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Anyway onwards……
Disclaimer: Um. Should I just say it plain and simple this time? HA! When have I ever been known to do that. Own I CSI:NY Not Do Or NCIS work it out guys!
Chapter 9 - Raining on Fanfares
"Angell, you know him?" Ziva asked out of the corner of her mouth, not taking her eyes off the bad guy.
"Hell yes. Crazy son of a ……" Jess snarled before she was interrupted by Brooke stepping out besides her.
"Jess, mind your language you may be in the sight of a murdering cow that looks like an ass carrying the fattest ugliest guy on his head….oh wait sorry he is that guy." Brooke shook her head, she wasn't scared. Not anymore.
"You will be dead before you can say anything like that again." The man threatened, his voice become irritated. Ziva instantly shot at the ground beneath his feet. He jumped and moved back quickly, dropping the bad guy act.
"I hope your paying for that Ziva." Mac came up behind her.
"You'll have to wait a while Detective Taylor, I still owe the pentagon." Ziva moved to be besides Tony. "Hey."
"Hey." He smiled back training his gun.
As soon as the whole CSI team had seen the perp they had all sighed irritably but with a lot more hate and spite than irritant.
"What do you want Rick?" Stella asked spitefully. Rick smiled.
"Detective Bonasera how nice to see you. Taylor. Messer and Lindsay, you look good how far are you off?" Rick turned his slightly.
"Not as long as your jail sentence." Lindsay fired back.
"Flack." Rick nodded to Flack, then Adam and Kendall, eying Kendall up and down, Brooke stepped in front of her.
"How old are you?" Brooke looked disgusted. Rick didn't look at her. He looked to Angell.
"Jessica I hope she hasn't been much trouble for you. How have you been? I've missed seeing you, you know attacking me with you elbow and such." He smiled a toothy grin.
"I was much better ten minutes ago and yes I miss seeing you accidentally running into my elbow too. Now what do you want?!" Angell yelled becoming more, and more frustrated.
"Who are your friends?"
"NCIS, now what do you want?" Stella said in the same manor as Angell.
"Okay, so I've got two crime groups on me now do I? Well that's not good I was actually only planning on one but you'll have to all suffer then." He shrugged.
"How are ya gona make us suffer Rick?" Angell asked suspiciously.
"Well I'm gona make you suffer by taking precious little Brooke away from you." He sneered, but cheerfully. Angell grabbed the back of Brooke's t - shirt collar and dragged her behind herself.
"Hey, hey! Watch the neck, I am a practical human being that actually NEEDS to breathe you know." Brooke stayed put behind Jess but flapped her hair around a bit.
"We're not gona let him take you." Mac reassured.
"So, okay. I know this is kinda interrupting the whole thing but who are you exactly and what are you to do with Brooke?" Sam asked in her casual tone. Rick looked her up and down before answering.
"I am Rick Ryan. Brooke's original father. I don't appreciate my child being taken care of by another person."
"Well at least I don't beat her so her bones are broken into tiny pieces." Angell shook her head mockingly.
"Give me the girl and no one gets hurt."
"It's funny. I remember that being said last time you came face to face with us. I also remember Lindsay being shot, half of us with cuts and bruises and Brooke with a gaping hole in her shoulder." Danny stepped forward slightly in a treating tone.
"Okay, I'm bored now. Let's just get to it shall we." Rick grinned. "I'm holding you all hostage."
The teams looked at each other then all burst out laughing. Rick's face fell.
"Your holding us hostage? If you haven't noticed there's like seventeen of us." Tony laughed.
"Yes, but have you all got guns?" Rick pulled two guns out slowly, but in the flash of an eye everyone with a gun moved to the front and all the ones with out were pushed behind.
"Ah." Rick stated.
"Ah is right, punk!" Adam cheered over the group in front of him. Brooke, Abby, Kendall, Sam and Ducky all stared at him unusually. "Sorry."
"So what happens now?" McGee shakily asked trying to hide his nerves.
"We arrest him, McGee!" Gibbs looked across at McGee with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Right sorry boss." McGee stuttered.
"Arrest me, I don't think so. I didn't waste all my time escaping just to be caught again." Rick smirked.
"Well, sorry to rain on your fanfare." Ziva said unsure of the saying. Rick gave Ziva a confused look.
"She means parade." Tony corrected earning a quirky smile from Ziva.
"I'm bored now." Angell tilted her head to the side, talking like one of those dumb, popular girls you see in movies.
"Good for you." Rick smiled a cheeky smile before abruptly speeding off to his right. All agents gave chase. All those with outguns stayed behind those with guns.
"B, you better stay behind me." Angell said over her shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah. I got it." Brooke sighed. As Angell raced off with the others Brooke began to follow but as soon as she knew Jess wasn't going to turn around she turned back and headed toward the elevator. Riding her skateboard slowly she kept a look out to make sure Rick was no where near her, she turned her head ore to the left to see Sam staring at her.
"Um, I just came to see if, um, the, erm, floor was working." Brooke got off her board and stamped on the floor. "Yep, it's still good."
"What are you doing you're going to get yourself killed?!" Sam said her New York accent as thick as ever.
"Sam! What're you….." Don came racing round the corner to find her staring at Brooke. "Brooke! Jess is gona kill you, now move we gotta keep you safe."
"I'm not going anywhere." Brooke smiled.
"What?! Why? What're you up to?" Sam questioned suspiciously. Brooke looked up to the roof and fiddled with the wheels on her board.
"Look okay. My father, he's complicated. He'll take that group around the lab once or twice then he'll make them split up. He'll hide in a ventilation shaft that he already has set up then he'll sneak back here unnoticed to escape through the elevator. There's things he will do and things he won't. He won't damage crime lab property, he believes if you damage, you pay, it's basically his religion, he won't stop till he succeeds, he won't take hostages to leave the building, he'll escape through the faulty ventilation shaft in the precinct, he won't kill, me. He will challenge everyone, he will make them shoot at him, he will test them, he will get out of here alive and he will shoot at, hurt, and kill anyone who was a threat to him, there's only a few people who are a threat to him; Don, Stella but the main one is Jess. He didn't come here with the intention to take me, he came to kill my carer." Brooke breathed heavily.
Sam and Don just stared at her in utter confusion.
"But Brooke….." Sam started.
"Don't question me Sam!" Brooke burst out. "There's things I know that no one in here knows, there's things I know that should never be heard of, but they're all true. You have to trust me!…..Or can't you do that?" Brooke looked to Sam, hurt as Sam didn't respond immediately. Don looked on dismissively, he should do something, but right now the things that Brooke was saying were all rushing around his head. Did he trust Brooke?
"Okay, I understand. It's not like you're made to trust me right?" Brooke shrugged turning round and wiping a tear from her eye before anyone saw, slowly she began to walk toward the elevator.
"Make me trust you!" Sam ran up behind her.
"Girls, this really isn't the place." Don whispered hastily.
"Where is the place Don? Huh? Do you trust me?" Brooke looked into Don's blue eyes, she saw what she needed to see.
"I can't make you trust me, you can choose. I'll tell you things that only people like you and me can see Sam." Brooke looked up to the slightly taller woman. Sam nodded after a few seconds.
"Couples. Strange aren't they? Stella and Mac." Brooke started.
"Just don't go there." Flack cringed.
"They're obvious aren't they, yet when they're standing there in front of each other they see something, just not the right thing. Look at Kendall and Adam, they know how one likes the other, yet they do nothing it's like if they go there, they'll get burned. They won't the worst that can happen is they'll break up right? Then we've got Lindsay and Danny. Them two are brilliant they know want they want so they take a chance and go for it, am I right? We've also got Tony and Ziva, McGee and Abby. They're both as bad as each other. Continuously flirting, acting all high and mighty around the other. Not really caring about what'll happen to the other until it happens and then they're too late. I know these things because I listen and I watch, like I know you Sam are still very afraid of going back to alcohol, but you know you won't because you have friends." Brooke spoke unhesitant knowing exactly what she had to say.
"Brooke….I….what about Don?" Sam asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" Brooke laughed but not with happiness.
"Jess and Don. They're totally out of it when they're around each other yet they say there's nothing going on. Idiots. I'm nothing like any of them, if there's a chance I take it, if there's an opening in the sky you look up to it. The sun shines through and you feel happy. That's exactly what should happen. For everyone." Brooke said, kinda like a priest in a church.
"You really do know people don't you?" Don smiled, Ofcourse Don loved Jess.
"I'm sorry, B. I really didn't mean to upset you." Sam hugged Brooke tight. "But, why did you come to the elevator? Surely he would take you if no one else was around."
Brooke looked to the ground not replying.
"You were gona let him take you weren't you?!" Flack took a step towards Brooke.
"So what if I did?" Brooke shrugged.
"Brooke! You don't want to fall into his hands, why would you want to go back to him?!" Sam raised her voice slightly displaying anger in her voice. Brooke looked at her in disgust, but the disgust was not intentionally meant for Sam.
"Why would I want to go back to him?! He may be my father, but he's a pig that likes to beat people up. I would never want to go back to him." Brooke said hatefully.
"You want to protect us right?" Flack asked rhetorically, taking his hand and thumping the wall. "Damn it Brooke!!" He yelled frustrated. Brooke jumped at Flack's anger. Now she was scared, he was acting just as her father had used to.
"We're grown up people Brooke." Sam said quieter than Don, but Don interrupted.
"Had you ever thought about what this'd do to Jess?! Your sister loves you and looks after you every day, she doesn't deserve this!" Flack continued to yell.
"I'm sorry." Brooke stuttered. "It's too late anyway. There coming." Brooke stood glassy eyed looking at a lone corridor. All that could be heard was footsteps and gun shots. In a split second, the whole team was standing in front of Brooke who was standing behind Rick.
"Ah, there you are. Shall we go now?" Rick smiled at the team which Don had joined. Rick grabbed Brooke who didn't resist. She observed the team. Two people were hurt, Gibbs and Stella, Gibbs and a bloodied hand and Stella had her arm nicked by a bullet. She shot a quick glance at Jess, but she was fine.
Brooke nodded at her father. Jess took a step forward.
"Brooke? What…"
"Bye, Jess." Brooke smiled sadly.
AWHHHH! Poor Jess right? Okay so I'm leaving it there because I'm mean. It's simple. Anyway I'm on a role so I'm gona start to write the next one now. HEHE. Also, what happened to all my reviewers :( I'm so sad now. HUGS
Montana Angell xx
