Hi peoples! Here's chapter 2! I'm sorry it took so long; I'm in school so I don't have a lot of time, anyway. Thanks for being so patient! Please read, review, and enjoy!

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Hijacked

Chapter 2: A new 9/11?

"JETHRO!"A yell from Director Jennifer Sheppard broke Special Agent Gibbs out of thought from looking over a cold case. Tony, Kate and McGee all looked at Jenny, who was pale as a ghost.

"What is it?" Gibbs asked looking at his wife.

"Jethro, turn on ZNN! It's awful!" she had rushed down the stairs as McGee turned on the plasma.

"Breaking News!" a reporter yelled. The team gathered around to watch.

"I'm reporting live from Boston Air. Just recently Flight 24 from Boston to D.C was hijacked by suspected terrorists. Sources say there're at least twenty passengers aboard and four unknown children, one as young as twelve. People are beginning to wonder if this will become a new 9/11. More to come." Tony reduced the volume as the commercials began. Silence and shock filled the bullpen.

Isn't Flight 24 the one Luna, Ed, and Al are supposed to be flying home on?" Kate asked her voice high-pitched and squeaky.

"I'll check online." McGee said. The team waited in silence, hoping she wouldn't be there.

"Oh, no."

"What's 'oh, no'? I don't want to hear and oh, no." Jenny said.

"Um, she's flying home on Flight 24, boss." McGee said.

"GIBBS!" a loud shriek blasted through the bullpen. A black haired, Goth, forensic scientist followed. I was none other than Abigail "Abby" Sciuto.

"the plane!? Did you guys see?! I looked online, Gibbs, that the one Luna's supposed to be fly—"

"We know Abs." Tony said.

"Oh my gosh!" Abby squealed.

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The fifth hijacker pointed his gun at Ed. My heart skipped a beat and my blood ran cold.

"No! Wait! Don't!" A yell sounded through the plane. I recognized it at once.

"Jack?" I thought.

"Don't shoot him!" he called.

"Why?" the terrorist said pointing the gun at him. Jack hesitated.

"He's just a kid!" I exclaimed just before the terrorist could shoot my boyfriend. Then he moved the gun from him to me.

"He's a kid! He's twelve!" This wasn't true, (he was sixteen like me) but I hoped it would be believable because of Ed's tiny size. Ed understood I had called him small in the most subtle way I could because his hands were in fists and he was ready to pop.

"Easy, Edward." Al muttered.

"What are ya doin?" A gruffy man said. He was the leader of this terrorist group, I could tell because of the way the man seemed to shrink in front of him.
"Easy profile." I thought.

"Put yer gun down! The chaps just a kid! Can't do us no harm!" the gun was lowered and I relaxed slightly letting out my pent up breath.

"all of you!" terrorist number four said, "put all of your hands behind your head and keep them there!" we all did as were told. I could hear the whimpering of the woman sitting across the aisle.

"Shorty! Tie 'em!" the leader yelled. Shorty, (a.k.a terrorist number 2) used zip-ties to keep our hands in place. I soon learned their names easily by profiling. The leader was "Boss", Shorty is terrorist 2, Gassy is terrorist 3, Atom is terrorist 4, and Rocky is terrorist 5.

"I wish I could call Gibbs." I said wistfully at Ed and Al.

"Then why don't you?" Ed said. I nodded slowly thinking.

"Al, tell me when someone's coming." I said.

"Kay." I pulled out my phone which happened to be in my back pocket.

"Special Agent Gibbs, NC-"

"Dad!"

"Luna!?"

"Yes?"

"Luna! Are you ok?! What happened?! Is anyone hurt?! What about Ed and Al?!" Gibbs sounded panicked. Obviously he had seen the news.

"I'm fine and so is Ed and Al. so far the terrorists have tied our hands with zip-ties and pointed a gun at Ed jack and me."

"Jack? Jacky Spivey? As in your boyfriend?"

"Yeah, he's here."

"What's he doing there?!"

"How should I know?!"

"Ask!"

"I can't he's 5 seats behind mine! If the terrorists see me they'll kill me! LITERALLLY!"

"Can you hold on a second? I'm going to put you on speaker and your mom wants to talk to you."

"Okay."

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Gibbs put the phone down resting it on his shoulders. Relief had spilled through him once he heard his daughter say she was going to be ok, and that she was alive. He handed the phone to his wife, who seemed more than happy to take the phone.

"Luna? Sweetie? Thank goodness you're ok! Don't you ever get on a plane again!"

"Mom, I'm fine, you're just being paranoid, relax!"

"RELAX?! You're on a plane that just got hijacked by terrorists!" Luna said something to reassure her mom, but Gibbs didn't catch it. What she had said soon became the least of his worries as colonel mustang walked through the bullpen entrance followed by Lieutenant Hawkeye.

"Oh, no." Tony groaned, "We're going to die!"

"Special Agent Gibbs." Colonel Mustang said.

"Colonel Mustang, Lieutenant Hawkeye, what can I do for you?" Gibbs said knowing full well what they wanted."

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"Mom?" I asked, "Who's in the bullpen?" I could hear strange voices.

"It's Colonel Mustang and Lieutenant Hawkeye." She said.

"What?!" I hissed, "what are they doing here?! I mean there!?" Ed and Al gave me weird looks.

"It's your boss." I mouthed sarcastically to Ed.

"WHAT?!" A loud yell broke the silence of the airplane a reverberating through my phone. This caught the attention of Gassy, the terrorist closest to us.

"Oh, no." I whispered trying to hide my cell. Too late, he saw me.

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