Chapter 10. Yay! Okay well I am sure you were all dying to know what those word meant so now you get to know. Anyway here is the chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own any character in this chapter or From Russia With Love.
Spoilers: None that I can think of.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Gibbs asked annoyed looking down at the typed script.
"You're kidding boss," Tony told him, "you don't know what that means?"
"No," Gibbs replied, "no I don't."
"Oh Boss," Tony moaned, "how can you not know? Sean Connery as James Bond. One of the best films of its time. Except of Psycho. Psycho was better."
"DiNozzo," Gibbs said with a pointed look to Ziva and Paula who both head slapped Tony.
"Sorry boss," Tony apologized as he winced and rubbed his head. "Those lines are from the title track of From Russia with Love."
"What?" Gibbs asked annoyed.
"James Bond willingly falls into an assassination ploy involving this smokin' hot Russian chick in order to retrieve this Soviet encryption device that was stolen by…" Tony's voice drifted off as he looked at Gibbs face, "And you don't care."
"It's an action flick from the sixties," Paula told Gibbs.
"Thank you," Gibbs told her with another glare at DiNozzo who in turn glared at Paula.
"It is so much more than an action flick from the sixties," Tony told her defensively while Ziva tried to smoother a smirk, "Have you ever seen it?"
"Yes Tony," Paula replied in her best fake nice voice, "If I remember correctly you forced me to sit through the first three of them one night."
"The first three?" Ziva asked incredulously, "How many of these things are there?"
"Twenty," Paula replied with a grimace.
"Twenty two," Tony corrected her. "New ones came out in 2006 and 2008. They were okay. Nothing on the Sean Connery films obviously…"
"Obviously," Paula said rolling her eyes. She had looked up the number of James Bond films when she and Tony were dating because she was curious just how many of them she would have to sit through.
As Tony continued his heated analysis of the James Bond films, Gibbs looked over at Jenny. She was fiddling with the heart shaped pendant on her neck. She only did that when she was nervous or worried. He met her gaze, and they exchanged a look. He nodded and then turned back to the group.
"As fascinating as this is," Jenny started.
"It doesn't get us any closer to figuring out what the heck the letter means," Gibbs finished for her, "So drop it."
"Yes boss," Tony replied as the four younger agents all turned to face him.
"There has got to be something we are missing," Ziva stated simply looking at the envelope on the table. "Is there anything else in there?"
"No," Paula replied shaking her head, "I don't think there is. She picked up the envelope and dumped it upside-down on the table. A few crumbs fell out and lay on the table."
No one touched the crumbs they just lay there on the table. They were not anything useful and so no one paid them much mind. Gibbs looked at his team and shook his head. "So this is how you run an investigation?" he demanded, "you ignore the only evidence we have?"
"They are crumbs," Paula pointed out, "common everyday crumbs."
"How do you know that," Gibbs asked, "if you haven't even looked at them?"
"And what are ordinary bread crumbs doing in an envelope?" Jenny asked them, "Because I don't know about you, but I don't store my food in my envelopes."
The younger agents all exchanged glances that clearly said none of this had occurred to them. Then they knelt down around the table and stared at the crumbs on the table. They were not much different from the crumbs you saw in a kitchen or at a picnic, but as Jenny had pointed out there was no reason for them to be in an envelope. After several minutes where the team stared at the crumbs Tony looked at the others.
"They are bread crumbs," he told them, "maybe he got hungry while writing the letter." This comment earned him a glare from almost everyone on the team, and he returned to staring at the crumbs.
"That's it," McGee said suddenly, "They are bread crumbs." They all looked at him confused. "In Hansel and Gretel they follow a trail of bread crumbs home."
"Good idea, McCrumb," Tony told the younger man.
"So if we need to follow the bread crumbs," Paula asked, "Where is the trail?"
"Right here," Jenny replied holding up the letter. "The trail is right here. Whoever wrote this wants us to go to Russia."
"Why?" Paula asked.
"What part of Russia?" Ziva questioned at the same time.
"We left a lot of enemies when we were working in Europe," Jenny replied simply, "One of them is back for revenge."
"So can you narrow it down to a part of Russia?" Paula asked.
"I think that you can probably assume that it was some city you worked in," Ziva told them, "Because whoever it is thinks that there is enough information to narrow it down to one city."
"And you don't actually enter Russia during the film From Russia With Love," Paula pointed out with a role of her eyes.
"I spent a lot of time in Russia," Jenny reminded them, "There are a lot of different cities that it could be."
"It's Rostov," Gibbs said. "Think about what the words are saying," he explained her when she gave him a confused look. She looked from him to the words and he saw the sparkle of recognition in her eyes.
"You're right," she said slowly, "It's Rostov."
Gibbs grimaced. That was the only city that would fit the actual words in the song because, though they had worked many operations in Russia, they had only worked one when they were not together. During that operation in Rostov he had still been too damn scared to tell her how he felt and it had nearly cost him dearly.
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