Panic

Caitlin and JT didn't have a clue where they were. All they knew was that they were in a vehicle of some kind, and it was very, very dark. There was a funny smell coming up from below, and Caitlin wasn't sure what it was, but it smelled like that tar stuff that Mr. Follows from next door used to seal his driveway with every year. Caitlin tried not to panic, but she couldn't stop the tears from running down her cheeks.

JT was equally frightened, but he was more concerned with his companion than himself. He couldn't see anything either, and he gingerly reached out, trying to orient himself. Caitlin jumped as his hands found her arm, and she let out a little scream.

He wiggled as close to her as his bindings would allow, and tried to whisper to her. She calmed down somewhat at the realization that she wasn't alone, and together, they lay, waiting for the car to stop.

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"McGee, how are those phone records coming?" Gibbs asked. "Still working on it Boss," Tim answered. "This guy has four cell phones. Who has four cell phones, anyway?" Gibbs said nothing, thinking it was enough hassle to have to have ONE of the damned things, let alone FOUR, and went over to Tony's desk. "Got an address for me yet DiNozzo?" Tony looked up and grinned. "Give me 2 minutes, and I will." Gibbs gave him a look. "You've got one," he said briskly.

Just then, Jimmy Palmer came dashing into the bullpen. He took a quick look around, and his anxious expression melted into one of sheer horror. "Agent DiNozzo, Agent McGee… I don't suppose JT and Caitlin are down here, are they?" McGee frowned. "No… why?" Tony looked up. "You lost our kids, Palmer?"

Jimmy visibly paled, and his voice broke as he stammered "Oh, my God. I'm so sorry… I don't know what happened, Oh God, oh God…" Gibbs went over to him, and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Palmer, calm down. What happened?"

Jimmy took a deep breath. "I left them in Dr. Mallard's office, I was just going next door to my own office, I swear it. I wasn't gonna be 10 feet away from them the entire time. Someone came up from behind…" Gibbs' nose twitched, as he caught a scent coming from Palmer's face. "Chloroform," he said, as he sprinted out of the bullpen.

McGee and DiNozzo exchanged a look, then the two men arose from their chairs and bolted out behind Gibbs.

Jimmy stood, stunned. He swallowed back bile as his head began to spin. He just managed to reach a waste paper basket, when he vomited.