A/N: This is short, I know and I'm sorry, I just couldn't think of anything else to write on it. Hope you all enjoy it and thanks again to all the reviews, favs and follows, they make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside :)
McGee sat in the room he rented, he was thinking about what he was going to do. He didn't want to just leave, he had friends here, a family. Last time he disappeared he didn't have a life.
"What am I going to do?" McGee asked the empty room.
He didn't know, he couldn't go back and risk being caught again or Hewler finding out that he told his team about the project. But he also didn't want to leave the McGee's and the team forever. He knew he could hide again and not be found. But something stopped him.
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Back at HQ, Dean was pulling out every trick he knew of finding someone that didn't want to be found, but he kept coming up empty, he had checked Tim's apartment and found all his tech still there and the rest of the stuff like his clothes, gone.
He tried the surveillance cameras outside his building next but McGee had somehow evaded them too. 'How am I going to find this guy?' Dean thought and kept searching.
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The Team sat in Gibbs house, they were whispering to make sure no one would be able to eavesdrop.
"Gibbs, what are we going to do? Vance put out a BOLO on McGee and Hewler is probably pulling out his own resources, he won't be able to hide forever." Tony said.
"Tony, McGee has been trained in this kind of stuff, I'm sure he can hide well enough." Ziva said.
"Do you think he'll just go forever? Like not come back to us?" Abby asked sadly.
"I don't know Abs, but right now, he has to." Gibbs said.
"He could be in Mexico by now for all we know!" Abby said.
"I doubt that, Probie's digestive track just doesn't work well there." Tony said with a smirk, Abby punched him in the shoulder.
"Tony! McGee is in serious trouble here! And your making jokes." Abby said glaring at him.
"Sorry Abs." Tony said rubbing his arm.
"Jethro, where do you think Timothy will go?" Ducky asked.
"Duck, I don't know, all we can do is sit back and wait and see what happens." Gibbs said, he was worried about his youngest but knew it would be near impossible to find McGee now.
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Pearce was stewing, he was ranting at Hewler for not knowing sooner that Tim was alive.
"You're a idiot you know that? This could cause the end of this project if it comes out. One is dangerous, we need to find him and fast." Pearce said.
"Sir, if I may, he hasn't appeared to have spoken about this project to anyone, is he really that much of a threat?" Hewler said flinching when he realized his words.
"You know better than anyone what that boy is capable of Hewler!" Pearce said.
"True Sir, I also know his weaknesses." Hewler said with a evil glint in his eyes.
"Which are?" Pearce asked.
"The only flaw that One had was his gentle nature. I tried to destroy it but failed. If we hit him hard at home, he might come to us, instead of us to him." Hewler said and told Pearce his plan, both of them starting to smile.
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McGee sat in the room, he had come to a few possibilities but none of them were particularly appealing.
Was disappear and never look back, he hated this one.
Was subtly go to Gibbs house and explain to him why he was going and then disappear. Better than the first one but he still didn't like it.
To go back and just try and stop Hewler everyway he tried to get him back. This one he labeled as impossible.
To leave letters to everyone he was leaving and explain everything he could without putting them in danger.
He just couldn't decide which one would work, he decided to sleep on it and figure it out in the morning, so he drifted up to a restless sleep.
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Gibbs was in his basement, it was their weekend off and he was of course spening it in his basement.
As he sanded he thought about yesterday's events, getting angrier by the minute.
He couldn't believe that he can't do anything to stop Hewler.
He couldn't believe that McGee might just leave and not look back.
He couldn't believe that someone could do something so inhumane to their own child.
And he couldn't believe that his hands were tied even if they found McGee again.
He got snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a door move, but no footsteps sounded, he turned and quickly pulled out his sig and pointed it at the basement entrance.
He waited but nothing happened but his gut was screaming that something was wrong. He got up and slowly took the steps up, he scanned his house but found nothing wrong but his gut kept churning.
As he turned to walk back down the basement, he felt a stinging in the side of his neck and he collapsed the last thing he remembered seeing was a pair of dark legs walking towards him.