling and for an instant, he thought he saw a face. Tony dropped his phone and began looking around for an exit. He sobbed harshly, screaming, "Where's the damn exit?!"
Everything around him became distorted and he began seeing poeple, hearing people laughing at him and seeing a few raising their guns. Tony screamed and fired several times.
BACK WITH GIBBS...
Gibbs jumped at Tony's screaming, screaming at the men to move their asses faster. They began working at a much faster pace as Ziva looked at Gibbs with worry. Gibbs was about to scream into the phone for Tony to calm down, when he heard several gunfires go off. He looked at one man and screamed, "OPEN THE DAMN HATCH!" The man nodded, opening the top of the elevator up and leaving Gibb to see what was inside.
There lay Tony DiNozzo, one of his strongest, bravest members of his team, lying on the floor, his gun lying next to his left hand, and tears staining his face. And there in the corner of the elevator lay a dead man, resting up against the side of the elevator wall.