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Tony awoke in the dark.

The first thing to make itself know was the pounding in his head; quickly followed by the realisation he was no longer in the NCIS car park.

It took a few seconds for Tony to orientate himself, but when he did, he found he was in the trunk of a car with his hands cuffed painfully behind his back. He kicked and squirmed trying to find a way out…or at least a more comfortable position.

As he shifted positions again Tony realised that at some point before they cuffed him, his jacket and sweatshirt had been removed. He shivered as the cold swept through his body.

After what felt like an eternity, but in fact was about half an hour, Tony felt the car slow to a stop. He listened to the driver's door slamming shut and tried to remain calm, hoping he could find an opportunity to escape soon. There were footsteps approaching, stopping at the rear of the vehicle.

The trunk was popped open and the light streamed in. Tony found himself momentarily blinded by its strength. He struggled, trying to fight back as he was roughly grabbed and dropped to the floor.

Sweeping his feet around, Tony managed to take out the legs of his abductor, but his advantage didn't last long. Fighting not only his captor, but the additional head injury made him slow and nauseous. Although he could ignore these symptoms, when coupled with the inability to use his hands, he was quickly subdued.

'Don't make me tie your feet to, because I will.' Tony recognised that voice.

Captain Fallon.

'Great' Tony thought as he was violently kicked in in the side, no doubt in revenge for his attack, 'that's all I need'

From his position on the floor Tony took the opportunity to scan his surroundings. There wasn't a structure in sight. They were in the middle of nowhere, and although the sun was currently in the sky, the temperature was barely above freezing. Dressed only in a white shirt and trousers (that were doing nothing to stave off the cold) Tony figured if Fallon decided to leave him here, he wouldn't last long.

'I want to know about every piece of evidence you have against my nephew.'

'If I…were you…I would…be more…interested…on what we have…on you.'

'You have nothing on me Anthony DiNozzo. Don't try and bull a bulls**ter. Try again.'

'Try what again? Try to kick you…you told me…not to.'

'You Fed's think you're so smart. I've got news for you Anthony. I eat small-fry like you for breakfast.'

'Prefer…pancakes…myself.'

Getting frustrated, Fallon dragged Tony off the floor so he can look directly in his eyes. He found himself having to hold the wavering man to stop him falling. He smiled as he felt the tremors already present in the Agents body.

'I know about the security footage and it's being taken care of as we speak. I also know about Simon Fisher's visit to your office, I had him followed.' Fallon said with glee in Tony's ear, his voice low and menacing. 'That's how I knew you were coming for me next. That man never could keep his mouth shut.' He started to shake Tony as he spoke, his anger building. 'I planned to have at least two hours before your colleagues discovered the truth and came for me.'

Fallon's demeanour then changed again, and he started to speak softly once more. 'Don't worry though; he has been taken care of as well. What I want from you Anthony are details of any other evidence you have against us?'

'That's…everything.' Tony said hoping to keep Gibbs and the bar owner safe.

Fallon almost growled as he tossed Tony back on the floor, straight onto his shoulder. Tony thought he heard it pop as he rolled onto his back to relieve the pressure. Fallon was now vibrating with anger. He placed a foot on Tony's chest, holding him in place.

'Don't lie to me.' Fallon yelled 'you think I don't know about your boss's visit to Aqua. I had that place watched as soon as I knew where my idiot nephew took that woman.' Tony's blood ran cold knowing what was coming next. 'That's right; I've arranged a small welcoming committee for your boss. He won't know what hit him. Oh, and tonight a tragic fire will break out in Aqua, killing the owner…very sad.'

Tony struggled, trying to free himself from the mad man holding him down.

He had to warn Gibbs. Instead, all his struggling achieved was to triggering another coughing fit. Fallon watched the Tony struggling to breathe and removed his foot. Kneeling down slightly (and almost whispering) said 'Warm enough for you?'

There was a sadistic glee in his voice that made Tony recoil. Fallon just laughed. 'I knew as soon as I saw you at NCIS you were the one I needed. When I got the call about your meeting with Fisher I came straight for you…the weak link…when your boss had left my house, naturally. I didn't think you would make it so easy for me though, all alone in the car park…' Fallon shook his head disapprovingly 'Now, tell me about the evidence.'

Tony remained silent, trying desperately to ignore Fallon's words, even if he did agree...he had screwed up.

'Fine, you don't want to talk to me. That's ok. I have other ways to find out what I need to know.'

He grabbed Tony again and pushed him back into the trunk.

Tony tried to calm himself as he heard the cars start up once more, but all he could think about was how he had failed Gibbs, again.

The car stopped a further ten minutes down the road. Once again the trunk was opened but this time they were not in the middle of nowhere.

Tony was hauled onto shaky legs and forced into an open metal structure that could loosely be called a building.

After being deposited on the floor, Tony realised why they were here. Grayson.

'Find out what he knows and get rid of him. No witnesses, this can't be tied back to me.' Captain Fallon spat between clenched teeth. Grayson didn't respond. 'Do you understand? NOT BACK TO ME.' He yelled tossing the keys to the cuffs at his Nephew.

'Got it.' Grayson replied nonchalantly, he had obviously grown used to Fallon ranting at him. His focus was solely on the agent at his feet. He moved forward kicking Tony hard, before picking him up and adding his own cuffs to the mix. He secured the agent to the metal beam in the centre of the structure.

Tony slumped slightly. The additional cuffs however, stopped him from sliding to the floor. His arms were bent awkwardly behind his back, pulling upwards as he tried to regain his footing to relieve the pressure. The kick had been vicious and he knew the next few minutes/hours were not going to be pleasant.

Seemingly wanting nothing more to do with this, Fallon started to walk away until Grayson called out.

'Where are you going?'

'To put an end to this, once and for all. You find out what he knows and call me. I'm going to make sure we have destroyed every piece of evidence related to this case. Oh, and find out what he told your partner. Like I said on the phone, they were getting rather 'friendly' back at NCIS. We might have to arrange an accident for him to.'

Tony had started to struggle violently upon hearing the Captains words. He and his stupid lungs had endangered a young promising cop. Unable to free himself, he decided to put his mouth to good use, as always.

Tony knew it was now hopeless for him, Gibbs had no clue where he was, they had taken his phone, and he was already shivering. 'It maybe hopeless for me, but not for John.' Tony thought, hoping he could convince this guy his partner knew nothing.

'Agent Anthony DiNozzo.' Grayson said. 'So you're the one who killed my most useful associates.'

'Lackeys.' Tony corrected, finally drawing enough breath to speak.

'True.' Grayson smiled briefly before stepping right into Tony's face 'but useful none the less' he added before punching Tony again.

'Bastard.' Tony ground out. Grayson punch was in the same spot as his earlier kick. Pain shot though his body as he attempted to control his now erratic breathing. 'Un-cuff me…and we can see…how tough…you really…are.'

'But that wouldn't get me what I want Anthony, you don't mind if I call you Anthony do you?' Grayson questioned, waving his gun around wildly in Tony's face.

'Sorry…I forgot…you only…pick on women…what's the matter…Petty Officer….Wells…too much…for you?' That made Grayson angry and Tony smiled; he had obviously hit a nerve.

'That bitch. She should have lay back and taken it like the others did.' Grayson said his eyes becoming distant as if remembering.

Tony saw the anger descend upon Grayson like a mist, he seemingly required an outlet for it because a moment later his free hand was around Tony's throat and was squeezing. Tony tried hard to keep his mask in place, making sure he didn't give his tormentor the satisfaction of knowing how much the action terrified him.

After a few seconds (which felt like hours to Tony), the pressure eased. Seeing no reaction from restrained man, Grayson removed his hand and started pacing, suddenly eager to boast about his latest conquest.

Tony, finally able to draw breath, watched the clearly insane man with trepidation.

'I grew up in the next street to Charlotte. We used to date. Didn't know that did you?' He said, before laughing almost manically. 'She didn't have a clue, it was so easy.' He told Tony proudly. 'I saw her shopping and she told me she was on leave, so I arranged to meet her in the bar. I fed her some story about how there were people after me because of an undercover op gone bad, and she agreed to help me.' He laughed again. 'We left the bar via the basement so no-one would see.' He turned to face Tony 'I took her from a bar full of cops and no-one even noticed.' He said, as if he expected the agent to be impressed 'I drove us out to the park, and…suddenly…suddenly…she wanted out of the car.'

'She saw…through you.' Tony wheezed

'She was asking for it the stupid whore.'

'But she didn't…ask for it…did she…she pushed you away…punched you.' Tony managed. He knew he was right when Grayson's hand went to his still bruised eye.

'She paid for what she did, and so will you.' He stepped over to a table Tony had only just noticed, and unsheathed a large hunting knife. 'We can do this the easy way or the hard way. All you have to do is tell me what evidence you have on me and my uncle, and I will make this quick.' He said pointing the knife at Tony's throat. 'If you don't…' He stopped speaking and drew the knife slowly along Tony's abdomen.

The cut was shallow but it hurt like hell. Tony tried to pull away, he tried to kick-out at the crazy cop, but he just couldn't get the angle to inflict a clean blow.

'What's it going to be Anthony?'

'Fuck…you.' Tony replied.

He wanted to be witty. He wanted to be annoying. He wanted to drag this out in hopes that, by some miracle, he would be rescued. In fact he wanted to rip this man limb from limb, but right now expletives were all he could muster.

'Good.' Grayson said smiling. He had hoped the agent would provide some entertainment when his uncle had deposited him there. It looked like he was going to get his wish. Placing his gun on the table he advanced again, twisting the knife before him.

'What about Officer John Watson, Anthony? Did you turn my partner against me to? I would hate to have to break-in a new one right now.'

'Probie.' Tony's voice had all but vanished now. A million thoughts were passing through his head. Cutting comments he wished he could articulate to this maniac, and Tony was frustrated as hell at his apparent inability to do so.

'You're right. You're right. He'll believe what I tell him to believe, as always.' Grayson stated positively.

'Is that so?' A quiet but confident voice called from the shadows, causing both men to turn.

'John, buddy.' Grayson said after a moment to recover

'Put the knife down Pete.'

'John, we're partners.' Grayson said trying to delay the young man long enough to regain the advantage. He's gun was too far away, so he decided on a different route.

Officer John Watson watched, as his ex-partner took a step towards Tony. The agent was struggling to hold himself upright; he couldn't help. It was up to him.

'Pete, don't move. I heard everything. Either you put that knife down or I will shoot you.'

Believing his young partner would hesitate, Grayson leapt towards Tony intent on using him as a human shield in order to escape.

The shot echoed around the building, and Grayson fell to the floor. A bullet hole gracing his still scowling features.

Time stood still for Officer John Watson as he realised what he had done. He'd shot a cop, killed a man, his partner. He stood there for several minutes until he heard a voice. It was his name

'John.' Ton tried again. The man was clearly in shock, but Tony didn't have any time to waste, there were still at least two bad guys out there and he needed to warn Gibbs.

'John…please.'

As if seeing him for the first time, Officer Watson sprinted over not knowing where to start.

'Keys.' Tony said, clearly indicating the cuffs behind his back. John quickly found the two sets required to release the injured man and helped lower him to the ground.

Tony rubbed his wrists, trying to return the feeling to his hands. His shoulder was aching, but luckily the blood flow from the knife wound was slowing. All he wanted to do was curl up and sleep till summer, but he had a job to do.

'Phone' Tony mouthed. No sound accompanied it. John handed his phone over and Tony dialled Gibbs. Realising he couldn't speak he handed the phone back to John, and waited.

'Gibbs'

'Urm, this is Officer Watson, Agent Gibbs. I'm urm…I'm here with Agent DiNozzo.' Tony listened, knowing what his boss's responses would be.

'Put him on.'

'Urm…He can't speak right now.'

'What, is he too busy?'

'No, I mean he has lost his voice.'

'Where is 'here' Officer Watson?' Tony knew this would be said with little patience and a big sigh

Tony motioned for John to give him the phone, and with huge effort he managed to impart the important information to his boss

'Gibbs…Grayson dead….Fallon involved….coming after you…watch your six.'

'Got it. Tony are you alright?' There was a long pause before Tony answered. He had not expected the caring tone he received from his Boss. Maybe he had been wrong when he assumed Gibbs side of the conversation.

When the response did finally come from Tony, there was no reply from Gibbs, because he had hung-up.

'No…get back…to NCIS…ASAP' Tony flipped the phone shut.

He had just thought of something and…God he hoped he was wrong…because if he wasn't, it would spell the end of everything he held dear….

Gibbs had been waiting for Tony and he was getting more and more worried by the minute. It shouldn't take this long to get here, Gibbs thought, even when Tony's driving. He had tried calling his missing agent without success.

Gibbs was about to have Tony's cell traced, when his phone finally rang. Caller unknown, he nearly ignored it. He didn't think he could handle another round with Susan right now. His guilt was already eating him up, and it seemed no matter what he did...he was destined to repeat his past mistakes.

Luckily his gut told him the call was important.

'Gibbs'

'Urm, this is Officer Watson, Agent Gibbs. I'm urm…I'm here with Agent DiNozzo.' Gibbs heart stopped, knowing there was a reason Tony wasn't talking.

'Put him on.'

'Urm…He can't speak right now.'

'What happened, is he…unconscious?' Gibbs first though had been dead, but he couldn't bring himself to say the words, it couldn't happen again.

'No, I mean he has lost his voice.'

'Where are you Officer Watson?' Gibbs said softly, it was clear from this man's tone something big had happened.

'Gibbs…Grayson dead….Fallon involved….coming after you…watch your six.' Gibbs heard the wisp of a voice, only concerned with telling him to be careful, and his fear etched up a notch.

'Got it. Tony are you alright?' He should never have got so close to his team, if he hadn't, maybe Tony would be worrying about himself and not some screwed-up ex-marine. He waited for the reply.

'No…get back…to NCIS…ASAP'

There was something in that command from Tony. Gibbs had heard that tone before.

Far from being annoyed at his Senior Agent for hanging up on him, he dashed out of the bar, but heeding Tony's warning kept his eyes open for trouble…

There is still plenty more peril to come, can Gibbs save himself and Tony from Fallon...