Chapter 16
"He is still at the location" Abby's voice came over the speaker, "Your about half a mile away, there should be a dirt track up ahead that you need to take" she told them, tracking both the team and Restin.
"Yes Abby, I may be an old man, but I can read a map, even a computer thingy one" Gibbs growled taking his frustration and fear out on those around him, not seeing the smiles form Kate, Tony and McGee at his term computer thingy
"Ohh, touched on the male direction gene there, did I?" Abby smart mouthed back, understanding Gibbs far too well to be offended or even worried by his attitude towards her directions.
When Gibbs turned down the dirt track, he slowed and pulled over, driving the car into a section of woodland before bringing it to a stop.
"McGee stay here, let me know if anyone comes down the road, or if anyone leaves, Tony, Kate you're with me" he barked at them getting out of the car and checking his weapon and head set.
"But Boss..." McGee started not wanting to be left behind; Gibbs just turned and glared the younger agent into submission. Tony standing behind and to Gibbs left started pulling faces at McGee, pretending to cry. McGee just glared past Gibbs at Tony. Without warning Gibbs turned and smacked Tony in the back of the head
"DiNozzo, do that again and I will leave you here instead" he snarled at Tony, Kate smiled at McGee and then smirked at Tony
"Are you two coming or are you going to make gaga eyes at Tony all night?" Gibbs called out to Kate, already some distance ahead. Tony and Kate exchanged surprised glances not having seen or heard Gibbs move away. Both jogged to catch up with him, both wondered how a man so much older than them could be so much faster.
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Ducky listened to Restin move around behind him; he had returned some 20 minutes ago but had yet to say anything. Ducky recognised this as a technique that Gibbs often used to unnerve suspects and Ducky resolved to stay silent too, however hard he was finding it.
Restin upon entering the cabin had immediately moved to the instrument trolley and had moved it to the head of the table where Ducky could not see it, he then proceeded to touch and inspect each instrument in turn, the sounds had proven to be agony to Ducky, the physiological torture proving to be as successful as any physical torture could be.
"Ducky my friend you are doing so much better than I thought you would" Restin suddenly whispered in Ducky's ear. Ducky could not control the start in his body at the sudden closeness of Restin.
"But don't you want to know why I am doing this?" he asked moving to the foot of the table, a gleaming scalpel in his hands.
"I assume that you are going to kill me, as you did the others to torment Jethro" Ducky replied calmly, amazed at the steadiness of his voice when inside he felt like a quivering mass of jelly.
"Correct" Restin smiled, "but not the complete reason" he added on, pausing to look at the scalpel, turning it so that the light reflected off of it.
Ducky stayed silent, as much as he wanted to question Restin he refused to give him the satisfaction, he smiled to himself, Jethro really was an excellent teacher.
Restin stared at Ducky and then moved to the side of the table
"Not going to ask what the other reason is Ducky?" he cooed "or are you going to play strong and silent?" Restin bent forward and held the scalpel close to Ducky's chest "I wonder how long you will stay silent for though?" he asked as if asking what the weather would be like tomorrow.
"Ahh well, we will find out soon wont we Ducky" he continued "I suspect that Gibbs will be on his way soon, so I really do need to get started" he said as he walked to the instrument trolley and pulled it to the side of the table.
"Now please excuse me if I don't do this the right way but I am an amateur at this, you will be, so to speak, my guinea pig" He laughed idly picking up another instrument.
He then put the instrument down and took hold of the scalpel and sliced at Ducky's chest.
