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Chapter 9

For two days Tony had hung in the basement by his wrists while his father had come in occasionally trying to find out if the FBI or NCIS had any information on his businesses, and what if anything Tony knew that could be interesting to the family.

In between these visits Vittoria came in and 'spent time' with Tony. Playing with her favourite toys which where a whip and a cattle prod and a dull knife. As a result Tony looked and felt like death.

As Vittoria came down on the third day she pulled Tony's head up by his hair. "You still believe that this Gibbs is going to come and save you?" She asked mockingly.

He tried to answer but couldn't make a coherent word so all she heard was a moan.

"He left right after we took the trash out." She said. "He hasn't been back. He's given up on you. You should listen to your father; prove you are worth something by telling us what you know." She baited him, she knew right now he couldn't speak and decided on another tactic.

She lifted him from the hook in the ceiling and gently lowered him to the cot in the corner. She placed his head lovingly in her lap and carded her fingers through his hair. "Tony...Tony, you can talk to me, I only behaved that was because your father was watching, I know how much you care for me, what we were to each other, just tell me what I need to know and I can get you away from here, we could be a real family, you me and Tonia." She kissed him and he spat at her. But she looked triumphant at the tears rolling down his face, "Your father wants to talk to you later," She hissed, "You'd better have something to say."

"You know it's your fault Tonia is dead, if you hadn't contacted her or come back here she would have been fine, you think I'm a monster...you killed your child." She sneered at him.

She threw him back onto the cot and walked out with a grin as he curled himself into a ball and sobbed.


Gibbs sat in a hospital room by Tonia's bedside, she was still unconscious and he looked up as Fornell walked in.

"Have we got the go ahead to move in yet?" Gibbs growled.

"Should be good to go this evening, the information DiNutso has given us is invaluable, we have the warrants just waiting on the manpower." Fornell said. "How is she?" he asked.

"She has a fractured skull and two broken legs a broken arm and multiple contusions." Gibbs told him. "They all but killed her."

"How on earth did Tony turn out to be the kind of guy he is growing up in a home like that?" Fornell asked stunned.

"From what I hear, his mother shaped who he was until he was 8 and his father just ignored him," Gibbs said, He looked down at the broken child in front of him, "I hope to God that ignoring him was all Senior did to him." He said quietly.


He walked outside the door with Fornell, "So what's taking so long with getting him back?" Gibbs asked him.

"Abby was decrypting Tony's files we found out who at the FBI was giving Senior the information, If we were to get Tony back in one piece we had to take the agent out first."

"Who was it," Gibbs demanded, Fornell looked him in the eye, "Agent Quinn, LCN Task force."

"You arrested him I hope," Gibbs said and Fornell shook his head, "Quinn committed suicide this morning with a note to his boss to protect his family from Senior."

"Son of a..." Gibbs breathed, "I wish Tony had told us about him sooner, "

"Jethro, from what we have from Tony's files, Senior is the most ruthless Mob Boss we've seen, no one crosses him and lives. It's all Tony's fault that they died; someone should have killed that SOB years ago." Fornell looked at Gibbs as this information sank in "You do mean Senior don't you?"Gibbs demanded, "HELL YES!" Fornell replied and Gibbs silently prayed that Tony would be alive by the time they got there.


Agent Way looked over at the two NCIS Agents, She was concerned at the worry in their faces, neither had slept in the 3 days they had been here and McGee had been over every piece of audio that they had from the house twice, pausing to wipe a stray tear when they heard Tony's screams filter up to the rest of the house from the basement.

Ziva sat next to him looking just as haggard, she tugged on McGee's arm as they heard Vittoria's voice come over the speakers from Senior's office.

"Sir, I don't think he had much time left." She said and they heard her pull up a chair.

"Has he given us any useful information?" Senior asked.

"Nothing, I've tried everything, he won't tell us anything that he's learnt from his time in NCIS or any of the computer pass codes."

"Useless whelp he should have died the first time I tried to kill him, I always told him he was a mistake, the only useful contribution he made was to help you to create Tonia, my best assassin, and then he corrupted that to, the boy is nothing more than a disease that should have been eradicated years ago, I now have his mothers money so there is no need to keep it alive." Senior said.

"Please Sir, Let me get a few more hours out of him, he is almost totally broken, I just need to get rid of his last hope that Gibbs will save him," Vittoria said.

"I'm proud of you child, you allowed it to sleep with you for the family to try and bring him back into the fold, when that didn't work you kept his whelp for us to terrorize him with and I think it would be only justice if you were the one to kill him." Senior smiled at her his eyes full of pride. "Allow me the satisfaction of seeing his corpse when you're finished my dear."

"Yes sir," She said and left the room.


Ten minutes later Vittoria walked down to the basement with her arms full of pictures which she carefully place around the room.

"Wake up!" She kicked Tony and he opened his eyes.

"See these," She pointed to the photos "We took out Gibbs this morning that's his body and that next to him is Tonia." Tony's eyes widened in terror, "I have some audio for you to." She smiled, and played the digital recording, it was Fornell's voice, "It's all Tony's fault that they died; someone should have killed that SOB years ago."

For Tony, that was it, Gibbs was dead and Tonia was dead, there was no reason to fight anymore. He curled back into a ball and let out a howl of anguish.

Upstairs Senior smiled in satisfaction, outside in an unmarked van the two NCIS agents listened in horror to the sound their friend had just made.


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