"Leave that here." He said as he walked out of her bedroom, expecting her to follow him. As he turned and started to walk, she bent over pretending that she set it down on the night stand. Following him into the hallway and main living room she slyly stuck the phone down her shirt into her bra. "Let's go." His command seemed more insistent than before.

"Calm down," She rolled her eyes as she followed him downstairs and outside. "My offer still stands."

"Get in the car,"

"So much for manners." She commented as she got in and he drove her away.

Chapter Fourteen

"Why did you bring me here?" She asked as they walked into an empty studio that was on the top floor of an old apartment complex. They had ridden over on his crotch rocket, leaving her with little room to move about.

"I have some things to show you." He led her inside and closed the door behind them before he turned on the lights.

"What?"

"Give me your weapon." He held his hand out as if he knew he'd receive something.

"What weapon?" Turning to face him, her eyes caught sight of the moon outside, distracting her slightly. Full moon…when all the idiots came out. Turning her attention back to him, she watched as an angered expression crossed his face.

"God damnit." He slammed her against the wall as his hand searched her. "Can you ever just listen?"

"No, I'm telling you there is no weapon." Smacking his hand away as it went between her legs, he finished his search slightly defeated.

"Come here," Taking her by the hand he led her back to another room.

She waited from him to turn on the lights in the room she was taken into but he didn't. It took her a few seconds before she realized what type of room. Her eyes glanced at the walls of the dark room. There were pictures hanging everywhere. Without his acknowledgement, she walked forward and peered at the pictures. Looking down at her shirt, she felt her phone vibrate against her skin.

"Boss we got a problem," Tony called Gibbs as they remained station outside of the complex Michael had taken Alex into.

"Yes DiNozzo?" Gibbs had left his car and was sitting on the roof top of the adjacent building roof top. His sniper rifle was pointed at the suite Michael had taken Alex into as he waited for a clear shot.

"Ziva just went over to the hospital." He sighed. "Abby is gone."

"What?" He yelled.

"She went for coffee." Tony replied. "… she has yet to return."

"Tell Ziva to get Vance to the hospital to watch McGee. I want you and Ziva back here now. I'm not waiting for Alex's signal anymore we need to get in there." Folding up the rifle, he broke into a sprint as he headed back downstairs to load up the rifle and grab his six hour.

"Not bad," She looked at the photos of herself, McGee, Abby, Tony, Gibbs, and Ziva. There were even pictures of her mother hanging on another wall across from a man's photo. "Is this him?"

"That is my father."

"My mother's murderer." She took the picture off the wall. "Is this all you wanted to show me? Some photos?"

"You haven't seen them all." He pointed to another wall.

"Are these pictures of you?" She joked before walking over to look at them.

Her eyes scanned over the pictures, they had just recently been developed. Looking closer she realized it was photos of Abby. She was lying, tied to a bed and blindfolded. Spinning around, Alex turned to see a smile on his face. The photo dropped from her hand as she realized she must have gotten a message from one of the team.

"Where is she?"

"You mean that doesn't look familiar?" He pointed to one picture in particular.

"How did you?" She looked at him as she took down another photo. "She was at the hospital not even an hour ago."

"It's not that hard to draw her out when she is worried about you." He kept his hands in his pocket as he leaned against the wall.

"Fucking bastard," Ramming into him, she slammed him against the wall. "You tied her up and left her in a closed coffin."

"She only has about an hour of air left when she wakes up."

"I will kill you if you don't let her go." She slammed her fist into his gut before going for a face shot. He grabbed her fist, clenching it in her hand. "Kill me instead. You're an idiot if you do not see the logic in my rationalization."

"I have no reason to kill you. I plan on killing her and all the others. They condemned my father and allowed it."

"So why take me along for the ride? This is my punishment too?"

"Not yet," He spun her around, pushing her against the wall. "My father took particular interest in Caitlin. I can see why with such beauty and I can see her in you. You can come with me." His hand reached up and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Over my dead body."

"Not yet,"

"What do you want?" Struggling against him, she could feel his breath on the nape of her neck as she turned to look away.

"I want you to come with me to Israel. I will allow you to call Gibbs and tell him where Abby is once we leave for the airport."

"Fine," She pushed him away. "But, you leave the others alone."

"We can continue our bargain later." He smiled. "I'd want a little more from you if you want them to live."

"What further revenge do you need?"

"This is revenge enough for now." Grabbing her by the arm, he dragged her out to the main room. "Once we are in Israel I will leave them to the others."

"What others?"

"You can't think I am the only one who wants to kill Agent Gibbs?"

"But you will lay off of them if I come with you?"

"Yes," He ran a hand through her hair.

"Fine," She looked away.

"Then we must go, or we will miss our flight."

"I want my phone call." She put her hand out as they walked to the car.

"Here," He handed it to her so she could dial Gibbs' number.

"Gibbs," He answered.

"Abby is locked in her coffin. Go to her now." Alex rambled. "He is no longer a threat. Tell the team to back off and head back to the agency."

"Madeline I'm not letting you go." He managed to say before she hung up on him.

"DiNozzo," Gibbs' ordered as Tony answered the phone. "Get to Abby now. She is locked in her coffin. I am following him now, looks like they are headed to the airport."

"Yes boss," Tony answered as he hung up the phone and drove off into the distance towards Abby's apartment.

"Ziva," Gibbs' spoke into the phone. "I'm coming to get you."

"Right," Hanging up the phone, she ran outside after giving Vance the keys.

Gibbs pulled up aside of the door and waited for a brief second for her to get in. Taking off, he quickly briefed her as they followed the transmitting signal from Alex's hair pin. Somehow they managed to get a signal off of her phone too. Perhaps he had allowed her to keep it on her.

"This is completely pointless." Alex chided.

"What?"

"You originally planned to kill us all in revenge. But, instead you end up kidnapping me when you had plenty of opportunities to kill the others."

"Would you prefer I kill you?" He put the gun to her forehead as he turned down a dirt road. An image of her mother flashed before her. Her mother had no warning before she was shot at least Madeline would have that chance now.

"You had Abby right there," She said, leaving the gun go unnoticed.

"Call me forgiving." He shrugged. "I have other plans."

"You were the one sending me those letters all these years."

"Yes,"

"Why didn't you kill me then?"

"Because, I was not in the states then and I had no use for you dead. Also, I knew you would eventually run to NCIS." He put the gun back down at his side. "Abby was innocent in the process it is Gibbs and Ziva I want. Abby will suffice as a distraction for your Agents DiNozzo and McGee."

"Are you alright Abby?" DiNozzo asked as he pulled her up and out of the coffin, untying her. She nodded as she stood up and they both headed out of the apartment and to the car. He wasn't letting Abby out of his sight until this was cleared up. As they both got into the car Tony turned the car around and headed towards the airport. "You sure you're alright?"

"Yeah," She rubbed her head. "Except I feel like I'm on a really bad trip."

"What?"

"What ever he drugged me with, it's still working."

"Coffee?" He suggested as he lifted his cup out of the holder.

"No, I'm good." She pushed it away. "Where is Alex?"

"That's who we're trying to get back."

"He has her?"

"Yes," He answered before Abby smacked the back of his head.

"You guys are terrible at protection."

"Sorry?"

"Sorry isn't good enough Tony, get Alex back."

"That's what we're doing or at least trying to do." His phone vibrated as Ziva called with an update of where Alex could be headed.

"Where are we going?" Alex rested her head against the window as her hand slid down her leg towards her boot.

"For a ride,"

"On a plane?" Looking out the window, she noticed they were pulling up to an airplane hanger.

"How else do you expect to get home Madeline?"

"Drive this car back there,"

"Such sarcasm, this will not do." Getting out of the car, he walked around the car to her side.

Locking the door, she reached across and locked his side. He banged on the window as she leaned over the seat and pulled down a handful of wires from underneath the steering wheel. This would buy them sometime until she had a plan figured out.

"Madeline, open the door." He continued to bang on the door getting ready to pull out his gun to shoot the glance.

"No," She found the two wires she needed.

Just as she cut the two wires and went to put them against one another he managed to find the key. Luckily it wasn't an automatic so she had time while he put the key in the lock to unlock it. Just as she got the car to start the passenger door opened. Two arms wrapped around her waist before she could put the car in gear. Damn it. She was so close and now she was being yanked away.

"Let go," She kicked out as he hauled her out of the car and onto the ground.

"Madeline, you must learn to listen." Grabbing a handful of her hair he pulled her to her feet before grasping her arm with his hand. "I will not tolerate a disobedient wife." He dragged her towards the hanger, not noticing the car lights in the distance.

"DiNozzo, get over to the hanger. Her cell phone signal has her stopped there." Gibbs said over the phone as he pulled down the dirt road. Hanging up the phone, he looked over to Ziva.

"Gibbs," She acknowledged.

"I want you to wait outside in case he does run." He ordered.

"But Gibbs,"

"No buts Ziva, I want you and Tony to hang back. I'm going to take care of this." He increased his speed as they got closer.

"If I see him again I'm going to Taz him," Abby put her hairs into pigtails as Tony sped up to catch up to Gibbs.

"Calm down Abbs," Tony chuckled as he got to the dirt road a car length behind Ziva and Gibbs.

"He scratched my coffin and broke my leg lamp."

"They are both replaceable."

"No, I made that coffin from scratch Tony," She pouted.

"I will help you make a new one."

"Thank you," Smiling, she reached in her bag and pulled out a gun.

"Where did you get that?" He looked to the side at it.

"Gun shop?"

"Why do you have it?"

"You can never be too careful. This wouldn't have been the first time I've brushed with death."

"Put that away before Gibbs sees that," Looking ahead he could see Gibbs' brake lights coming on as they prepared to get into position.

"They will be here soon." Alex crossed her arms and leaned against the small plane as she waited for the right time. They had to bring him in alive. The Director would settle for no less unless he posed a major threat to one of them.

"What are you talking about?" He grabbed two bags from the trunk and tossed them into the plane.

"Gibbs," She chirped as he smirked at her.

"They were not following us." His concentration was elsewhere as he came down the stairs of the plane.

"Do you enjoy the fact that you are wrong?" Her commentary was never filtered.

"How is it possible?"

"Phone," As he walked over to the car, she walked up the stairs and grabbed one of the bags. She was always curious it was a trait she had since she was a child. Tearing it open, she realized that she was his ticket to safety. "I would have never taken you to be a drug trafficker."

Throwing the bag down onto the ground, the contents spilled out on the concrete floor below as she descended the stairs to kick open on of the bags of white cocaine. He rushed over and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her away from the merchandise. Taking her legs out from underneath her, she hit the ground hard. Her body froze for a second as she tried to recover her breath. Once she was able to recover, he had gathered the packets of drugs and shoved them back into the bag.

"Time to go my dear," He tossed the bag back in the plane and she stood up.

"I don't think so." She struck at him, but he dodged her. Pulling out the gun, he pointed it at her as if it were going to stop her.

"We are not here to play games. Now, get in the plane."

"I'll make a deal with you. You put down the gun and fight me like a man."

"When I win?"

"If you win, I will get on the plane and say nothing."

"Fine Madeline, you wish to do this? I thought we had a deal. You came with me and I gave you your little friends alive." He put the gun in his belt before stepping closer to her. "Let's go."

"If I win, my friends stay alive and I stay here with them. You go to prison and I'll try to visit on holidays. Let's dance," She smirked. "I always wanted to say that."

He took another step forward as she remained where she was. She realized that he wasn't going to make the first move so she would have to. Looking around the warehouse, there wasn't much she could use as a make shift weapon except the gun in her boot and that was her last resort. His face showed nothing as he stepped closer to her. He knew that she wouldn't make the first move either.

"Give me your phone," Finally, he took the first swing straight for her face.

"Come get it," Ducking out of the way, she missed him by an inch as she attempted a jab.

She managed to spin around to get behind him. Grabbing his wrist she attempted to twist his arm behind his back like she had done to Tony only a few months ago. She had him pinned for a second before he wrapped his leg around hers, knocking them both to the ground. His elbow slammed into her rib cage as they hit the ground. There was nothing like concrete to break a person's fall.

"I was waiting to do this until we got on the plane." He slammed her back down on the ground. His hands grasped at her shirt and she scratched him causing his arms to bleed. Slapping his face, she couldn't catch him off guard.

"Get off," She managed to wiggle free as he tore her shirt, exposing her bra.

"Found it," He spotted the phone's location as she pulled her shirt semi closed.

"You aren't getting it." As he stepped forward she faked a punch before kicking out and hitting him high up on the thigh. "You owe me a new shirt."

"Watch it Madeline." He warned her as he jabbed her with his elbow in her back. She was stalling for time now. It was all a matter of time.

"Ziva, you and Tony take the two sides. Go." Gibbs instructed as they congregated outside.

"What about me?" Abby whispered.

"Stay in the car," Gibbs ordered.

"No fun Gibbs, no fun." She pouted.

"Not unless she can be a distraction boss," Tony pointed out.

"Alright Abbs, you want to help?" Gibbs asked.

"Yes sir,"

"Don't call me sir." He looked back at her.

"Yes ma'am," She saluted him.

"When you hear me say go, I want you to get in the car, turn it on and send it into the building."

"Cool," She smiled.

"But, ditch the car before it goes through the door slot." He warned her as the rest of the team was sent in their directions.

"You son of a bitch," Alex punched him in the jaw. "I am sick of you threatening me and my friends."

"And your lover?" He caught her wrist and pinned it above her head kissing her before she could stop him.

"Fuck you," She pushed away, but he slammed her back against the plane. It was time to bring out the gun. Dirty fighting was not above her at this point. He had become a threat whether Vance liked it or not.

"Such a dirty mouth for such a beautiful woman." He leaned in and kissed her on the neck again.

"I can't wait to stand behind Ducky while he is autopsying your body." She smiled.

"That's better, less profanity." He smirked as he leaned in to kiss her again, but as he leaned in she slammed her forehead into his causing him to step back. Tears welled in her eyes as she tried to clear her vision. "Time for this to end," Taking his gun out, he hit her on the head with the butt of his gun, sending her to the ground.

"NCIS, drop your weapon!" Gibbs yelled as he stepped out into the open.

"Drop your weapon or she dies." He kept one gun on her and the other pointed at Gibbs. "Madeline, get up and get on the plane."

"I have a shot Gibbs," Ziva said into the headset.

"I got a shot too." Tony added.

"Wait," He whispered as Alex stood up and walked towards the plane. "You are not taking her unless you take me."

"Can't do that Gibbs," He shook his head as he backed up the stairs. "You should tell your agents to hide better."

Firing two shots, Michael was able to hit Tony both times. Ziva froze for a second before firing, making her shot hit the plane instead. Gibbs dashed after him as he attempted to close the stairs. Ziva ran around and entered from the front of the building. Opening fire on the front windows, she managed to crack one. Whoever was in the cockpit couldn't fly properly with a damaged window.

"Ziva get Tony," Gibbs ordered.

"Landing gear," She pointed out as the plane started to move forward.

"Already on it." It was a stretch but he was just able to sneak into the bottom of the plane through the landing gear opening.

"Gibbs, there is two others flying," Ziva noted as she ran over to Tony. "Tony,"
"I'm okay, just sore." Tony sat up, rubbing his chest.

"Good thing you had some padding." She patted his stomach.

"Are you calling me fat?"

"Perhaps," Helping Tony to his feet they ran out to the car as Abby started it. The car chased the plane as it headed for the run way.

"Agent Gibbs, how did I know?" Michael was standing towards the front of the plane with Alex lying at his feet. She opened her eyes, but made no movement except for her hand that slowly crept down towards her boot.

"Let's settle this." Gibbs stated as Madeline's gun was pulled out.

"I'm afraid you will not be the survivor." As Michael lifted his gun about to fire as Alex laid back on her back and fired a round from her pistol. He was hit in the shoulder as a misfire went off from his gun. Gibbs fired a fatal shot in reaction and sent Michael's body to the ground. Michael toppled down just missing Madeline as she rolled to the side and got up.

"Stop the plane," He ordered as he reloaded his gun.

"NCIS, stop this plane now!" She shouted as she busted open the door to the cockpit.