Chapter 11

"Ahmed, they've found us." Andrew said, entering into the room in a hurry and Arhmed, who had a computer next to him where he had been trying to force Sarah to access classified files that his group hadn't managed to invade, called his men who were in the room below, which multiple computers:

"Prepare the explosives, I think there's still time to have some fun before sending her in the air with the building."

Andrew looked at Sarah with cruel satisfaction, she had a bruise on her face, disheveled hair from being pulled and she'd been trying to breathed without moving because of the pain in her neck, that was rigid from being forced backwards, and her left foot had been sprained by Andrew during the last interrogation.

Throughout the interview she'd kept her chin up and had a look of debauchery, looking to the side and refusing to speak, only then closing her eyes for some seconds during the torture, before she'd recover and returned to refuse to talk and everything would start again.

"You think you've won madam, but let me tell you something." Andrew said, pulling her head backwards by the hair and a sharp pain hit hard her neck, making her eyes tear.

"The original plan was just to kidnap, torture and finally kill you, I never meant to use you to access the Navy information, but revenge the woman who not only looked like my mother but destroyed the life of my father, sending him into a team to rescue some women in Afghanistan and died in an explosion."

Sarah, with difficulty to think because of the pain, forced her mind to remember Sergeant Cooper and the mission that she had been in favor to rescue a group of women from the Navy who had been kidnapped in a village, however when they had saved them, Cooper stepped in a mine, exploding and taking with him 4 more men. She knew she had made the right choice, but by no means she hadn't felt for the lost lives and so she tried to argue with Andrew, but he increased his grip on her hair, shushing her.

"Shut up. That's when I met Arhmed, who wanted information from the U.S Navy so we made a small partnership, your death for information." And he let go of her hair violently, taking a step back before he feel a hard and cold thing on his nape.

"A part that you didn't fulfill, she hasn't said a thing."

And Arhmed shot Andrew, splashing his blood all over the floor and in Sarah's tethered dress. Her eyes were wide in fear and her heart beating fast with she had witnessed, knowing that she hadn't much time and had to act fast.

"C'mon woman, won't you start talking?" Arhmed insisted, kicking the dead body to the side and bending his body over Sarah to kiss her,

But Sarah lifted one of her legs, kicking him hard between the legs, causing the man to fall to his knees and she got up with difficulty because of the sprained foot, the ropes that she'd been forcing to loosen, falling from her ankles.

Knowing that she wouldn't reach the door in time, she used the chair as support to go to the window, watching the locals walking down the street and hit the window with the palms of her hands hard, screaming:

"HELP! HE-" But Arhmed, ignoring his pain, grabbed her from behind, putting a cloth on her face and Sarah quickly black out as the man threw her body on the chair and left the room, leaving her to die there.

Upon arriving at the hall, however, he heard the police shouting in Portuguese and English: Police, everybody down!

When Gibbs and the others broke into the abandoned warehouse, Carlos and the Brazilian police invaded the room downstairs, they found six men from Hamas with multiple computers and quickly were forced to lie on the floor while Bishop and the bomb squad started searching for the bomb and Fornell and Gibbs went upstairs, looking for Arhmed and Sarah.

While Fornell checked the second floor, Gibbs picked up the emergency stairs to the third floor, stopping behind the wall beside the door, gun in hand listening to the hurried footsteps in the hallway toward the stairs.

"NCIS, freeze!" Gibbs shouted, seeing Arhmed and his blood heated up, keeping the gun pointed at his forehead.

"Where is she?" Gibbs asked calmly and coldly, staring at him.

Arhmed raised his gun to shoot, but Gibbs hit it and when the man tried to run up the stairs, Gibbs lowered his gun and shot his knee, causing the man to fall and roll several steps and Fornell appeared in a hurry to take Gibbs's place so he could keep searching for Sarah.

Gibbs was kicking door to door, drops of sweat running down his temple while looking for the woman he loved. Listening in his ear piece, he heard Bishop saying they had found the C4.

"The bomb squad is disarming it an-NCIS, FREEZE!" Bishop shouted from the other side and then he heard a shot, followed by something falling hard on the ground and Gibbs, as he continued checking the rooms, asked tense:

"Bishop, you okay?"

"I'm fine Gibbs, There was a second bomb and the assembler tried to shoot me. The bullet just grazed my shoulder, but I have him in custody."

"Good job."

When he kicked the sixth door, he found Sarah, passed out in a chair, her head tipped forward, bruises on her left foot and face, which had curls tangled as if they had been pulled.

"No... Sarah." Gibbs crossed the room without thinking in anything, holding her head carefully and tilting it slightly to the side to check her pulse, she had one. Kissing her forehead, he said urgently:

"You won't leave me, okay? Not now, not ever." Then he said in his ear piece: "Bishop, send the paramedics, I've found her."

Knowing she was safe now, Gibbs got up and went to meet Fornell in the door, and the FBI agent saw that Sarah was fine and felt relieved, while he forced Arhmed to walk, in disgust.

The two friends looked at each other and agreed, taking the terrorist to the next room, and ignoring his protests, Fornell held him and Gibbs stared at the man with pure hatred, raising his gun to Arhmed. The man realized that Gibbs was going to shoot him and Fornell wouldn't do anything, and he just stared at the agent, angrily.

"C'mon, kill me for the fun that I had with your girlfriend."

But Gibbs didn't kill him, seeing the man trying to attack Fornell, he shot his other knee, before Fornell could do that, seeing the man cry out in pain, falling to the ground and Gibbs said coldly:

"I won't kill you Arhmed Abudah. I want to take you to justice and see you pay for the crimes you've committed against Sarah Porter. Never mess with a marines woman."

"Let's see..." Fornell said coldly, staring at Arhmed: "Attempt to steal information from the US Navy, two murders and the kidnapping and abuse of the Secretary of the Navy. I think the United States won't take it easy, right Gibbs?"

"Right."

While Arhmed's men were arrested after the bomb was defused and a medical team along with Fornell took Arhmed to the hospital, Gibbs went to the entrance of the building where Sarah was, on a stretcher with a neck protector while the paramedics checked her pulse and head, before taking her to the hospital.

Seeing the man dressed in a federal police vest, his tanned and sweaty face, a small smile tugged on her lips, knowing that now she had more debt with Gibbs and was more than willing to pay.

"Hey Sarah..." Gibbs said softly, approaching her and staring at her eyes that looked tired but relieved, a reflection of how he was feeling, as he raised a hand and stroked her face gently, wondering how much he would have suffered if he had lost her.

"Gibbs... I'm so glad to see you." Sarah said hoarsely, however sweet, and Gibbs closed his fists with force. "I'm fine."

"All right ... We've got him..." He muttered, his voice becoming warm, staring at her with such affection that Sarah's heart melted as she turned the palm of her hand up over her belly and Gibbs put his hand over hers, intertwining their fingers.

"You are my hero Gibbs, and once again I'm indebted to you." Sarah said, and for the first time in days, he smirked, saying low so only she could hear:

"I can think of several ways you can pay me."

"And I'll be more than happy to pay." She said, her eyes shining, before Gibbs touch his lips to hers in a sweet kiss that left them both on fire like in the first time.

With one more kiss, Gibbs looked at her, whispering:

"Rest Sarah, I need to make some calls and then'll see you."

When the paramedics out her in the ambulance, Sarah said:

"I love you, Gibbs."

And they forgot the discussion, staring at each other with so much love, ten feet away, she at the ambulance door and he, on the street.

"And I love you, Sarah Megan Porter."

"Gibbs." Vance said from the MTCA, watching the agent on the other side of the screen, in Brazil.

"We've got Arhmed Abudah sir." Gibbs said, updating him. "He's in the hospital under custody and we found Andrew Cooper's body, murdered by his partner."

And Gibbs told him about the warehouse, the computers and the bomb.

"And the Secretary of the Navy?"

"She's in the hospital being treated. Multiple bruises, stiff neck and a sprained foot." Again, he felt a wave of fury by Arhmed's actions, but he continued: "Apparently, Cooper wanted revenge for her being a woman and Abudah took advantage to try to get information from her. We're closing the case and in two days we'll be back."

"Good job Gibbs."

"If you'll excuse me, I need to make another call." The agent said with a nod, then picked up the phone, dialing Megan's number, knowing how relieved and happy she would be with the news.

An hour later, Carlos took Gibbs to the hospital where they had taken Arhmed and Sarah and when he reached the hall, he found Bishop in readiness at her door with a bandage on her arm.

"Hey Gibbs." She said with a smile and he put a hand over her good shoulder, asking seriously:

"Are you okay?"

"Of course. I realized it didn't make sense to use so little C4 and followed my gut. The man who had the second bomb was scared and shot, but the bullet just grazed my arm. I knocked him to the ground while the second bomb was defused." Gibbs smiled at her and then pushed her gently toward the cafeteria:

"Eat something and go back to the hotel to rest, tomorrow we'll have to start the interrogatories. You did a great job."

"Thanks Gibbs."

When Gibbs entered the room, Sarah was sat on the bed, rested and with a spark in her eyes, wearing the blue hospital gown with a magazine on her lap.

"Hey Sarah..." He said, opening a small smile and walked to her, that was smiling, holding out her hand and he took it, walking to the edge of her bed where he sat, passing an arm around her, kissing her forehead and staring at her. "You look better."

"And I'm Gibbs..." Losing herself in his embrace and feeling him squeeze her, she said: "I talked to Megan a few minutes ago."

Seeing Gibbs's surprised look, she explained, while a huge nostalgia took her, to think of her daughter who was in the United States.

"She told me how you ran to her after hearing of my disappearance and your team efforts. And that you called her after finding me."

"And I would have done everything over and over again to bring you back home." He said seriously, and Sarah knew that the 'home' was his arms, feeling his arm around her waist tighten further, but she didn't complained, enjoying it.

"I know Gibbs." She replied softly. "All the time I thought of you and Megan. I tried to make contact with Cooper as you taught me and at the first opportunity in the warehouse, I managed to loosen the ropes and kick Arhmed." Gibbs looked at her in surprise, and Sarah smiled with satisfaction:

"You can put that in your report."

"I will." He said proudly

Noticing the shadow in his eyes, Sarah said quietly:

"I'm fine."

"I just want to take you back to Washington." Gibbs sighed, feeling the anger disappear, replacing it with desire and seeing Sarah's passion in her eyes and therefore approached his face to hers, taking a hand to her neck that still was very rigid, but without the protection now.

With his hand on her neck, he kept her in place as he closed his lips over hers in a kiss full of passion, feeling the same desire in Sarah's soft lips. The two opened their eyes and smiled, their teeth touching, before returning to kiss, and Sarah put her hands to his chest, holding him by the shirt as he deepened the kiss that left them burning with desire.

"When?" She asked impatiently, interrupting the kiss and he looked at her, confused.

"When what?"

"When can I leave and go back to DC?"

"Your doctor said that tomorrow you'll be discharged, and as our flight will be the day after tomorrow, you can rest in the hotel." Gibbs replied, his voice filled with desire as he stroked her stiff neck and the smile he received in exchange, warmed his heart

Flame that came from me
Fire meet gasoline
Fire meet gasoline
I'm burning alive
I can barely breathe
When you're here loving me
Fire meet gasoline
Fire meet gasoline