So, I had received a few reviews that said how confused people were...I apologize for that.
I hope this chapter clears a few things up.
Six shots. Straight through the targets head area.
Tim smiled proudly at the target. Head shots had become his specialty. He had never missed when he aimed at the target's head.
Mostly due to the fact of whose head he imagined shooting.
Gibbs. Abby. Tony. Ziva. His father.
Tim hadn't realized how much he hated those people until Luke had shown him a few reasons.
Luke was currently a few feet away and shooting at his own target while Trent Kort flirted with one of the shooting range employees.
Tim thought back to how he had met Luke and how Trent had gotten involved.
Luke first showed up at the hospital where Tim was recovering from his injury that was caused by the explosion.
Luke had just walked in and started talking to Tim. And Tim didn't mind a complete stranger wandering into his room. He actually enjoyed having someone to chat with. After all, his teammates hadn't even stopped in once to see how he was doing.
Tim and Luke talked for the few days that Tim was in the hospital and they continued to talk after Tim was released.
The two became boyfriends about a week after they met.
Some might say that was a bit rushed, but Tim had really connected with Luke and he knew that he had fallen for the man after just their first hour together.
Tim still remembered the moment when Luke had convinced him to turn to the dark side.
Luke had pointed out how the team didn't appreciate him. How they took him for granted, and how they didn't even come to visit him after he was injured.
Luke made Tim break, but the NCIS agent was glad for that. Very glad.
A sharp sound of a hit interrupted Tim's thoughts, and he turned to see the one-eyed man nursing his nose as a pissed employee stomped away.
Tim let out a small laugh as he saw Luke cracking up while Kort sulked.
Trent getting involved hadn't necessarily been a part of the plan that Tim and Luke had devised. But he had stopped by Tim's apartment one day to check on the agent, and he had seemed to just instantly fit in with Luke.
With Kort, being CIA, and Luke, being a 'retired' MI6 agent—Luke spoke with a British accent that he was quite proud of—The two men had become buddies after talking for mere minutes.
Focusing one the target once again, Tim picked up another gun and lifted it up, ready to shoot.
He looked at the head of the target and imagined the people that he saw there and the reasons for them to be up there.
Gibbs. The father figure to everyone. Everyone except Tim, of course. Gibbs never cared for Tim. Hell, he hadn't even visited him in the hospital.
Tim always felt that Gibbs looked down on him and didn't even want Tim as an agent. But he probably couldn't fire Tim unless he had a legit reason for it, and not liking someone isn't a good enough reason for someone to lose their job.
Abby. Some 'best friend' she was. Tim has always been fine with the fact that their relationship hadn't worked out, but she never really let it go. Abby would flirt, then ignore him, then invite him over for 'dinner', and then act like she didn't know him.
The goth hadn't even cared when she heard about Tim getting hurt during the explosion. She had just replied with a snide remark and changed the subject.
Tony. The brother he never had or wanted. Though Tony wasn't much of a brother. He was more of a bully.
Tony never tired of making fun of Tim's last name, or up until recent times, his weight. McGee never responded to the insults. He didn't know what to say back or how Tony would react.
Ziva. She replaced Kate. She replaced Tim. She changed everything.
Ziva took the impossible job of filling Kate's spot, but Tim never thought she had come close to fill it. The Israeli could never replace Kate.
The ex-Mossad agent also took Tim's spot. She had simply knocked Tim back down to the lowest place on the team and gladly claimed her place just below Tony.
Admiral McGee. He won't be winning the father of the year award anytime soon.
Although Tim had talked to him recently (due to his grandmother's request), the Admiral hadn't changed one bit. He still criticized Tim for his work, claiming that the son of an Admiral should have reached a higher potential than being a simple field agent.
Tim shot the target. Each bullet hitting a different image in his head, though he saved two for Gibbs.
"Nicely done," A smooth voice whispered into his ear, causing Tim to jump slightly.
"Thanks…Is Trent's nose okay?" Tim leaned back, resting his body against the one behind him.
"Yes. Though I doubt his pride is," Luke replied as he wrapped his arms around Tim's lean waist.
Tim laughed softly and placed his hands on Luke's, "We should go. I need to go to work and pick up Jethro."
"I could just pick him up by myself. It'd be much faster and a lot easier," Luke said.
"Thanks for the offer, but no thanks. I need to let the team see me," Tim sighed and straightened up, moving away from Luke and turning to look at him.
"Why?" The British man crossed his arms across his chest and raised his eyebrows.
"They need to know that I'm around and that they needn't worry about anything. I don't want to raise suspicion by not showing up to work for several days in a row. Also, I never gave a notice of my absence. So, I'll just use all my vacation days. That'll give me at least three months off the radar," Tim explained.
"Three months of vacation? When was the last time you took a day for yourself?" Luke said with disbelief.
"I've no idea," The pale man shrugged. "But that doesn't matter. Let's just get Trent and go. The team won't be there much longer. It's almost seven," Tim walked past Luke and grabbed a hold of the man's shirt, dragging him to the car where they found Trent, who was sitting against the back door and still looking quite pitiful.
"Ready?" Trent opened the backseat door and looked at Tim, who saw that Trent's nose the color of his black eye patch.
"Ready," Luke and Tim said in unison as they climbed into the car and drove away.
That was a terrible end to a chapter, wasn't it?
I'm sorry that it was shorter than usual. I just wanted to give you guys something to read.
Again, about people being confused, it's only the third chapter! I haven't explained everything yet. But don't worry. All will be clear soon. I hope.
I hope you all enjoyed.
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Happy early Thanksgiving!