A/N: Okay so here's chapter nine. probably one of the more emotional and tense chapter's with a ending i'm in love with b/c it's such an NCIS bmf cuts to commerical end. Now some people will totally like some people may totally hate what happens, some be half way in between, but to tell you all even though it went with some people vote i went the way it was leaning it was the easiest for me to write and one major reason i'll explain later.
Chapter Nine
"How are things going?" asked Horatio stepping into the A/V lab with Gibbs.
"We still have nothing Lt. Um we have Jensen McDowell's cell phone, but we can only accesses it when it's on," said McGee.
"They still haven't found his vehicle yet either. Patrol says they're keeping they're eyes open though," said Natalia.
"Then what are you doing sitting around here. Find another way to track him down. I don't want any more time wasted," said Gibbs and turned and left.
"On it boss," McGee shouted after him.
Horatio looked at his watch it was half an hour after midnight. "Try to find something. I don't know how much more time we'll have left," said Horatio and left as well.
Horatio caught up with Gibbs near the reception desk to see two adults with two children. Each adult a man and woman held one of the children. The man was talking to the receptionist. "Look I would just like to talk to whoever is in charge of the investigation."
"I'm sorry sir, but I can't help you, you have know known connection to the case."
"We got on a plane at ni-"
"Martin," said Sam and turned to you receptionist. "Look Officer. We just want to know what's going on, on unofficial capacity we're not here to take over."
"Excuse me may I help you?" asked Horatio intrigued by the conversation.
Martin and Sam turned around. Horatio saw the two children asleep in the couples arms. He knew most parents would not come to a crime lab in the middle of the night with two young children unless it was important. "Maybe we can," said Martin.
Gibbs interrupted before the conversation. "Before this goes any further, what do you mean by not her on official capacity?"
"We're with the FBIs missing persons unit in New York," said Martin.
"But like we said we're not here to take over," said Sam.
"Then what are you here for?" asked Horatio.
"I was called by my cousin Greg Sanders. He told me what was going on. I came to support my family," said Martin.
Horatio looked at the young man holding the small girl in front of him. He remembered Ryan mentioning a cousin from his mother's side that he had learned about two years ago and had kept in contact with. "You must be Martin Fitzgerald," said Horatio.
"Yes that would be me."
"I don't think it was wise to come down here with your other family members in danger and Robert Swanson still being out there Agent Fitzgerald," said Gibbs.
"If Robert remembered about me than I think he would have had me kidnapped from New York before coming down to Miami," replied Martin.
Gibbs looked at him seeing that this Martin person was keeping cool and that he made a good point. "Daddy," said Jessica raising her head from her father's shoulder. Her tired eyes to a look around. "Where are we?"
"In Miami sweetie. Go back to sleep."
"Okay," she said and laid her head back down oh his shoulder closing her eyes and falling asleep instantly.
"Why don't you go into the break room. Kenwall is in there where Anya is sleeping. He can fill you in with what we have so far," said Horatio.
"Thank you."
Martin and Sam headed in the direction had pointed them after getting visitor passes from the receptionist, just as Eric rushed passed them. "H?" asked Eric as he pointed his thumb over his shoulder at the Fitzgeralds.
"More family Eric."
"What do you have?" asked Gibbs.
"Patrol found McDowell's vehicle outside a wherehouse," said Eric and passed a sheet of paper that had address to the two superiors.
They read it quickly. "Lets go, Eric grab the others and call in for medical assistance we'll most likely need it," said Horatio flipping open his own phone making his own call to Catherine Willows.
Robert stepped in to the room where he was holding his hostages. "Well, well looks like young Anthony is hanging in there. Although how much longer one may never know. Now back away from him Tony. You too Ryan."
Both Ryan and Vartann backed away from DiNozzo. "Alright Robert we did what you said, so tell my why are you doing this?" asked Vartann.
"Oh you know why Tony. For one your all part of law enforcement. Take Mich here," said Robert turning to Mich who was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall. Robert smiled at him. "The only reason he's here is because he's in law enforcement."
"No it's because I was the guy who saw you go down to the boiler room and sent everyone after you four years ago," replied Mich.
"That to," said Robert and kicked Mich in the gut. "I never got to say thank you for that by the way."
"Leave him alone," said Calleigh.
"Stay back Missy."
"You know what Robert, you need to just get over this. You need to stop holding this grudge against your family. They've done nothing wrong to you. If anything you've done wrong by them. Your sister did nothing wrong by marrying into a rich family and you have no right to take it out on her son. You just need to accept the consequences for what you have done and live with it. It was you who made the mistake no one else so just stop taking all your problems out on the others in your life. Just stop, get over this, and let us go," said Calleigh.
"Sorry, I'm not going to let that happen," said Robert pulling a gun that had been concealed at his waste and fired.
"CALLEIGH!" shouted Ryan moving foreword.
"I said stay where you are!" shouted Robert pointing the gun at Ryan.
"Please, let me be with her," said Ryan stepping forward again.
Robert pushed the gun further into Ryan's face. "I don't think-" but Robert was cut off as Mich tackled him to the floor. Ryan hurried over to Calleigh as Mich struggled with Robert.
Vartann started towards Mich to help him out when the door opened and McDowell and the Richardson walked in"ah, ah, ah, stay back," said Richardson. "McDowell do something about the damn Chicago CSI."
McDowell rushed over and pulled Oliveira off with ease do to the kick Mich received in the gut by Robert. "What do think your doing McDowell. You were a CSI and you're helping this scumbag," said Mich shoving McDowell off him.
"I don't give a crap what you think Oliveira. I do what I want to do," said McDowell shoving Oliveira against the wall.
"Even if it means working with some sick psycho criminal, who's out to off his family. You're one sick bastered, you know that."
"You know what just shut up!" yelled McDowell, shoving Oliveira into the wall again harder.
"Just shoot him McDowell," said Robert. Richardson stood behind him.
"What?"
"Just shoot him," repeated Robert handing the gun over to McDowell.
"I can't," said McDowell.
"Then I'll do it," said Richardson grabbing the gun from Robert and aiming it at Mich
"No! Wait!" shouted McDowell but a shot was fired from the gun.
Mich held back a scream through gritted teeth and held his left arm as blood oozed between his fingers. "Okay good team work boys. Now just let him bleed out a little, just like dear Anthony over there. Come on," said Robert "Richardson stay here guard the door. McDowell's going to help me with some Medical attention, thanks to Mr. Chicago."
Ryan was leaning over Calleigh. "Calleigh it's alright you're going to make it."
"Ryan you know that's not true."
"No, you're goin-"
"Ryan, I love you and you know that, but one things for sure ... I'm not going make it out of here," said Calleigh and she paused. "Ryan you have to make sure to get yourself out of here."
"Cal don't leave me. There's nothing left for me. Please Cal, Cal, answer me please," pleaded Ryan tears streaming down his face, but Calleigh didn't answer. "Calleigh, Calleigh,"
"MIAMI-DADE FREEZE, stay where you are. Where are they?" came a commanding voice.
"Like hell I'm going to tell you," said Richardson.
"Do not make me ask you again," came the voice.
"I'm not telling you where Robert or McDowell went," said Richardson.
"That's not what the LT. is asking. Where are the hostages? And don't worry we'll find your friends Swanson and McDowell, I'll make sure of it," came another voice.
"Agent Gibbs," came the first voice belonging to Horatio.
Richardson just smiled. "I'll never give up their location. I'll make sure they've bled and starved to death before I ever give up the location."
Mich got up and moved to the door because he was tired of waiting and Vartann was tending to DiNozzo and Ryan was still emotionally distraught as Calleigh lay limp in his arms. "We're in here," he yelled and pounded on the door. "In here, let us out."
Richardson must have bolted because running footsteps took off followed by another pair, but another voice came through the door. "This is LT. Caine from the Miami-Dade PD. Who am I talking to?"
Mich looked to Vartann who was the oldest of the group and probably should be the one talking, that and he seemed to be the calmest. Vartann briefly looked up from DiNozzo and nodded for Mich take the lead. "CSI Mich Oliveira from Chicago, sir."
"Okay Mich, are any of the suspects in their with you?" Horatio knew he seemed to stupid to ask since they were just screaming to let them out, but it was a question he had to ask.
"No, no, but there's a... a... fatalilty sir, and another in out of consciousness. Please you have to get us out."
Horatio's stomach lurched when Oliveira mentioned a fatality. "Alright Mich. Listen to me. I need you to stay calm. We're going to get you out of there alright. If your standing in front of the door. I need you to step back for when we open it."
"Okay," said Mich.
"Have you stepped back Mich?"
"Yes Lt."
"Good, okay we're unlocking the door now, but we need all of you stay back. I'm sure you understand. Paramedics are on their way, okay."
The door swung open and the tall red headed Lt. stood in the doorway gun drawn. He looked around the room his eyes briefly locked on Ryan leaning over Calleigh before he took in the rest of the room. "Clear," he called. He saw the other injured man lying on the ground. Det. Vartann was with him and Horatio saw Agent Gibbs approach. He turned to who must have been Mich and saw that his shirt sleeve was soaked with blood. "You must be Mich."
Mich only nodded his head. Horatio turned to Eric who was standing by in the doorway. "Eric, why don't you take Mich outside to an ambulance and make sure the paramedics no where to go."
"Sure thing H, come on," said Eric and guided Oliveira out of the room.
Horatio noticed that Vartann was just standing kinda of lingering over DiNozzo. "Vartann, why don't you head outside too, Natalia."
Natalia took Vartann. Horatio could tell the injured Agent was still breathing, so that only left two more people for who the fatality and fallen upon and he had a feeling he knew who.
Ryan was still crying. His eyes were waterlogged and now red and puffy. He was still softly calling her name still holding on to the grasp that she was still there and there was a chance that she could come back. "Calleigh please, I need you, Calleigh, Calleigh don't go. There's nothing left for me."
Horatio realized that Robert must have made some sort of implication that he had killed Anya. He knelt down across from Ryan. "Ryan you need to let Calleigh go. You have a daughter to take care of."
"No," choked Ryan. "Anya's dead. Robert killed her. He said so."
"No. He only said that to get to you," said Horatio.
"What!" sobbed Ryan. "But Calleigh, I... I can't leave her."
At some point during this exchange Alexx had arrived. "Ryan, sweety, let Calleigh go. She's in safe hands now."
Ryan only nodded and slowly moved away from his wife's body, but did not move to get up. Horatio was wondering where the paramedic's were for Agent DiNozzo. He saw that Eric had returned. "Eric get Ryan out of here please."
Eric moved and guided Ryan to his feet. Ryan's body didn't argue, but just stared. Eric made his was past Horatio with Ryan, but Horatio stopped him and said in a low voice. "Eric, where are the paramedic's?"
"They're on their way, they just got her."
"Just got here, Agent DiNozzo is in and out of consciousness."
"They should be here any minute," said Eric and left with Ryan.
Gibbs had instantly handed Richardson to the a police officer and told Ziva and McGee to stay with in eye sight before barging into the room that had held the hostages and headed staright for DiNozzo. He squatted down to see how bad DiNozzo really was. He saw DiNozzo move his head slightly and open his. "Boss," Tony half choked. "I told those guys that messing with you was bad idea. They didn't believe me, thought I was bluffing... Guess you showed them."
Gibbs noticed that DiNozzo was barely hanging on not only to consciousness, but life as well. "DiNozzo you listen to me. You're not going anywhere. You got that!"
There was a long pause before Tony opened his eyes again and nodded his head. "Yeah Boss I got it," said Tony weakly and there was another long pause. "Boss."
"What is it DiNozzo?" There was another pause. "What DiNozzo?"
"I... I..."
Gibbs gut finally kicked in and gave a quizzy feeling that something was wrong. "Tony, what is it?" asked Gibbs more gently then the tone he usually used with DiNozzo.
"Boss, I can't feel my legs."
A/N: Okay so I had to do this so Tony D. is the injured person b/c the actor who plays him (Michael Weatherly) had a previous gig in a show called Dark Angel and this injury was going to be used to matter who would have recived but I really wanted to pay tribute to that and it works best with Tony D. because of a scene i want to do later. Sorry to all those who didn't want me to kill Calleigh I needed to give Ryan a emmtional scene and i could never kill Ryan. You can't please all. it's not over i wouldn't just end it here, keep in tune to get a conclusion that will be more drawn out then in the previous story. thanks StoryDreamer
