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Chapter 8
Blood!
"Okay, Ziva I want you get everything on James Walker and Tony on Jane Newfield. Get me everything on them and get down to Abby's in five minutes" Gibbs stormed off. His head was killing him. All of his ex-wives had phoned him that week and some daft news report had reminded him of his daughter and it had to be the one time when he couldn't focus at all that McGee had to go and get kidnapped. This was the third day of his disappearance and it really starting to bother him.
"Wow he's really grumpy this morning" Ziva said.
"Well it is the third day of McGeek playing Mr. Abracadabra"
"Don't you fell guilty at all?"
"Well come'on McGee will get out. I know it"
"How can you be sure?"
"I know McGee"
It was 0930 on the clock, and if McGee was right, it was a Saturday, so Jane wasn't at school, she was watching some film McGee didn't recognise but she was also on the phone. James was out at the store and wouldn't be back till 1000. He moved his hands and tried to untie the knot of rope. He had been at it for an hour and had nearly got it. The rope slid from his wrists. McGee quickly took the knife out his belt and cut the rope at his feet. He only had 28 minutes to escape. He carefully tried to pick the lock, know thankful Abby had made him pick the lock of her desk to get his house keys and laptop. Click. McGee held the door. Thankfully Jane was still on the phone and hadn't heard it. Quietly he slipped out of his closet and tip-toed over to the main door. He was sweating again, not only from his NCIS jacket still on, because this could kill him. He unlocked the door, threw it open and ran. He ran because he knew his life did depend on it. He jumped over a fence into someone's fresh green garden, trying to block out the screams of Jane the only words he made out were "YOU'RE MY GEEK!". He hopped a few fences more until he got to Abby's garden. He was free but by no means safe.
"Okay so this is the victim Thomas Gavin" Gibbs said staring at the plasma in Abby's lab.
"Who looks like McGee"
"No he doesn't Tony. His nose is more pointed and he has bigger ears and his cheek bones and jaw bones are …"
"Abby" Gibbs snapped "Jane went out him so she had motive when he dumped her."
"But she couldn't make those shots, James could have though"
"What was his statement?"
"He freaked when he seen the blood, gun and rustles in the tree…"
"BLOOD!" Abby screamed "What blood? Who's blood?"
"That's it!" Gibbs turned to his team beaming "What blood there was none. What is his wife's last name"
"…Newfield."
"Son of a …right lets go get them and McGee. Abby you're a star"
McGee was sitting panting on Abby's back door. He knew the way to work from here, it was only a five minute drive so a 10 minute run. He stood up and walked around the side of the house until he could see the road. James car wasn't anywhere to be seen. He walked back and went over a few more fences in the direction of work. In one garden a boy was putting away a bike, seizing the chance McGee asked "Hey kid, I'm a federal agent can I borrow your bike?"
He seemed taken aback and said "Don't you have super fast cars?"
"Yes but I don't have my car it's at my work and I am being chased by a bad man. So can I borrow your bike?"
"Why?"
"Look I don't have the time. Can I borrow your bike?"
"Okay…but when will I get it back?"
"Today I promise" McGee grabbed the bike and pushed it to the front of the house "Thanks kid!" and with that he was off. In knowing that on a bike you can take a few more short cuts and that James would be taking the main road to find him, McGee took several different roots but all off them taking him to one place where he longed to be. He was so happy about being some what free, he was unaware of the changing of lights. Suddenly something knocked him full force off his bike.
"WHERE THE HELL IS HE?"
"I don't know I was on the phone and then the door was open, I ran out and he was half way down the street"
"DO YOU REALISE WHAT HE COULD DO! EVERYTHING I DID FOR YOU HE COULD RUIN IT ALL. EVERYTHING AND NOW I HAVE TO GO AND FIND HIM. YOU IDIOT THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE A BLOND IDOIT!"
Gibbs was speeding along roads with police cars following. Tony was gripping onto the bottom of his chair as was Ziva. If McGee wasn't here then someone was getting shot, Gibbs thought to himself, but his gut was telling him McGee was out but not out of trouble.
