The beginnings of a new life
Chapter 68th
The next evening...
Loreile stayed home with going to the Dulles International airport. Gibbs didn't wish to see her hurt further with driving back to the house. So they had said their goodbyes in the house with kissing his son Shane in the nursery.
Loreile had tears as Gibbs kissed his wife hard in front of Madeline moving out to drop off the last of their equipment. Doctor Taft had already sent a text message telling the both of them that he had arrived and will be waiting near the terminal.
"Please take care of yourself Loreile while we are gone." He was holding her in his arms as she was shaking like a leaf with not wanting him to go after the past 36 hours.
"I will do my best Loreile. Especially when I have two watch dogs watching my every move." he stated with a slight smile and with taking hold of his bag to be placed into the back of the truck.
She watched them leave in the grey truck standing on the porch with her jacket since it's gotten more colder. She headed back inside their house to call her sister Elizabeth having to be up at this hour everyday.
Meanwhile at the airport...
Doctor Cyril Taft was anxious with getting on the flight already. He had stopped off in the back with a small cafe serving coffee and sandwiches. He quickly ordered both for now with paying the young hostess at the register with his black coffee and Chicken salad sandwich that cost him $6.00 total.
He waited with the time growing short. Madeline had sent off a text telling Taft that they were arriving into the airport rental area for the week. He had felt relieved in a big way that they had arrived for the most part.
Some ten minutes later they had finally arrived with the both of them walking up to Taft finishing his coffee. "It was getting too close with the first call made to begin boarding."
"Hold your horses Cyril we're here now." Gibbs said sarcastically with pulling out his flight ticket and the licenses and ownership of the weapons they were carrying on board.
Taft was shaking his head with one of his expression while pulling off his glasses to clean them first before going inside to walk onto the American Airlines flight.
Finding their seats. Gibbs was able to push back his seat with no one behind him in order to have plenty of room for his swelling knee. Madeline smiled at the look on his face. She pulled out a makeshift ice pack to use on his right knee right now..She will be able to use it again once they get into their motel rooms during the last hour...
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Harrisburg, Georgia
Alternate warehouse
The second tractor trailer had finally arrived at the late hour once more. Damon, Riccio and now Virginia having arrived earlier to help out with only three of the employees still around to help with opening the crates again. So far there has been only one crate missing might of been misplaced as a search is being made at the Canada distribution center. Damon was going to wait until he knew for sure...
Coffee was inside the office along with sandwich for which Virginia picked up knowing it was going to be a late night.
Once again the operation began with opening the crates with this time everything was inside the nine large crates along with the Cocaine.
Damon was drinking his coffee laced with four regular sugars inside the cup to keep him awake for sure. Meanwhile across the ways under the brush with Tyler, Torres and Brown. While McGee was watching the scene at the first warehouse taking photos as with Tyler with the second warehouse. Brown was told by McGee over the wire to see if he was able to see anything else further.
There was a great deal of activity with the workers removing the guns out of the crates and be placed inside for assembly for there own used for future operations.
Lt. Brown hiding behind the bushes with wearing his green fatigues now to blend in. He was able to use the binoculars and with seeing the crates on the dock and with some of the weapons sitting on the ground assembled looking like machine guns and rifles.
Two of the workers were chatting in Spanish. As Brown knowing Spanish tried to listen in to the conversation. "I just can't believe Damon is going to killed this Rebecca for her part in this charade?" the first man said to the second...
"I just don't understand it that Special Agent Gibbs used to be married to the witch years ago?" the second man said. "Plus Damon has a lot planned for that agent when he gets here."
This was enough for Lt. Brown needing to get back to McGee and give him the news that everything is a set up for the most part.
"Are you serious Lt. Brown?" McGee tried to stay quiet the best he could.
"Do we warned this Rebecca or we stay out of it?" Tyler had to make mention to the others in the vehicle.
"I need to call Director Vance when we get back to the motel. And asked him for advice." Tim said with annoyance in his demeanor along with being tire and hungry.
Sometime later at the motel. Torres and Tyler were across the street at the diner picking up food for everyone to bring back to their rooms.
Director Leon Vance though not asleep was listening to what McGee was trying to say to him. "Calm down Tim already. In my judgement I suggest you give her the heads up without letting her know that NCIS is telling her the Information?" he coughed needing to drink his bottled water before finally going to bed.
"I will see what we can do with knowing where she stays and with leaving a note under the door. We can do this in the early morning. But for now Lt. Brown had taken a number of photos of the weapons of the warehouse.
