Here's the next chapter for ya'll. Hope you like it. Only a few more chapters left.
NCIS
"Special Agent Gibbs, why is scuttlebutt going around that you knowingly are disobeying my orders to stop the investigation of Midshipmen Coley and Mitchell?" Director Vance yelled angrily at the Marine who seemed unperturbed by the accusation.
"I don't take orders from terrorists," Gibbs told the man, stepping away from the doorway to reveal Agent Fornell.
"Leon Vance, you are under arrest for your part in support terrorism by leaking information to known terrorist groups, and for your part in the murder of former NCIS Director Jennifer Shepherd," Fornell said as two other FBI agents walked up to Vance, handcuffing the stunned man.
"I have no idea what you are talking about," Vance tried to act surprised, but failed miserably.
"Because of your greed for power and money, you betrayed this country," Gibbs hissed in the man's face. "You also killed one of the best agents that NCIS has ever had, and if my two agents end up hurt or dead, I will personally come and kick your ass." The man visible shuddered at the threat. "Now, you are going to tell me who issued the warrant for DiNozzo and David, and where the two are right now!" Gibbs barked in his best drill instructor voice.
"Mossad issued the warrant, and by now, your two lovebirds are probably dead," Vance grinned evilly.
"I don't think he is going to play fair, Jethro," Fornell said, starring at the Director.
"Take him," Gibbs told Fornell. "I don't want to ever see him again, cause if I do, I willkill him," Gibbs said in a voice that made chills go up the other men's backs.
Fornell nodded at his two agents, who took Vance out of the office and towards the car. "How're you going to find them?" he asked his longtime friend.
"First I'm going to have a chat with Deputy Director David. Father to father," Gibbs mumbled under his breath.
"Good luck, Gibbs," Fornell said honestly.
"Thanks, Tobias," Gibbs said, walking out of the office.
USS Ronald Reagan
"Now, why would you think we killed them?" Tony asked, taking as deep of a breath as he could. "Last I heard, you wanted nothing to do with this investigation."
"Mossad has issued a warrant for your arrest, they have witnesses that put you at the crime scene," George explained, reaching for his handcuffs.
"Well you have two problems with that story," Ziva said. "One, Midshipman Mitchell is not dead, and, two, I am Mossad," she explained, Midshipman Mitchell and Ishmael walking up beside her.
"What? They said you were dead," George said, staring wide eyed at Mitchell. "Leon told me that no one made it out alive but you two."
"Leon? As in Leon Vance?" Tony asked, raising an eyebrow. The man was crumbling and Tony was enjoying every minute of it, especially with Ziva's arm around his waist helping him stand up.
"Arrest them," George ordered the men around him who refused to move. "I said arrest them, NOW!" he yelled at the men.
"I'm afraid they like me better than you, Anti-boss," Tony said, using his secret nickname for George out-loud for the first time. "They tend to like protectors of the United States instead of terrorists," Tony added as one of the men put his handcuffs on a surprised George.
"You will never get away with this!" George yelled after him as the sailors drug him towards the brig.
"That was fun," Tony said, looking down at Ziva who just shook her head.
"Anti-boss?" she asked simply.
"He's nothing like Boss," Tony said, shrugging and Ziva laughed at him. "Take me to bed, Zee-vah," he said, exhausted.
"Really, Tony, you have to work on your pick-out lines," Ziva said, shaking her head.
"Pick-up lines, Zee-vah. I'll have you know that I have good pick up lines," he defended as they walked to sickbay.
"DiNozzo! Do you not know how to stay out of trouble?" Dr. McCloughlin asked when the couple walked in.
"What can I say, Doc. Trouble finds me wherever I go," Tony replied, leaning more of his strength on Ziva.
"Let's get you laid down," Dr. McCloughlin said and helped Ziva lead Tony to the bed. "What happened to you?"
"Well, Zee-vah decided to play Mr. and Mrs. Smith, and needed a guy," Tony said, laying his head on the pillow and letting out a sigh. "She didn't tell me that her crazy ninja skills weren't going to do the job, so we had to use guns."
"Looks like you have a pretty serious gunshot here. How did you manage to stand for this long?" Dr. McCloughlin asked, surprised at Tony's strength.
"Adrenaline," Ziva explained the same way Tony had to her.
MTAC
"Agent Gibbs," Deputy Director David greeted.
"Deputy Director David," Gibbs replied. "May I ask why my best two agents are not wanted for murder?"
"It appears that there was a traitor in our ranks, but that risk has now been destroyed, and there is no longer anything to worry about," David explained. "Your presence has been requested by an agent of mine on the USS Ronald Reagan. I was about to call your director and tell him."
"I'm afraid Director Vance is no longer in charge of NCIS. I am the interim director until one can be found," Gibbs informed, smirking at the memory.
"Good," David said, nodding his head. "I will send Officer David's permanent transfer papers to you in the morning," he said and the two ended the video conference.
Bullpen
"McGee, cancel the flight to Kuwait. We no longer need to fly there," Gibbs yelled form the boardwalk. "Instead find a flight to the USS Ronald Reagan."
"But, Boss, what about Tony and Ziva?" McGee asked.
"They're safe," Gibbs said, walking into the director's office and shutting the door. McGee went right to work, calling Abby to tell her the news first.
Only a few chapters left, all I have to do is figure out exactly how i want to end this.
