I know I said last chapter that I would try to update a few days ago, but I get distracted really easily. I'm gonna try to update more often now since there are only a few chapters left to type and Charlie's already working on a new story. Which by the way, you should check it out when I finally get it posted on here. Which should be in the next few weeks. Its another story that involves the team getting kidnapped...Charlie seriously has never written a story where someone doesn't get kidnapped (not including a one-shot she wrote and then proceeded to lose)...yeah, she has some major issues. And she will eventually see this, so mwahahahah! Did I mention that I have issues also? Well, I do, and you do too if you haven't realized that yet. So...I'm rambling again, and i'm gonna shut up now.
Disclaimer: I'm not even gonna say it, its too depressing.
Ethan nibbled at hid cabbage leaves. He was hungry, but couldn't eat. He could see Gibbs was the same problem. The infection was causing Gibbs large amounts of pain and he knew the end was coming, whether it be dying from the infection or being killed by Landon. He could feel it in his gut.
All the victims in the cell were grieving over the loss of Spencer. No one had seen him being taken and they were all mad at themselves for not helping him. Everyone gathered around Gibbs. They were hanging onto every word he was saying because, in some sense, he had become their leader.
"We're going to escape tonight," Gibbs said. "Does everyone know the plan?"
People nodded and murmured "yes" throughout the pack. They had gone over the plan about a thousand times and each time it was said, it sounded better than the last. They all wanted to cheer and scream to the world that they were being saved.
Gibbs stood up with a grunt of pain. Hushed conversations broke out in the mob. Nobody wanted Gibbs to hurt himself more than he had to. They didn't want him to kick the bucket before he had the chance to lead them on the road to freedom.
Using the wall for support, Gibbs made his way to a tall, well-built man with a shaved head who had probably been a hardcore biker before he'd been kidnapped.
"You sure you can do this, Rod?" Gibbs asked, trying to hide his pain.
Rod shrugged. "My hands aren't the cleanest. What's one more strike gonna do?"
Gibbs nodded. Then all of a sudden, the ground was coming for him. In his eyes it twisted into a horrible pit of brown and red. Rod caught him on his way down and tried to set him on his feet.
"Whoa, take it easy there, boss. You're not a full hundred yet," Rod said.
"What?" Gibbs asked wearily. "What did you call me?"
"Sorry, boss, I didn't mean to offend you."
Rod was tough on the outside but on the inside, he was a big softy. Gibbs forced himself to stay standing up. Spencer was no longer with them to warn them what someone was coming, but Gibbs still had his gut.
The door swung open and Landon strolled in and began to drag Gibbs out. The prisoners rebelled and tried to overthrow Landon, but stopped when he pressed a gun to Gibbs's head. Everyone backed off and watched Gibbs being dragged out.
Tony ripped a strip of cloth from his shirt and dipped it into a bucket of murky drinking water. He laid it across Xhail's burning forehead. Xhail's eyes fluttered open and she gave a small smile that quickly faded away. Tony covered her with his jacket and gently ran his fingers through her hair.
Xhail had been steadily growing sicker. She was at the point where Tony worried for her survival. Tony had been caring for Xhail the best he could, but his efforts seemed useless. Xhail had been the most upset over Reese's death. The two had become good friends. Tony still remembered the talk he had with Reese the night she died. At least in death she was reunited with Spencer. Tony began to think of the people he would be reunited with when they came for him.
Tony did not fight as Chad pulled him out of the room and into the hallway. All of his fight had died with Gibbs. The only time he acted strong and unbroken was when he was in Xhail's presence. Chad tossed Tony in a room face first and closed the door quickly behind him. Tony lay there for a few minutes before he realized someone else was in the room with him. He lifted his head and gasped.
"Gibbs?" he asked, terrified.
Tony was afraid they had given him something that made him see dead people again. But Gibbs didn't look the same as he had the last time Tony had seen him. Gibbs was very pale and his skin was clammy. He looked like he was in pain, maybe even sick. Tony slowly crawled forward, then stopped.
"Are you real?" Tony asked cautiously.
"Yes, DiNozzo, I'm real."
Tony sighed in relief. "Why aren't you dead? I saw them kill you."
"I could say the same thing," Gibbs replied.
"What's with the short answers? It's been four months since we last saw each other and we've thought the other was dead the whole time!"
Gibbs clamped his eyes shut as a fresh wave of pain crashed over him. Tony moved closer, seeing his boss take a sharp breath and hold onto his side.
"Boss, are you alright? What happened?"
"I had surgery," Gibbs said through gritted teeth.
The door opened and Landon, Devllynn, and Chad slipped in with devilish grins on their faces. Landon stepped past Tony and kneeled before Gibbs. Reaching his hand out, he touched the place where he had made the first incision. Gibbs involuntarily groaned in pain. Tony leapt at Landon and wrapped his arms around their captor's neck. Chad pressed a gun to Tony's back and he instantly let go.
"Are you ready to die, Leroy?" Landon asked. "How about you, Anthony?"
"Why are you doing this?" Tony growled.
"What's your favorite activity, Anthony?"
Tony eyed him worriedly. "Watching movies."
"You knew that adrenaline rush you get when the main character's life is in jeopardy? That's the reason I do what I do. To watch my victims go through the stages of grief when a loved one is ripped away from them, and then watch as they have a happy reunion just before they are killed." Landon chuckled.
"You're a sick, twisted, freak," Tony muttered.
"Maybe I am," Landon chided. "Maybe I am."
Several things happened at once. Gibbs pulled his knife out of his belt and stabbed Landon in the chest as the psycho leapt forward and plunged a syringe into the agent's arm. Chad stabbed another syringe into Tony's shoulder and a gunshot went off.
When everything settled down, Chad lay dead at Devllynn's feet, a bullet hole in his back. Devllynn dropped the gun and tears streaked her face, but she still managed to look up and smile at the two agents. Gibbs pulled the syringe out of his arm and unsteadily stood up.
"What was in these?" he asked, holding out the syringe.
"I don't know," Devllynn admitted. "All I know is that Landon invented it."
"You know you're still going to go to jail," Gibbs reminded her.
Devllynn nodded. "I know, but I hope helping you two escape will help my case."
Tony helped Gibbs make his way to the door. Devllynn stayed behind. Out in the hallway, people rushed by. They were a group of prisoners. Ethan stopped when he spotted Gibbs, he didn't spare Tony a second glance. Ethan explained that Rod killed Gary and they had escaped through the open door.
"Stop!" Gibbs cried.
Everyone stopped and turned to face him, waiting for orders. No one knew the way out, but Gibbs did. But they still had to save the other group.
"There is another group of people who need rescued. After, I will show you they way out. He will take you to the other group," Gibbs said, pointing to Tony.
Tony led them to his cell and he opened the door. He walked in and picked up Xhail and told the others what was going on. Everyone ran out and greeted their lost loved one. Gibbs led them to the ladder and he and Tony waited patiently for the free prisoners to make it to the top.
Xhail and Ethan held onto each other and cried for what seemed like decades. The two were the last living members in their family. They were all each other had. They climbed up the ladder when it was their turn, leaving only Tony and Gibbs behind.
"I'm fine, DiNozzo," Gibbs said between panted breaths. "Get up there."
Tony scrambled up the ladder and waited in the dark cabin for Gibbs. All the others had gone outside. Tony gave Gibbs a hand when he got to the top and the two walked out of the cabin together. The prisoners gaped at the many miles of woods in from of them. Night had fallen, and so had snow. None of them were dressed appropriately for the journey ahead of them.
They were not home free yet.
Yay! Tony and Gibbs are free! Oh, and did any of you see NCIS last night (10/25/11)? I totally saw that coming the entire episode! I'm not gonna say what happened, just in case some people haven't seen it yet.
And some people are entering the challenge! Yay! Even if you don't have time to write a new story and you wanna enter the challenge, just enter a story you've already wrote! Me and Charlie will read it, and then probably argue for the next week about who should win...so yeah, you should enter! Please!
And I have now decided to put in a quote at the end of every chapter. It will probably be something random, from something I found on the internet, and NCIS quote, or one from some other show I watch. So here goes:
"When I get sad, I stop being sad and be awesome instead."
If you know what show thats from and who said it, you should totally leave it in a review...you won't win a prize or anything for it, but I will freakin' love you forever if you do! And you'll probably get a special shout-out from me in the next chapter. So...please review, and continue reading!