Chapter 9

When Tony and Sarah returned to the cabin they were greeted by the two NCIS guards, one of which happened to be McGee. Tony smiled at the computer geek on his team and McGee gave a small nod, but went back to his job of being extra vigilant in the surrounding area around the cabin. The other guard was an agent Tony had never met before. He seemed tense and less than friendly. He barely acknowledged Sarah and Tony as they flashed their badges at him and entered their safe house. Sarah paused a moment and the man looked at her; she cocked her head slightly as if studying him until Tony called her.

"Yo Bishop," Tony was getting better at hiding her real identity. "Come on I've got soup to heat up before it gets too cold!"

"Coming," Sarah broke eye contact with the unfamiliar agent and walked inside the cabin. It was bone chillingly cold in the small space and Sarah, rather than shrugging her coat off kept it on. "God who controls the heat in this thing."

"Us," Tony chuckled and unpacked the soup from its plastic tub and poured it into two bowls. "Grab some wood from the floor over there."

"You'd think they'd have the money for electricity," Sarah commented and rubbed her hands together before throwing a few logs onto the fire stand in the fireplace and lighting the underneath of them on fire. They caught almost immediately. "So it would at least be bearable to be on someone's hit list."

"You're hilarious," Tony replied, a bit of sarcasm bleeding through. "The whole point of this safe house is so that you're completely off the grid. If you have even an ounce of communication from the outside world, your enemy may be able to find you."

"I find it hard to believe anyone would go after me," Sarah smirked and let her wings out, keeping them visible for Tony and at a smaller size. Tony's eyes widened. "Considering."

"Put those away," Tony snapped. "Do you want McGee seeing that? That other guy we could fake it, but McGee he'd ask questions. Questions we're not ready for, questions Gibbs isn't ready for and answers I doubt he'll like."

"Hasn't he looked up your background," Sarah asked. "Surely he'd know by now that you had a sister? I'd think Abby would."

"I cut that part out," Tony replied. "Besides we were homeschooled. There are practically no records of either of us because dad would've kept it that way."

"No one to hear the screams," Sarah sighed. "Nothing to respond to and no one to question."

Tony remembered his father's drunken beatings and rants. He'd scream and yell and force his children to their rooms or worse against the back of his hand. He'd hit them for the thrill of it sometimes, he'd even once burned Tony's arm on the stove, but Tony had volunteered in place of Sarah. Even now as Sarah looked down she saw his scar on his upper right arm and felt this tightness in her throat. It was as though it was all yesterday. Tony had attempted to patch things up with his father and forget the past, but it had proved to be tough. His NCIS family didn't know about that part of his past and he'd hoped they never would. Although even now as he sat with his long lost sister in the living room of a safe house because some enemy of Sarah's was hunting them, he knew deep in his gut that Gibbs would start digging and once Gibbs did there was nothing he couldn't find out.

"Let's not think about that," Tony said, his voice became a bit smaller. "Please. He tried real hard after I left from what he told me. He'd stopped drinking as much. He'd gotten over mom; he'd even gotten engaged to one of her old friends for companionship. He had changed."

"I bet he changed alright," Sarah scoffed. "He changed just in time for me to never see it."

"I'm sure he would've found you after you left too," Tony said. "He just didn't have enough time I guess."

After she left, she rolled her eyes and then sighed, how right she wished Tony was.

"I think the fire's warm enough now," Tony changed the subject. "We can warm up our soup now."

Sarah nodded, trying not to dwell on the past too long either, but somehow even now as she remembered why they were sitting in this Godforsaken cabin in the first place, she knew the past was going to catch up with her and Tony eventually.

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McGee shivered, even though his warmest coat was on underneath his NCIS gear he still felt the cold mountain air seeping through to his bones. He didn't know why he'd volunteered for this, or rather why Gibbs had made him guard his own team members. Wasn't there a rule against that sort of thing if more than team member was a target? McGee sighed and checked the perimeter again before returning to his post with the other guard. He kept his hands in his pockets, but ready to take aim if needed. The other agent seemed relaxed, almost too relaxed. McGee couldn't understand at first when he'd first joined Gibbs' team how an agent could ever be relaxed in any situation, but now as a veteran agent he got it. McGee had seen cool and collected, Hell he'd experience it firsthand, but this guy was too much. He was more than Gibbs and that was saying something. He also had had this grin on his face ever since Tony and Bishop had walked in. It was an unsettling grin at that.

"Nice night ain't it?" he asked McGee. The younger agent was caught off guard, but simply nodded. He kept his eyes on the other.

"You know what they say about the cold," he said, he looked away from McGee and McGee gave him a confused look though he didn't see it. "It just seeps right through you."

"But then again," he finished and turned to McGee, smirking and his eyes were black. "They say that about the darkness too."

The other agent chuckled evilly and McGee, wide-eyed, grabbed his gun and pointed it at him. McGee stood his ground as the other agent made a half circle around him like he was a mountain lion stalking a deer. He threw his head back in laughter.

"You think that thing is gonna do any damage to me," the other agent said. "You're wrong. Now God willing that thing's not the Colt then we'll have to talk."

The Colt? What was this agent babbling on about and why did he eyes turn black a few moments prior? McGee's head was abuzz with questions that needed immediate answers. The younger agent debated pulling the trigger, but was also trying to play it off as a trick of his eyes. He found it hard to do the second one though with the other agent circling him like he was a mouse. McGee only became more alarmed when the other agent pulled a weirdly engraved knife on him.

"That's it," McGee exclaimed. "Put your hands up and drop the weapon!"

"I don't think so," the other agent chuckled and held up his hand. McGee was instantly in the air and tossed through the front door of the cabin, breaking it off of its hinges and he fell at Tony's feet in a heap. "Now it's my turn. I know you two DiNozzo brats are in here, come out and maybe I'll be nice!"

Tony looked down at his feet only to see McGee was knocked out. He was grateful the man didn't hear the demon talking about both DiNozzo's instead of just him. Tony's head immediately shot up just in time to see the demon tossing his knife at both of them, but Sarah was faster. She drew her angel blade faster and impaled the demon through the chest. The blade caused his body to crackle and singe before the blackness ran from his eyes and disappeared. The demon possessing the man was dead. Both siblings let out a sigh of relief and looked at each other before both looking down when they heard a groan.

"The hell just happened?" McGee asked.

Sarah gave Tony a look and Tony returned it. They had a lot to explain to McGee now.

Reviews are appreciated!

I'm sorry the updates aren't as frequent as they used to be. I'm trying to complete all of my stories and this is the one next on my list so that's why this update came.

So? What will Sarah and Tony tell McGee?

And will the demons ever get them?

Will Gibbs find out?

More to come.