A/N- You people are soooooo lucky that I am giving you the last chapter! I only got like three reviews for the last one. You are going to have to do better than that if you want a sequel. Grrrrrr. I hope you like it anyway, even though I know you won't like the ending.
Present
McGee typed quickly on his computer. He had come up from Abby's lab to search his desk for his phone on the off chance that Sarah Jones didn't take it. But there was no such luck. The phone was missing. Tim had gotten sidetracked and tryed again to find his previous data on Tony. It wasn't working.
"Hey Timmy." An eerily familiar voice cooed to McGee. Tim's head snapped up.
"How did you get in here Sarah?" McGee demanded, finally looking up from his computer screen.
"I just wanted to return you phone, Timmy." Jones told him, still flirting as she slid the iPhone onto his desk. McGee picked it up and began to scroll through the apps, making sure nothing was missing. Sarah sighed.
"There's nothing missing, Timmy." McGee looked up at Sarah's face. His gaze stayed there, unwavering. It was making Jones nervous.
"What is it, Timmy?" Sarah asked frantically.
"Uh... you face, Sarah. It's red. It's like really red." Tim stammered, as Jones fainted and fell to the ground. McGee rushed from his desk and put to fingers to her neck. Ducky walked into the bullpen just then, perfect timing, as always for the older medical examiner.
"Ducky, could you take care of this. I need to talk to Gibbs. I know where Tony and Ziva are!" McGee demanded quickly, pulling out his phone and not waiting for an answer.
"Boss, meet me at the truck. Bring a sniper." Tim said, before snapping the phone shut, and rushing away.
Judson stood outside the thick, metal door, going over the facts he knew in his head quickly.
Anthony and Ziva were not tied up.
Everyone involved accept for Sarah Veira and himself was dead.
McGee and Gibbs should be on there way by now.
Veira was ready for Gibbs outside.
Mr. Judson stepped into the room, catching Anthony ans Ziva in a firm kiss.
"Cough. Cough." The newcomer said loudly. Tony and Ziva started, looking up surprised.
"Ziva David. Long time no see." Judson continued once he had the pair attention.
"Not long enough." Ziva said, her voice even, as she turned so both her and DiNozzo were facing Judson, though Tony's arms were still around her.
"Anthony DiNozzo. I hope life has treated you well." Was Mr. Judson's next comment.
"Up until yesterday." Tony pointed out.
"Sorry about that." Judson paused.
"Actually, I'm not. But it's the thought that counts." DiNozzo lunged at Judson, jumping over the two chairs that were in his way. Judson nimbly stepped back and DiNozzo stumbled to the ground, then moving back to Ziva's arms. The three began to stalk each other, walking in a tight circle, predator and pray, though which was which was unknown.
"Why am I here, McGee?" Gibbs demanded, moving toward Tim at a brisk stride, a long sniper rifle in his hand. The truck rumbled to life at McGee's hand.
"DiNozzo and Ziva are at an abandoned theater in downtown Washington. Plenty of perches for snipers. According to Tony's tracking data, they are in a room on the east side of the building. I checked, there are only two rooms that fit that discription. Only one has a window." McGee was speeding down an unpopulated road now. Gibbs had gotten into the passenger side of the van as soon as he heard Tony's name.
"Do we know that they are in that room?" Gibbs asked, as the van sped through the city.
"Nope."
Sarah Veira watched as the white and blue van came up the single road leading to the old, abandoned theater. Everything was going according to plan. Agent Gibbs rushed out of the truck, and ran into the building across the street. He quickly climbed the stairs onto the roof to where he would have a cleat shot through the east side window.
Perfect.
Sarah was standing behind a large air vent, waiting for the right moment. Judson was doing what needed to be done with Tony and Ziva. Sarah wondered how that was going. Good she hoped, everything depended on it. Veira turned at a flicker in the side of her vision. It was McGee following Gibbs up to the roof, ready to help his boss if he needed. Things were about to get interesting.
Gibbs looked through the scope on his sniper and let out a sigh of relief. Then snorted at the irony of being relieved at the sight of two of his agents fighting for their life through a dirty window. He supposed that it was only luck that the two were in the windowed room, though he like to think that maybe, just maybe Jenny, Shannon, Kate, and Kelly were watching out for him. It was unlikely. He shook the thoughts away, and focused on the job at hand, saving his agents.
Four rapid fire shots shattered the small window and Judson, Tony, and Ziva fell to the ground. Judson smiled.
"Looks like Gibbs is here." Judson commented, as they stood up and resumed the rounds. The two looked puzzled.
"How do you know about Gibbs coming?" Ziva asked. Looking around the room.
"Hidden cameras. Microphones." Judson shrugged.
"How much do you know?" Tony asked skeptically.
"I know everything. Plus I have connections at NCIS." Judson shrugged again. Another shot rang out. Ziva and DiNozzo spun toward the window. Judson just watched.
Sarah strode toward McGee and Gibbs, leaving her hiding place.
"Hey, you can't be here." McGee was saying as Gibbs let out four shots toward the window. All four went through the window, but judging by Gibbs actions to reload his sniper, none of them hit. At the third shot Gibbs let out, and McGee finished his sentence. Sarah kicked him in the neck and he fell to the ground.
Gibbs let out a last shot and began to reload. At the sound of his youngest agent falling to the ground. He found himself face to face with a gun held in Sarah's hand. Sarah pulled a trigger and Gibbs fell to the ground, blood pouring out of his head.
Sarah watched as the life slid out of the older man's eyes, one name forming on his lips. Sarah briefly wondered if his last thoughts were of Shannon, Kelly, Kate, or Jenny. She guessed that no one would ever know. She laid out next to the sniper and prepared to fire one more shot.
Sarah loaded the gun slowly and aimed carefully. She pulled the trigger and smiled as one of the three moving bodies fell to the ground. Only two people remained standing in the dank room in the abandoned theater. Sarah nimbly jumped off the low roof, and walked away. The look on the face of the body crumbling to the ground on her mind.
A/N- I told you guys you wouldn't like the ending. I am not going to tell you who Sarah killed at the end of the story! Mu-ha-ha! By the way, the killing Gibbs thing was so lynnbin's idea. Her character is Sarah Veira, the one who killed Gibbs. Let her know how you feel about that. If I do a sequel, which I don't think I will do, it will be called Hidden Truth so look out for it. I will write it if you bring me up to a hundred and forty reviews. You can do it. You have done it before. I have faith in you. So if you want to find out who died, review.
Final dedications-
Mr. Chapman: My seventh grade science teacher, Mr. Chapman.
Chloe: My BFFL Chloe.
Sarah Veira: My BFFL lynnbin. I couldn't have written this story without my slayer of writer's block, so make sure that if you liked this story you thank her!
Sarah Jones: Mt BFFL falleninlove. Always supportive!
Mr. Judson: My eighth grade science teacher, Mr. Judson.
Veronica: My ANB. My lovely BFFL who is an Asian Ninja Bitch!
Kensi: Me! lynnbin and I have that conversation about lynnbin having to pee all the time.
Thank you for reading! I love you, my wonderful readers!
P.S. 140 reviews for a sequel, which will be called Hidden Truth.