A/N: Right sorry for some spelling mistakes in the last chapter, I wrote it on about 2 hours of sleep the previous night and a whole day of swimming and hiking. I also have no beta reader and as I have said English is not my first language, I always try and read through my chapters through before I post them but sometimes I miss some mistakes.
Hope you all enjoy this chapter! Things are going to start heating up J Thanks to all the reviews, Favs and follows! Some bad language in this chapter, but its not full on swearing.
McGee sat in the interrogation room, he didn't know why he was there. He also didn't know who the man that had ordered his lock up was but he had a fairly good idea.
He got more nervous as the minutes went by, absently tugging at the hand cuff holding him to the table. 'Why now?' he thought to himself.
Awhile later the man from earlier came in and sat down opposite to him.
"So Agent McGee or should I say Hewler? Or do you prefer Number one?" The man said and McGee faked a confused look.
"I don't know what your talking about Sir." McGee said.
"Don't try that with me, I know who you are and I've called Dr. Hewler." The man said and McGee couldn't help it, he flinched a little bit.
"I saw that. I wasn't happy to find out that you were alive." The man said.
"Who are you?" Tim asked.
"That's classified, you can call me Pearce or Sir." Pearce said.
"I don't know what you want with me Pearce but I can assure you that I am not dangerous." McGee said and the man raised a eyebrow.
"I don't buy that, your trained in lying and sabotage." Pearce said.
"Please Sir, but I don't know what your talking about." McGee said trying his best to make it sound like the truth.
"Cut the act, you are Subject One of the BM project headed by your father Jack Hewler, your code name is Last Shadow and you disappeared in 1995, on your last mission you were sent out. You were reported MIA and eventually dead." Pearce said.
"Sir, my fathers name is Jason McGee." McGee said.
"Your adoptive father. You were and are just a soldier." Pearce sneered.
"I am not! You can't take me back there. I am not a possession." McGee said through gritted teeth.
"You just admitted to who you are." Pearce said with a satisfied smile.
"I don't care you bastard." McGee said.
"Still have your attitude I see." Pearce noted.
"Timothy Hewler is dead." McGee snapped.
"On the contrary, he's about to exist again. Your transportation will be coming shortly." Pearce said and got up and left.
"Transportation my ass." McGee scoffed and discreetly started to work on the handcuff.
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Back in the bullpen the team were stewing, Director Vance had personally made sure they were not allowed out of there to go to McGee's aid.
"Boss this is bullshit." Tony complained.
"I agree with Tony for once Gibbs. We can't allow this man to take Tim back to his father." Ziva said. Gibbs just stayed silent, pacing back and forth trying to think of a way to stop what was happening.
Gibbs glanced up and saw Vance watching the team from his perch on top of the stairs and sighed.
'I swear if McGee gets killed because of Leon, I'm gonna shoot him.' Gibbs vowed silently to himself.
Awhile later they saw the man from earlier come back and head up the stairs towards Director Vance. He stood with Vance talking and watching the team, Gibbs was tempted to just run out of there towards the interrogation rooms and free McGee, but he stopped himself. 'He can look after himself.' Gibbs convinced himself.
A minute later the elevator dinged and Gibbs was hug attacked by Abby.
"Hey Gibbs! Where's McGee? We were going to go out to lunch but he never showed." She said looking around.
"McGee is in interrogation." Gibbs said through gritted teeth.
"Why? Who's he interrogation?" She asked confused, they didn't have a case.
"Not interrogating he's the interrogatee." Gibbs said and Abby looked even more confused.
"What?" Gibbs shot a look at Dinozzo to tell her.
"McGee has been arrested by the hands of the man standing next to Vance, we suspect he works with Hewler." Tony whispered and Abby looked horrified.
"Gibbs! You can't let them take McGee back there!" She said and Gibbs just looked at her sadly.
"I can't do anything Abs." Gibbs said.
"But your Gibbs!" Abby argued.
"We're under the Toothpicks orders not to interfere." Tony said bitterly.
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Back in the interrogation room McGee was rubbing his wrist where the cuff had been, he was pretty sure there was no one in the observation room since Pearce probably wanted to keep the project secret. McGee tried the door and found it locked so he got to work on that too.
A while later he was out in the halls and he started to slowly make his way toward the back exits, making sure not to be seen.
'I am not going back there.' He said stubbornly, he got to the exit without incident and left the Navy Yard, he looked back once sadly, knowing he will not be able to go back there.
He went to his apartment and packed everything he could and leaving anything they could track him with, he realized he had to make a plan with Jethro and left him with his neighbor, telling her that someone would come and get him.
For the second time in his life, he ran. He didn't know where to go so he stayed in DC, in a musky old rundown motel in the outskirts.
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Back at NCIS, Pearce entered the interrogation room with Dean and two other men, Tim's transportation.
When Pearce saw the empty room and the handcuffs neatly put down on the table he stormed back towards the bullpen, right up to Gibbs.
"Where is he?" Pearce all but yelled.
"Where is who?" Gibbs asked.
"Your Agent!"Pearce said and Gibbs smiled.
"I've been here the whole time Sir." Gibbs said with satisfaction watching Pearce turn red.
"You somehow let him go." Pearce said knowing it wasn't the truth, he should've been more careful.
"I did not." Gibbs said simply going back to his work. Pearce looked around the bullpen and saw the two other agents and goth all smiling to each other.
He stormed up to the Director's office and didn't even bother knocking.
"Sir?" Vance asked confused.
"Your agent has escaped." Pearce said.
"How? He was handcuffed to the table!" Vance said surprised.
"I don't know but I demand that you put out a man hunt for him. This man is extremely dangerous." Pearce said and Vance doubted that but called in the man hunt anyway.
Dean was busy studying the handcuffs, at first glanced they were fine but taking a closer look he saw they had been picked and he admired Subject One's subtle work. Awhile later Pearce came back in looking furious.
"Tyr, find him by any means." He said and the four men left NCIS.