I own nothing except a few characters and the plot.
I haven't worked on this story in a while, but decided to dust it off. This was set during NCIS Season 6 (hence Ziva being Mossad), but will contain references to events in NCIS Episode 8.22 "Baltimore". The Law & Order Criminal Intent references are correct for between Seasons 7 and 8 of that show.
HALLOWEEN: THE SERIES
MICHAEL AND THE MARINE
Michael had returned to Haddonfield and walked in on Tony hovering over a computer. He promptly head-slapped Tony.
"Do not put whatever that is on our computers. I am not driving to Chicago to get them fixed."
"It's superglue. You never hazed someone before? This is Martinson's computer anyway. Sheriff had McGeek hook it up while you were in Russellville."
"Do not put that on his keyboard. I don't care how much Doyle paid or is planning to pay you to do it and no I never hazed someone before." Tony left the room under Michael's gaze. Alex walked in as Michael began going through the papers left on his desk.
"I take someone relieved you in Russelville?" He asked Michael as he sat down at his computer.
"McGee hooked it up." Alex said and began typing or at least he tried to type.
"DiNozzo told me before I ran him and his tube of superglue out of here." Michael replied not looking up.
"Probably about a minute too late though." Alex told him. Michael looked up and found Alex's fingers were in fact glued to the keyboard.
"DINOZZO, get in here." Michael shouted as Gibbs entered.
"He wanted to glue McGee's face to a desk in the lab." Tony ran in.
"What did I miss?" He asked.
"You put superglue on my keyboard." Alex said annoyed.
"It was either your keyboard or Myers' keyboard, but I didn't know if he was going to be back before it dried." Gibbs slapped him.
"Would you let him get the hang of this place before you start hazing him like you do to McGee." Michael took a bottle out of his desk.
"You're lucky I keep this around. But, Doyle's been known to screw around with it himself. A couple of weeks ago, he superglued the box of donuts that Harry eats to a shelf in the file storage room." He said as he placed a bottle of nail polish remover on Alex's desk and began working to get Alex unglued from his keyboard.
"Don't let Doyle do this to you on a regular basis and DiNozzo won't be here long." Michael said as he carefully began pulling Alex's fingers off the keyboard. Pete walked in.
"Haddonfield Memorial just called, a patient ran out of the hospital. The patient that was technically in our custody. Now we have to find him without doing the Tommy Lee Jones speech from The Fugitive. I sent Doyle over there to set up the search." He said then looked at Michael and Alex.
"DiNozzo, did you take the tube of superglue out of Doyle's desk and put it on Martinson's keyboard?"
"It probably leaked out when Local Probie stole it." Tony said. Of course, no one believed him.
"Why would he leak superglue onto his own keyboard and not tell someone?" Michael asked. Tony left.
"Go help Doyle." Gibbs said. Andros walked in.
"Fornell and Sacks are dealing with the Shotgun Rednecks from Russellville now that the Empire has them locked up." He said.
"And we are looking for an escaped hospital patient." Michael added as he left after Alex was unglued from his keyboard.
Tommy had arrived at where the search party had set up its operations. He still had the information from Lawrence County in his car. Ziva was there already. A thought crossed his mind. It wasn't the first time he had had this thought. Besides, Michael wasn't around to hear him making this speech.
"Alright, listen up, people. Our fugitive has been on the run for ninety minutes." He said.
"It has been over 3 hours." She corrected him.
"Average foot speed over uneven ground barring injuries is 4 miles-per-hour."
"He stole a car on his way out and he was recovering from a gunshot wound."
"What I want from each and every one of you is a hard-target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse, farmhouse, henhouse, outhouse and doghouse. Checkpoints go up at fifteen miles." Michael arrived and put a camera around his neck as Tommy said this.
"We do not have the resources to cover a large area like that ." Ziva told him.
"Your fugitive's name is..."
"Harold Trumble." McGee said as he walked out of the hospital. Michael walked up to Tommy and head-slapped him.
"The Tommy Lee Jones speech every time we have a fugitive or escaped mental patient? Really, Doyle."
"He's as bad as DiNozzo." McGee said earning a death stare from Michael who then walked off.
"After the California business and they found out his sister chopped off a paramedic's head, some Fed did the same thing for him. If what DiNozzo told me is correct, I think it was Sacks." Tommy said once he was sure that Michael was out of earshot. Michael went to check out Trumble's room.
"How did he get out of here?" He asked a deputy that was left as a guard.
"The State Police pulled me off of him. Some Captain said he wasn't a suspect." Michael threw up his hands.
"This is great, you didn't think to clear with the station first?"
"Don't they have the authority to overrule us?"
"He was a Federal suspect, not a local suspect. I shouldn't be mad at you anyway, it's not your fault that the State Police exist for the sole purpose of pissing us off. Somebody take your statement?"
"Yes, Sir. Agent McGee did."
"Go back to the station and tell Hill and Gibbs I already threw the book at you for something that basically wasn't your fault." The deputy left as Tommy walked in.
"Search party is going. Empire is sending more bodies down to help cover the area. The Colonel that sent Sammers to Russellville knows about the movie and wanted to know why I wasn't checking junkyards, businesses, hotels, motels, truck stops, train stations, bus stations, and airports. I've added them to the BOLO I put out on Trumble and the stolen car."
"The State Police released him. I figure I'm going to arrest Matherson and let him explain himself to Gibbs. If he's lucky he won't be the second State Police Captain in a month that we've aired the dirty laundry of." Michael said trying not to laugh at the idea that an Imperial Officer knew about The Fugitive.
"But, we have blood now." Tommy said looking at the bed where some bloody bandages had been left.
"Good, bag it and tag it. Take it to the girls after you tell your search party that he's wounded." Michael said snapping a few photos first.
"Provided that Ziva doesn't kill him first." Tommy said and left after he gathered the evidence. Michael looked in the closet and found nothing of interest in it. McGee joined him.
"I took all the witness statements. Gibbs is going to kill someone."
"Yeah, a moron State Police Captain if I don't kill him first McGee. Add hospitals, drug stores, doctors offices, Urgent Care centers, and any other place that has medical stuff to the BOLO."
"I think we've covered everything and then some." McGee said.
"Cancel the henhouses and doghouses. No person could fit in those and cancel the outhouses. I'm not sure those even exist anymore. I just hope we don't catch more cases right now." Michael said and went to report his findings.
Andros had taken off as soon as the BOLO came out on Trumble. He figured that he would be of more use in the search then waiting for whatever was about to happen at the station. Gibbs didn't mind since he usually didn't have much for Andros to do at the crime scene anyway. What Gibbs didn't know was that Andros had a habit of stirring up trouble in his own way. The kind that made Director Vance uneasy if he wasn't trying to keep Tony from stealing out of the vending machines in the breakroom. He watched as a couple of kids ran from a car into a shop and then ran out with their arms full of goods. He was about to ram their car when Michael's truck came around the corner and rammed the car anyway. Andros pulled up behind Michael and got out of his truck.
"You get the BOLO?" Michael asked.
"Yeah, took off when DiNozzo thought it was a good idea to go through Martinson's Ipod." Michael walked over to the car.
"Detective Myers. We didn't do anything wrong." One of the kids said.
"Really, Keith." Michael said.
"I swear on my mother we didn't."
"That's not what my sister told me. She said you and your friends here left school without permission. Now where did these liquor bottles come from?" Michael took a stash of liquor bottles out of the car. Andros walked over.
"Pop the trunk." He said as Michael began removing the kids from the car.
"You can't search our car."
"Sure we can. Minor in possession of alcohol, shoplifting at the least. Robbery at the most. Cutting school. What's the baseball bat for?" Andros picked the trunk open and pulled out a bag.
"What's in the bag?" He asked.
"You going to answer him or would you rather be locked in a room with his boss who has been known to make grown United States Marines cry just by looking at them?" Michael asked them.
"It's my gym clothes." Keith said obviously not wanting to endure a Gibbs Interrogation. Andros opened the bag anyway.
"I thought the use of steroids by high school athletes was prohibited." He said producing a bag of white powder.
"That's not mine." Keith said quickly.
"Shotgun not yours either?" Andros asked as Michael cuffed Keith. A pair of patrol cars arrived.
"Get them out and start hooking them up. Make sure you read them their rights." Michael said to the two deputies. He turned Keith around.
"Shotgun says you're under arrest."
"You wait until my daddy hears about this." Keith said.
"I'm sure he'll be real happy after hearing about underage drinking, drugs, skipping school, and a loaded shotgun that may have been used in an armed robbery from a Federal Agent. I hope he has plenty of money to bail you out of jail. Provided he wants to bail you out of course. In the meantime. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney even though our department has a rule about never ever involving lawyers." Michael replied. He had dealt with Keith's father before and maybe getting Gibbs to talk to the father would make things a lot smoother.
"There's a reason some people in this town still hate you Myers."
"Good. Besides I probably put most of them in jail at some point." Andros snickered.
Trumble had found his way to the Tower Farm. He figured that this was a good place to hide for a while. A pair of cars pulled up outside and he heard the distinct sound of Imperial Stormtrooper armor getting out of the cars.
"Why are we checking this dump?" One trooper asked.
"Detective Doyle said to check farmhouses. So we check farmhouses. What are the chances that he's in here?" Another said. Trumble decided that he had to find a way to slip out and back to his car. He looked for something that he could use as a weapon. He found a pitchfork on a wall and focused on his escape that he didn't notice another pair of cars arrive. Michael and Andros had arrived after dealing with Keith and his friends.
"You guys, take the back. We'll take the front." Michael said to the Stormtroopers. He and Andros pulled their Lightsabers out in case they needed them. Trumble had been planning to escape from the hospital after dealing with Gibbs when that State Police Captain decided that he was no longer a person of interest.
"You think he's in here?" Andros asked.
"Of course. I know this place inside and out. We get a lot of loud party calls about this place." Michael replied. They checked several parts of the farmhouse before finding their way to where Trumble was hiding.
"Last part of the building." Michael said. Trumble prepared to attack whoever it was that was approaching him. Michael and Andros got closer to him. Trumble charged at them with the pitchfork, missing as both of them managed to jump clear of him. He them turned around only to be tripped by Michael.
"Again we have to do this?" Michael asked as Andros put handcuffs on Trumble. The Stormtroopers ran in.
"We heard a scuffle in here. One in custody. We're clear." They said as Trumble was stood up.
"Harold Trumble, you're under arrest for multiple counts of murder and multiple counts of assault on law enforcement. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You technically have the right to an attorney. Although our bosses have a rule about them and if you can't afford one. You may not get one." The Stormtroopers agreed to take Trumble back to the police station so Michael and Andros could finish up at the farmhouse.
"You know I don't think Gibbs wanted his rights read to him." Andros told Michael.
"Force of habit. Even Nicole Wallace was entitled to being read her rights when we arrested her. Besides, I was following SOP to make sure the Empire didn't do some of those things your brother throws fits about them doing to prisoners I hear." He replied.
"My brother has very few problems with them. Officers handle the investigative work even though only Tevin Felth was sent to FLETC unless others were sent there by Imperial Command. I think Miguel Chavez was sent there too sometime before he was reassigned to my brother's team. FLETC turned out several classes of nothing but Imperial Officers that were trained in U.S. Police Procedures. Vance wasn't happy about that because it disrupted training of NCIS you ever go Fed, chances are you'll get an Imperial team since Jedi are qualified to supervise Imperial teams." Andros explained.
"Let's get back to the station. He left us nothing usable here except for the pitchfork that he tried to attack us with." Michael said picking up the pitchfork with a gloved hand.