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A week after his night with Jethro, Tim started to worry. Jethro hadn't answered his phone since. When they were in bed together, he had told Tim to call him Jethro. Tim wasn't crazy about the name but it wasn't his. The only person he had told about the encounter was Kate when she called. He didn't want Tony to feel in the middle if he was getting blown off. He was sure he was.
That didn't matter, yeah it hurt but that wasn't the problem. With Jethro ignoring his calls he hadn't gotten to see Anna all week. That was what was really hurting him. He never had the best of luck with guys before, why should it be different now? Tim was supposed to leave for Glynco, Georgia in a few hours. He wanted to see Jethro and Anna one more time. He was going to be in Georgia for over two months for training.
He had to settle for leaving a message on Jethro's voicemail. It would be breaking his trust if he went over without an invitation. Tony was in the Bahamas with his new girlfriend, Daphne. They had been together for a couple of weeks. She won an all-expense paid vacation, and invited Tony to go with her. The man apparently hadn't taken a vacation in a long time. He had called Tim three days ago before he flew out. It was clear that Jethro didn't tell Tony about them sleeping together.
Four hours later he was sitting on the uncomfortable chair waiting for his flight. It had been delayed, and they didn't know for how long yet.
Gibbs checked his voicemail again. He deleted the ones from Tim as soon as he could. Then he pocketed his phone again. He couldn't face the man again. He had taken advantage of Tim. Tim was only calling because he wanted to see Anna. Gibbs was too old for him, it was only a matter of time before Tim realized it. It was for the best to stop it all before they were more invested.
Anna had been asking to see Tim, she usually talked to him a couple times during the week, and then saw him on the weekend. She even had a temper tantrum that morning. Gibbs just needed time to sort out his feelings. He knew it wasn't right not to call Tim back, but he just couldn't at the moment. It was more than just him. There was also Tim's want to be near Anna. Just how far would he go to be involved in her life? Did he just sleep with Gibbs to be close to her? No, he didn't really believe that. He made up his mind, as soon as he got home he would call Tim and ask him over. Maybe they could even have a cookout.
It had been a quiet week without DiNozzo. He missed the loud mouth a little bit.
A few hours later he was headed to pick Anna from the sitter's. Rosalynn lived only a few miles from him.
He knocked on the door loudly. Sometimes they were out back playing.
"Jethro," Rosalynn said as she answered the door. There was surprise in her wide dark eyes.
"Hello, Rosalynn, where's my girl?"
It was odd because Anna was usually at the door waiting for him.
"I don't understand. Mr. McGee already came to get her."
Ice filled Gibbs veins at that simple statement. He leaned on the door way so he wouldn't drop.
"What do you mean? Mr. McGee picked her up." He knew it, he should have listened to his years of experience instead of his heart.
"You sent the message," Rosalynn said looking scared.
"I didn't send you any message," he snapped.
The plump woman ran back in the house, seconds later she had a phone in her hands. She shoved the phone at him, pointing at the screen.
It was a text sent over an hour ago, sure enough it was from his phone number.
I'm sending a friend to pick up Anna. His name is Tim McGee, he will pick her up soon.
"I didn't send this!" he yelled.
"B-But how did it come from your phone?" she asked as tears ran down her face.
"I don't know, I've got to go. Call if you hear from her or him again," he told the woman. But he knew it was too late. He needed help. He pulled out his phone and called Abby.
"What's up, Gibbs," she asked cheerily.
"Have you left your lab yet?" he asked, trying to keep panic out of his voice.
"No, I was just headed out."
"I need you to track someone," he said as he got into his car and headed back to NCIS.
"Who?" He heard the click of her keyboard.
"Timothy McGee. He kidnapped Anna. I'm calling the police next but I don't want to wait on their channels."
He heard a curse from the usually happy woman and then a few seconds later.
"He bought a ticket to Savannah yesterday. His flight… is delayed. His phone says he's at the airport already." She rattled off the information and he disconnected.
He next called someone he was sure could get to the airport in time.
"Fornell," the cool voice said.
"Anna been taken. The man who has her is named Timothy McGee, he is at the airport waiting on a flight to Savannah. I'm still twenty out."
"I'll get there before he can sneak off, see you soon."
He knew he just released a bloodhound but he didn't care. He didn't protect Shannon and Kelly, that wasn't going to happen this time. Timothy McGee just signed his own death warrant. He had let the doe eyes and innocent face fool him. He didn't play around, that bastard wasn't going anywhere with Anna.