Title: De Nuovo A Tana Me
Rating: T
Disclaimer: In the first chapter.
Author: nikkinor
A/N: This is short and late, but I've had a lot to do lately. Very sorry for the wait.
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Gibbs stormed off to the elevator, unable to stand in one place and wait, unable to relax his anger.
He pounded on the down button of the elevator controls, giving the circle a glowing light. He brought a hand to his head and ran it through his gray hair. He was getting impatient for the two silver doors to open and let him board. Gibbs cursed under his breath and slammed a fist into the metal door.
"Open!" he yelled. The silver contorted this reflection as they slid open with a double ding.
He needed coffee. He needed the slick, hot, heaven of the black liquid running down his throat. He wanted to think everything was perfectly fine, he didn't want Ari to have his Katie. He wanted to see her as he got off the elevator and find out it was all a mix-up or horrible nightmare. He wanted Kate back, now!
That annoying double ding sounded again, the two doors opening again to allow him to get off. Gibbs took long, persistent steps toward the main doors, attitude rightfully mad, presence saying get out of my way.
He pushed through the two glass door that led to the outside of the building. He walked out in to the dark and cold night, pausing for just a moment as he took in the full force of the wind against his heated face.
A motorcycle sped along a road just outside of the Navy Yard, the roar of the motor echoing through the silent night air.
He had started relating the sight of a fast motorcycle speeding down the road with the grinning smile of the man he hated the most. He was Kate's superior officer, and when she had written her report for the events of the second time Ari had held her hostage he had read it, and even though he hadn't seen the mans face when he pulled up part of his helmet he still had the image in his mind from the detailed account in the report. He had seen Ari ride out of sight on a motorcycle the day Kate was kidnapped, watched as FBI agents covered up the slightest hint of terrorist activity and add everything they could to make it look like a drug bust. He had watched Ari wave his hand and tip his head as he passed Kate, 'Till we meet again Caitlin.' He sounded so sweet and sincere as he passed her, and he wanted to kill him just for that.
But he was proud of his Katie. He was proud that she turned away from his farewell, proud that she gave no kind wave back or even acknowledged he was going, he was proud that she was his agent and no one else's.
He would find his Katie, no matter what it took; he would make sure she was safe and unharmed. Even if it meant giving his own life, he would not lose his agent.