Anger Management

Chapter 32th

Field Agent Timothy McGee noticed his boss waking with a start as if he had a bad dream or something. He decided to move on over to his associate and friend in need. "Are you alright Boss?" He had to asked with his concern for the aged man.

"I really don't know Tim. The dream I had seem too real to me with being in the jungle of Paraguay and with Hernandez capturing me again."

"Just a dream boss since we haven't come close to getting to landing in Somalia, Paraguay. I don't wish to repeat the same situation the first time around with me and you gone for those two months boss." Tim will say with slight caution in his demeanor.

"Don't remind me Tim. It took me months to finally feel secure at work and my house along with a number of sessions with Doctor Grace about the experience of being tortured." Gibbs will reply with remembering those two months.

"And with you getting most or all of the torture to drain you mentally and physically. Since it was only a dream I will go back to my seat and try to close my eyes for the rest of the flight." Tim said with Gibbs insisting that he keep him company. Since he didn't feel like being alone.

"Sure boss." Tim says with staying put to close his eyes to sleep while Gibbs did the same.

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Somalia, Paraguay

It had stopped raining finally and the transport plane was able to land with the weapons, drugs and other supplies for Hernandez and his soldiers. Riccio and the soldiers were waiting with the trucks to bring the merchandise into the compound and making Hernandez happy.

Once the transport plane landed. Riccio had ordered the soldiers to get working on removing the crates filled with the rifles and others needing to be assembled for using. There were a number of crates worth a small fortune. However with the heat and humidity. It was difficult at times to work with the soldiers needing water breaks.

Finally after a few hours of working. All of the crates had been removed and placed on the five trucks ready to roll. Riccio told the pilots to head out before NCIS, The marines and Seals land in eight hours.

Moving out the convoy. Riccio in the first truck lead the way taking the road still muddy from the recent rain storms...

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Loriele Gibbs was trying to sleep at the house even though she had talked with her sister Elizabeth and husband David trying to help her along with the latest being alone without a husband now back in Paraguay. She remembered the last time when her husband was found hanging in the courtyard in bad shape. Thank god that Doctor Taft was along for the ride to save his life...

"When he come home and placed into the hospital to recover. He had never been the same both physically and mentally in general. And a number of sessions with his therapist Doctor Grace...She hopes to god that it doesn't happen again..."

"You will need to think positive Loreile for when it comes to your husband. He's a smart man and he knows his job really well for when it comes to tracking. He would screw that up now after the last time in Paraguay." Elizabeth makes mention about her sister's husband.

"True Elizabeth. But you must remember that he's not been the same since then and his mental state can change anytime when he's there with his team. Director Vance had made mention to me a few times that there was always a possible chance that Gibbs can be a danger to his own self and the team."

"Then why have Gibbs go on the trip in the first place?" David will asked listening to the conversation contently.

"A good question David. I have tried on numerous times to stop him and almost to the point of leaving him with my threat." Loreile said strongly with her words about Gibbs.

"Maybe you should Loreile still leave him." David said to make Loreile angry further.

"What the hell is the matter with you, David to be talking like that to my sister?" Elizabeth screamed at her husband acting stupid to upset Loreile further.

"Listen I am only telling her the truth. Ever since she had gotten involved with this man. There has been nothing but misery for your sister." He said with walking away from his wife Elizabeth. He had his say on the subject matter of Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

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There was still one hour to go before landing at the Somalia, Paraguay airfield. Director Leon Vance was giving final instructions with everyone involved. "Trucks will be waiting for all of us. No one is to separate no matter what. Understand Gibbs?"

"Yeah I do Director." Gibbs had to say even though he had other plans altogether. However he wasn't going to say a word to anyone with needing to go on his own to find Hernandez in his new basecamp.

"Okay. When we disembark. The marines and seals will move first into the jungle to scope it out with the scouts before anything else. No one is to take any major risks with this terrorist and his regime. Now relax until we land in 45 minutes." Vance announced with Gibbs needing to drink his water further with taking two pills for his headache and his knee throbbing slightly.

Sometime later the pilots of the transport plane advised everyone of the landing on the airfield. Gibbs held on as with everybody else before stopping finally and the hatchway opening to let everyone out into the heat and humidity.

Gibbs stood back with everyone leaving the transport plane. The trucks had placed all of the marines and seals on board. While two other trucks for the NCIS agents. He found a jeep sitting without anyone noticing he found the keys still in the slot. He looked around to see if the coast is clear. As he moved off with his map in his pocket.

Meanwhile it wasn't until moments later that the driver of the jeep reported it to Director Leon Vance that the jeep was taken and Special Agent Gibbs now gone...