A Son for a Son

Chapter seven

Dawson went out for a leisurely dinner then headed into work. He felt confidant and proud of himself. He was making the great Special Agent Gibbs suffer. When he got into work he watched as DiNozzo's teammate McGee still struggled trying to break his security code. Another man stood over his shoulder watching. Dawson didn't recognize the man and figured they must have called another specialist in. He knew eventually they would break through his anti tracking device but not for a while. But anyway, he'd be out of the country by then. He debated whether to go home and finish Tony off tonight or film a little more of him suffering for Gibbs's sake. Kate was also at her desk as was Gibbs. Guess they're going to stay the night Dawson thought. He smiled to himself. Stay as long as you want, you're not getting DiNozzo back alive. He couldn't wait to see Gibbs's face after he got the film of Tony dying. But how was he going to do it? He could just shoot him and get it over with or………..He'd have to think about it for a while. He decided to find out what they knew so far. He knew Kate would probably tell him at least a little of what they had learned. After all he was friends with all of them. He wiped the smirk off of his face and walked over to Kate.

"Do you know anything about Tony yet?"

"No, nothing yet Milton."

"Don't you have any leads? Isn't there anyone you can think of that would grab Tony?"

"We appreciate your concern Milton, but I'm not allowed to discuss the case."

Milton looked down sadly making Kate feel sorry for him.

"It's not that I don't trust you Milton it's just…………."

"I understand."

Just then Gibbs walked over to Kate. Dawson walked away pretending to clean but stayed within ear shot.

"Anything Kate?"

"Nothing yet. The city clerk called me about an hour ago and said their computer should be up and running soon, but she can't tell me when."

"Soon as you hear anything you let me know."

"I will." She looked up at him. "Isn't there anything else we can do"

"We have the entire police force searching vacant warehouses. Until we come up with anything conclusive………………no, there's nothing we can do."

Dawson walked away. So they were looking in empty warehouses. They would first search the city which would take them hours if not days. But Tony wasn't in the city. He was in an old warehouse outside the city limits. Yeah, probably tonight he'd have to figure out what he wanted to do with DiNozzo. He could just let him hang there till he froze to death. But what if by some small chance he was discovered. No, he'd have to deal with him tonight or at least by tomorrow morning. And what was this about a city clerk? What were they trying to track down? Dawson was beginning to get a little nervous. Maybe he'd go home sick today and get it over with. It was really a shame though that Tony had to die but………it wasn't his fault…………it was Gibbs's fault. He decided to hang around a short time then go home. He'd make it look good. He began coughing and rubbing his throat. Yeah, he'd make it look good, real good. They wouldn't have any idea that he was going home to kill one of their own.

Warehouse

Tony was freezing. He now had a bad sore throat making it difficult to swallow. He tried to fight back the growing feeling of dread. He knew if his sore throat turned into a cold he was as good as dead. With his mouth taped shut there would be no way for him to breathe. He wished the man would come back and get it over with. It would be better then slowly suffocating.

Later

Two hours later Tony got his wish, the man returned. After a few minutes he once more heard what he thought sounded like typing. What the hell was he doing? Tony wondered. Dawson once more put on his mask and hooded sweatshirt. He turned the camera on and walked over to Tony then pulled the duct tape from his mouth. His lips were dry and cracked and immediately started to bleed but Tony was just grateful to be able to breathe easier.

"Tell me what you want?...Maybe if I knew what you wanted we could work something out."

Dawson didn't answer.

"Look………..I can't help you if I don't know what you want."

Dawson patted Tony on his side then walked over to the generator and began attaching wires to it. He then taped the other ends of the wires to various spots on Tony's body.

"What are you doing?" Tony asked, his heart beat pounding in his ears.

Dawson only smiled as he turned on the generator and threw a switch. Tony threw his head back and cried out as the current shot through his body. His body convulsed as his muscles contracted. To Tony it seemed like hours before Dawson turned the power off but in reality it was only a few seconds. Dawson leaned back on the table admiring his work. Gibbs is going to love this tape. He thought smiling to himself. Tony gasped as the current was shut off then began trembling. Blood trickled down from his mouth where he had bitten his tongue and lip.

"Why are you doing this! Just tell me why!" Tony screamed at the man.

Dawson only smiled and threw the switch again, this time leaving it on a little longer then the last time. When he turned it off this time, Tony's body was covered in sweat, his head hung down on his chest.

"No more………..please no more." He moaned.

Dawson walked over and stood in front of Tony, the camera still rolling. He leaned in close to Tony's ear and whispered.

"Yell for Gibbs."

Tony weakly shook his head no. So this man knew Gibbs……….They why did he grab him? And why call for Gibbs? How could Gibbs hear him? Did the man have his boss on the phone? Tony gave a little laugh. If this man expected Gibbs to pay to get him back he was going to be disappointed. NCIS wasn't going to pay ransom for one of their own agents. And Gibbs……….well, he wasn't even sure if Gibbs liked him. Yeah this man, who ever he was, was going to be disappointed.

"Yell for Gibbs or you'll get double what you just got."

"Forget it." Tony hissed through bloody teeth.

"You'll break sooner or later."

"Go to Hell."

"You first."

Dawson once more began shocking Tony turning up the voltage a little more each time. Finally Tony could no longer stand it, he threw his head back and screamed in agony.

TBC