Undercover Operation

Chapter Four

Since Special Agent Gibbs wasn't able to sleep. He decided to work on some of his exercises in order to get himself ready. Though there was going to be a great deal ramifications with his actions.

Slowly moving out of the bed with his cane on the side. He was going to see how can he can get without losing his balance. As he placed on his hospital slippers given to him...

Taking several steps he stopped for a moment to notice that he was doing fine. One thing he was glad was the fact that all of the bandages on groin had been removed a day ago making it easier to move.

Even his bladder and other functions had finally been working correctly making Doctor Cyril Taft happy as with the other specialists. Taking more steps with bending slightly before heading back to his bed with a deep breath. Sitting on the edge of the lowered bed he was trying to lift his legs with the straightening with his stomach muscles as with the back.

Doing this a few times without having to push it. He stopped with another deep breath to lift both of his legs for which he's lost a great deal of weight. He was currently at his weight for when he come back from Paraguay with McGee as his weight is 175.

Stopping for a few moments with taking a large sip of the cold water. Checking the time on his watch he really wanted to call his wife Loreile. Though she is totally exhausted.. Otherwise he called Doctor Cyril Taft with leaving a message with his answering telling him to come see him having to be extremely important...

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Doctor Cyril Taft had woke unable to sleep while his wife Catherine now four months pregnant. He needed to head for the kitchen to make something to eat when she woke as well. She turned onto her side...

"Is there something wrong Cyril?" She asked with concern for husband.

"Gibbs. He's been on my mind too much of late. And I have the awful feeling something is up with him?" He stated...

"What do you mean Cyril?" She had moved up from the bed to be up against the headboard.

"Ever since Gibbs ex wife Rebecca Chase had called him offering some type of a deal to protect the new Cartel member Damon Garcia. I have the feeling he wants to fly the coup to find them and kill them for good and the end of his obsession Catherine."

"And you think he's going to be doing this and without telling Loreile?" She sat next to him as he grabbed his phone to check his answering service messages. "Yes this is Doctor Cyril Taft I am checking with my messages. Do you have anything for me Dottie?" Calling the woman by her first name.

"Yeah I do Cyril I have one important message for you. It's Special Agent Gibbs of NCIS. He's wants you to call him or come to the hospital as soon as possible." She said with telling him there wasn't any other messages.

"Thanks I will go see him. Goodnight Dottie." As he hangs up the phone to begin dressing.

"Are you crazy Cyril going to see him now in the middle of the night?" She cried out...

"Catherine I am sorry. I need to get to the bottom of this matter with Jethro and find out just what is going on." As he grabs his black pants and sweatshirt along with the rest of the items he was going to be needing for the drive.

"Good luck nevertheless Cyril and I do hope that Gibbs is not going to be reckless with whatever he plans on doing?" She commented...

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Sometime later after parking his beat up old black truck like Gibbs. Even though his wife had brought him a new one for Christmas. Finding the perfect parking spot near the main emergency entrance walking in to show the older security guard with his ID pass.

As the guard had waved him on to head upstairs to the sixth floor. He headed for the nurses station reporting in telling them that he was here to speak with his patient.

"He's awake Doctor Taft. I checked an hour ago for my normal routine." Nurse Franklin age 45 had to say having worked ICU for almost ten years.

"Thanks." He walked away to head down the hallway to his patient's room. Knocking on the door hearing his voice.

"I should of known you will be here Cyril?" He said with raising the bed further in order to speak with him.

"Actually I had no choice. I have a feeling just what is going on Gibbs and I need to be sure that I will be making the right decision?"

"I don't understand?" As he was being coy with his answer.

"Really! Gibbs why take the risk of going to Harrisburg, Georgia to search for your ex wife and the Cartel leader?" He cried out at his friend filled with anguish.

"Why? Because if I don't, I will be losing my soul entirely after what that bastard had done to me Cyril. Are you offering to come along with me Doc?" He asked with putting his friend on the spot.

"Matter of fact yes I will offer to come and to keep an eye on you and your health while we are there. In the morning I will begin the process of getting you released. However the problem is your wife on whether she will support you in your endeavor?"

"I don't know Cyril. I will find out tomorrow when I talk to her on the phone." He said...

"Why don't you call her now. How many times have you spoken to her today especially at night?" He quipped with his comment.

"Several Cyril. However I need for you to keep this a secret as to why I am being released from the hospital until I speak with Leon. I know he's not going to like it one bit that I will be undermining the team."

"Listen I have a feeling he understands and probably knows that you were thinking of going in the first place?" Taft said to his friend and associate.