Chapter 3: Kidnap

A/N: I had a bit of a hard time creating the perfect character for this next chapter. She's sexy but evil, cool but nasty and fiery but still cold as anything. It took some work. You'll find out who she is soon enough.

DiNozzo woke up tied to a large metal pole. Someone sat opposite him in the shadows, twirling a knife between their fingers. Noticing he was awake they stood up and DiNozzo could see that it was a woman. "who are you?" he croaked and the lady chuckled, "try and guess who I am, Anthony" he stretched his legs out in front of him, "someone I know?" he tried and she shook her head, "no"

"an ex-girlfriend or a one night stand gone wrong?" he asked and she shook her head once again, "you wish. You'd never get a girlfriend like me" she said confidently and he cocked his head, "would I want a girlfriend like you?' he smirked and she reached down, then slapped him across the cheek with the back of her hand. "ok, note to self. wrong time for smart comments"

she stood up straight again, "think .45 rifle, Anthony. What does a .45 rifle have to do with your life?" she asked and it suddenly clicked. "Megan. Megan Haymaker. You killed Abby Scuito." Megan sat down cross-legged in front of him. "very good Anthony! I can see you're good with guessing games. Can you guess why I have you tied to a pole in the middle of a warehouse?" she asked and he shrugged to the best of his abilities, "some kinky sex game?" he joked and she plunged the dagger into a pile of plywood next to her,

"you think everything is either a joke or about sex, don't you?" she said sarcastically and leant forward over him, pulling the dagger out of the wood. She lifted it up and then brought it slowly down his chest with enough pressure to cut his shirt and leave a trickle of blood running down onto his pants. He winced at the pain she had caused and turned his head to the side. She chuckled evilly again and pushed his head towards hers and forcefully kissed him. He gave up and joined in, then lifted his leg up quickly and pushed her to the side.

She tossed her head around and snarled at her. It was then that he noticed her eyes were bright red. Not a warm brownish-red but the colour of blood. She slapped him again; then moved the dagger down his cheat, creating another slit over his pectorals. He once again winced and she giggled like a child, "every time you resist you get another little mark. Soon your chest will look like a battlefield if you stop doing what I say. That'd be a pity, you have such a handsome body. It'd be a shame to wreck it"

she then ran her fingers over his freshly made cut, smearing the blood in streaks over his cheek. She played with a little bit between her fingers and DiNozzo noticed it was the same colour as her eyes. He pulled his head away again and she stroked his hair softly. "what about Evangel Joplin? Will she be entering the realms of DiNozzo anytime soon? You can be honest here, no one else will hear your answer except Me." She said. DiNozzo was still concentrating on the pain and shook his head, "I work with her. I can't"

"let's go back to the question I laid out on the table before. Do you know why you're here?" she asked coolly and stood up, once again twirling the knife between her fingers. DiNozzo shook his head. "it's because of that girl you saw tonight. She killed my family, so I'm planning on getting rid of everyone important in her life too. Very simple plan, but very effective" DiNozzo looked confused, "why would you kill Abby if you're planning on getting rid of Agent Joplin's family?"

Megan smirked, "for an NCIS agent, you're not very bright. Abby and Evangel are related though. Sisters to be exact. You know the accident with her brother? I caused that." DiNozzo shook his head furiously, "you're an evil, sick bitch!" he told her and she flashed him a smile, "aren't I just? That's what I love about being evil, you get to do whatever you want"

he flinched as she tapped him lightly on the nose with the tip of her index finger. "I'll tell you what. You get 10 words on the phone to your dear boss Jethro. 10 only. I'll be counting." She cut the ropes with the dagger and handed him his cell phone. He punched in the number and listened to the shrill tone of a call waiting to be answered. Gibbs spoke into the phone with authority and DiNozzo panicked. "boss, Megan Haymaker, kidnapped, large warehouse, outside Washington, help needed!" Megan ripped the phone from his ear and put it against her own.

"yes Jethro, you're never going to see Agent DiNozzo again" she listened to him for a few seconds, "you seem very sure of yourself, Jethro. He'll be dead by the time you find him. All that'll be left of him will be a rotting carcass. Bring your friend Ducky, it'll probably be his job to autopsy Tony. Have a nice day" she hung up the phone and shoved it in the pocket of her tight jeans. "they'll find me, you know. Gibbs won't stop until he finds me; dead or alive"

she gave him another evil smirk, "you'll have to be dead then." She pulled out a syringe from her other pocket, slipping the cover off and squirting a little into the air. sitting down next to him, she jabbed it into his side. DiNozzo felt the world slip through his fingers and Megan vaguely talking to him, "goodnight Anthony, and sweet dreams"

Gibbs hung up the phone and stood up urgently. He stalked through the workplace and shoved open the forensics office door, making Evangel jump. "can I help you Gibbs?" she asked, standing up in front of him. "when was the last time you saw DiNozzo?" he asked and she answered almost immediately, "last night. I invited him over for dinner" he leant over her and pressed a button on her work phone. Playing back the call he had recorded they both listened intently.

Evangel gasped, "Megan Haymaker!" Gibbs looked confused, "you know her?" she nodded and sat down slowly. "Megan's mum and dad and brothers were trained assassins. I killed them one day and she vowed that she'd hurt me and anyone that I cared about. She tried to kill Rowan last year and set up my ex-husband with the Defence Captain's secretary. Now she's going after DiNozzo." Gibbs rubbed his forehead, "do you know where he may have taken her?"

Evangel reached under her desk and pulled out a map of Washington, "she has a property here" she pointed to a spot roughly two hours out of the capital, "and her uncle owns a transporting business down at the harbour. She might have taken him there. Whatever you do, be careful. She's a psycho nut job who thinks the world hates her. ring here regularly and keep me posted " Gibbs grabbed the map and circled the property and harbour, 'who said you were staying here? I'm setting you up with McGee to cover the harbour"

Evangel nodded obediently and pulled out weaponry from under the bench, strapping the badge, gun and phone to her waist. Then she strapped an extra gun to her thigh and put on her watch.

Evangel stood back as McGee kicked open the door to one of the warehouses and yelled out the necessary commandments. There was no answer so they ventured inside. "switch on the lights, would you?" he asked and Evangel flicked the large industrial switch. They searched the main space and then moved to the second floor. "I'll check the office over there and you try behind the boxes' he commanded softly and she nodded.

She moved behind the huge shipping boxes and pointed her gun out in front of her. She saw DiNozzo's shiny shoe sticking out and rushed towards it. He was unconscious and bleeding. She yelled out to McGee in a panicked voice and he came running. "DiNozzo, you gotta wake up for me. Come on babe, don't give up.' She spoke in a soothing voice not unlike the one she had used when coaxing her brother out of his coma a few months ago. She noted the small steady trickle of blood running down his chest.

"come on Tony!" she lost her patience and slapped him hard across the face. He stirred slightly and then his head flopped to one side. She checked his pupils, "we have to get him to hospital now!" she exclaimed, "Megan must have drugged him" she cut loose his hands and feet, then motioned for McGee to lift his upper half. They carried him out the front door and lay him on the cold concrete while McGee phoned the paramedics.

For the next few days Tony held onto his life by a thread.

A/N: cliff-hanger! I don't usually use cliff-hangers but this story deserves one.

Next chapter: will the thread break?