Next Chapter everyone! Sorry it's kind of short, I just didn't want to keep you waiting for like two weeks, which is almost how long its been. Sorry about that. An update on the whole story... I've got 11 chapters written so far, so the updates will be regular for a while. I realized that the story has been moving kind of slow for it being a three day time period, so I've sped things up just a little bit to give you the sense of time passing because that was confusing me a little bit... So anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I tragically don't own anything at all...
Tony was pleasantly surprised by the interior of the jet. It had a 32 inch plasma TV, he guessed, leather seats, a sweet bathroom, and a mini refrigerator stocked full of food for their short flight. Just as he and Ducky sat down and started to get comfortable, Tony's work phone went off. He looked at the caller ID and sighed. Gibbs. Of course. He knew this could be too good to be true. Gibbs wanted him to call it off and get his butt back to the building. But, he picked up the phone anyway. "Boss?" Tony said, bracing for the worst.
"DiNozzo. Jimmy's fiance's been kidnaped." "Breena? Holy crap! That's- that's terrible! How's he holding up?" Tony asked, shocked. "Not so good." Gibbs replied. Then Tim spoke. "I'm sending the location to your phone. I finally traced it back to England. It wa-" "You find her first, then pick up our sources. Got it, DiNozzo?" Gibbs said, cutting Tim off. "Got it, Boss." Tony said. "You've got two hours when you touch down. Have you taken off yet?" Gibbs asked. He sounded rushed. Tony looked out the window. He saw the NCIS building, and saw the tiny squadroom window. And maybe, just maybe, he saw the ant figure in the window that was Gibbs.
"Nope. Ducky's still fighting with the pilot. He wants them to take us to a certain airport, but they say that they can't do that. I'm pretty sure he won't stop pestering them until they agree." "Make them agree faster." Gibbs said and hung up. "Oh, Gibbs." Tony said, sighing and smiling.
"But we need to land at Charles Lundrow Airport!" Ducky was practically yelling at the pilot. "Ok, sir. We will try to get flight clearance." Tony heard the nervous young man say. He watched as a disgruntled Ducky stormed out of the cockpit and sat next to him. "I talked to Gibbs." Tony said when the older man sat down. "What did Jethro have to say?" Ducky asked. "Breena's been kidnapped. She's being held in England." Tony said, pulling up the video that Tim had sent to his phone. Ducky watched in horror as the young woman screamed for her groom.
"Oh- oh my. That's horrible!" Ducky said after it was finished. "Yeah. We're gonna pick her up first, then get the other people." Tony said, taking his phone back. Then it beeped. "What was that?" Ducky asked. "I got a text." Tony said, navigating to his message inbox. He looked at the sender. Gibbs. When ever you got a text from Gibbs, it was life or death. It was an understood rule for everyone on his team. Unless its Abby. He opened it and read it to Ducky. 'One hour.' was all it said.
Gibbs was really good with emotion. In fact, he was great with dealing with other people's emotions. He almost always knew what to say, in any situation. But not this. There were no words in the world that could comfort this man at the moment. Unless they came from Breena's mouth. This was most certainly overload. Shannon and Kelly's funeral- that was overload. Kate and Jenny. That was overload. Sure, he had his hand on Jimmy's shoulder, and sure he wasn't crying anymore, but still. He looked at McGee, who had his brow furrowed. He only did that when he was intent, hacking, or something was confusing him. Then he turned to DiNozzo's desk.
It hadn't been easy telling Jimmy to move desks. But after a while, he just gave up fighting and walked over to Gibbs desk, where he sat now. So, DiNozzo's desk sat untouched, sopping copy of GSM and all. Empty. Gibbs was sick with worry. His gut was literally screaming at him 'No! Don't let Tony go! This means trouble!' But he had to. Tony had to find Breena because Gibbs could tell she was the Shannon to his Gibbs, so to speak. They were meant for each other.
He went over to Tony's desk, ignoring his gut, and started to wipe it off. He threw the magazine away, which in turn caused Ziva and McGee to look up. Jimmy still had his head buried in his hands. Gibbs walked over to the man and pulled him out of his chair. "Where are we going?" he asked, confused. "Oh." he replied when Gibbs plopped him back down at Tony's desk.
"Mess around on DiNozzo's computer while he's gone." he simply stated. "I can do anything I want? Even- even investigate?" Jimmy asked, a glimmer of hope in his eye. Gibbs was about to say no, considering what happened the last time he tried to investigate. But the look on Jimmy's face...
"Yeah. Tim, show him the basics." "Got it, Boss." Tim said, getting up. "Tim. The basics." Gibbs stopped him before he got to Jimmy. "Ok." he replied. Palmer was a quick learner, Gibbs could tell that much. Plus, McGee needed, no he deserved a break. It would be a breeze for him. But something was still nagging him. Gibbs sighed and looked out the squadroom window, into the dark night. The moon was just barley visible over the horizon by now. Tony should be landing in another hour or so, he estimated. Stupid gut. He couldn't believe he was about to do this. But it had to be done. For the very first time in his life, Leroy Jethro Gibbs was going against his gut.
Abby looked at the bottom right corner of he computer screen. 8:51pm. The sun had set a while ago. She knew very well about the deadline, and was determined to solve it early. Abby took the caf pow machine after it was filled up that afternoon and emptied it into forty three jumbo cups. 'No, forty two' thought the scientist as she threw one in the trash and picked another up off the lab table. She had also stock piled high protein yogurt in her refrigerator and chips in an empty cabinet. She wasn't going to sleep for more than two hours at a time because she had rigged her computer alarm to go off every two hours and say something motivational. Last hour was 'Timmy really cares.'
Bert was sitting faithfully next to her computer, his smile never fading. "Oh, Major Mass Spec. How are we going to do this?" Abby asked he machine. Wait. Something was wrong. Major Mass Spec was not buzzing. Oh, that's why. She had forgotten to turn him on. "Come on, kids! Let's wake up!" Abby said, twirling around the room and turning all of her machines on.
Almost two hours had passed since everything took off. Tony and Ducky had probably landed at that point, Jimmy got his heartbreaking video, and Abby woke up from her much needed power nap. She heard the elevator ding, and Abby hurried into position. She pushed the button on her remote so the punk rock/metal Christmas music came on, put her black santa hat on her head, and got the other one from the drawer out. It was bright orange, like the squadroom. Abby ran up to the door frame and became silent. When Gibbs walked in, she plopped the hat on his head and yelled "Surprise!". Gibbs looked at her. "What's this for? It's May, Abby. You do realize that it's not Christmas, right?" Gibbs asked, taking the hat off his head. "Of course I do!" Abby said cheerfully. She turned down the music and waited for Gibbs to say his famous line.
"Whaddya got, Abbs?" "Oh how I love those words." Abby said, giving the bossman a big hug. "Abby!" Gibbs said. "Right. I really don't have anything... You didn't give me much to go on." the scientist said, navigating to her computer and typing something in. "All I've got are some partial fingerprints. Nothing I can match. I looked at all the security footage from the times our suspect was in town and I found this." Abby said, putting a navy yard security camera video up on her plasma.
"It's from the camera at the coffee shop right next to the building. You know the one you say their coffee tastes like dead coca plants?" Abby informed her friend. "Uh huh." Gibbs responded. He had made the mistake of going there when it first opened last year. "The suspect's face is almost completely hidden and I'm not sure if I can get anything good enough to run through facial recognition. But I'm running it though a program to see if I can clear it up anymore. Sorry Gibbs." She said, turning to face him. "Oh, but I did find this sucked on mint. Want the rest? I've already taken all the DNA I can get off of it." Abby said, holding an evidence bag up.
Then a ding went off. "Ding? How can I have a ding already? I just started the tests! There should not be any dinging going on in Labby!" Abby said, frantically searching all of her machines for flashing red or green lights. Gibbs looked at the computer and squinted. "Abbs, what's this?" Gibbs asked, slightly confused. He didn't know practically anything about computers, but Gibbs was sure he'd seen the notice before... "An email! Uh, how could I be so stupid! I should have known that was my email ding!" Abby said as she walked over, more than a bit frazzled. She pulled up her email and clicked on the most recent one at the top of the page. "Gibbs. Th- that- that's-" Abby said, scared. She looked up at her father figure, eyes filled with fear. "Yeah, Abbs. I know. Pull it up." Gibbs said, hugging the frightened woman. "Ok." Abby said, her hands shaking. She opened the email and clicked on the link. "Same sender as the last." Gibbs said before the video started. As soon as the video started, however, Abby got one of the biggest smiles on her face. She turned to face Gibbs, who had his frown/smile thingy on his face. "Well, Abby. I didn't see that one coming..." Gibbs said, surprised. Abby was giggling.
"I love him. I absolutely love him. Not like love love him, but love him as like a friend or like as a co-worker or like somebody you've known for like as long as i've known him or something like that. Oh, you know what I mean, Gibbs." Abby said, talking fast again. "Yeah, Abbs. I get it." Gibbs replied, turning to leave. "I'll get Palmer." he said just as Abby picked up the phone to call him. Abby silently cursed but rushed to her desk to call anyway. "Ji- Jimmy. I- I mean, Special Agent DiNozzo's desk." the sad man on the other line said. "Jimmy! Get down here! I've got ah... something to show you!" Abby whispered into the phone. "Why?" Jimmy asked. "Because. You've got a new video."
Oh no! What does this mean for Jimmy? What happpens next? Stay tuned to find out! Did you like it? Let me know! I do love reviews...