Cutting off the head of the snake
Chapter 48th
Director Leon Vance headed for the hospital to see Gibbs in his room with the bad news. Walking out of the elevator to head down the hall from the nurse's station.
Walking in front of the door. He knocked before entering to find Doctor Cyril Taft sitting in a chair sitting next to his bed having a chat.
"Leon it's good to see you. What's going on with being here?" he said with a tone that Doctor Taft need he was lying inside of his gut.
"I am sorry to be disturbing you, Gibbs. We have gotten some bad news from Kasie with the partial prints found on those diamonds inside the stomach contents."
"And what's that Leon?" Gibbs needed to know with the information.
"Kasie was able as with the F.B.I. database to come up with two names Alejandro Riveria and Luis Mendez with their location to be somewhere in the Mission district," Leon responded
"Shit!" Gibbs said with an emotional response with his blood pressure rising slightly.
"Try and take it easy Gibbs and I will call the doctor?" he replied.
"No don't Leon I will be found. I just can't believe that the bastard is still alive?" he exhaled with a deep breath.
"Well in that case Gibbs, you will need to take it easy and go home after the doctors tell you you're fine. You're not to do anything in regard to trying to find him and his associates? understand or else I will be putting you under house arrest or worst and I know that Loriele isn't going to like it at all?" he cried out with his stress level just too much of late.
"Look Leon I am not going anywhere right now with the way I am feeling laying in this bed. One thing I do need to do is set up sessions with Doctor Grace Confalone before I start to blow up with my anger," he exclaimed.
"That bad Gibbs?" he voiced his opinion.
"Yeah." Gibbs quipped in bed.
"Can you speak with my doctor to set it up, Leon?"
"Fine, I will do it, Gibbs. Let me call Doctor Grace Confalone now and see if she is in her office at this time since it's almost 7.30?" Vance said...
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DOCTOR GRACE CONFALONE OFFICE
She had finished up her last patient of the day while her husband was away in California for the Pentagon. Her office phone begins to ring as she noticed it's Director Leon Vance at this time. "Director Vance what can I do for you?"
"I need your help with my team leader Special Agent Gibbs is asking for your help as soon as possible. He has a great deal of anger in him and needs you tonight if possible. I will make it up to you, Grace." he said.
She was slightly annoyed how well it is for Gibbs to finally be needing her and no doubt in a big mood to talk. "Okay, I will come now Leon. Just be sure that Gibbs won't be wasting my time with this session?" she cried.
"It will be worth it Grace," he said with hanging up the phone.
She walked out of her office on a mission in order to get to the truth with Special agent Gibbs. She took the elevator up to the tenth floor for where he's located.
Reaching his room with knocking. She walked in to find Gibbs sitting up in bed with his remote. While Director Leon Vance had left to head home finally.
She tells him to relax while she set herself up with the chair, table, and her notepad. After taking a deep breath before beginning.
"Okay tell me what 's on your mind Special Agent Gibbs?" she had crossed her legs wearing black pants today.
Gibbs takes a deep breath. "Alejandro Riveria, he's alive doctor!" he said to start the session.
"Isn't he the son of Pedro Hernandez?" she asks with the question while watching his reaction.
"Yeah, he is and I am the one that shot and killed his father 34 years ago. I didn't mention it was me that had shot and killed the Cartel leader during one of our sessions."
"Jesus H. Christ Jethro you're a real mess?" she tells him straight to his face.
"Damn right I am doctor as to why I need to talk to you now?" he cried out with hitting the blanket on his bed.
"You need to try and relax before your doctors come in here and drug you heavy and you're not going to think straight like a zombie." she tried to calm him down for a few moments as he was drinking the water in the clear cup.
"Feeling better?" she asks.