now i'm being evil! hah! you're just going to have to wait to find out what happens to Tony!
"What is it Ziva?" Jenn asked, noticing her unreadable expression. Ziva's eyes followed the figure of the janitor as he put space between himself and the group.
"Ce qui s'excuse, s'accuse," Ziva answered cryptically. Gibbs' eyebrows furrowed as he considered Ziva's statement.
"It means-" Jenn began to explain but was quickly cut off by Gibbs.
"I know what it means, Jenn, I went to France too remember?" The group turned to watch the janitor talking on his phone in hushed tones in the far corner.
"He who excuses himself accuses himself," Ziva spoke.
"You think he's not who he says he is?"
"You keep telling me to listen to my gut. My gut is screaming at me on this one," Ziva replied.
"Okay." Gibbs unhooked his gun from his belt and held it at his side just in case. "Lets go find out who he is and what the hell he is doing here." The trio approached the man slowly, so as not to alert him. As they inched closer to him, his conversation grew louder.
"I don't know!" The "janitor" said. "You didn't tell me this would happen! Harker's somewhere else, I can't get to him. You have to get me out of here, they're going to suspect something!"
"We already do," Gibbs interrupted. Jason spun around, his phone dropping out of his hand in surprise. Gibbs lifted his gun and pointed it at the imposter. "Who are you and what do you want with Harker?"
"I'm not telling you anything," Jason sneered.
Gibbs gave the man his scariest glare and answered. "Oh, but you will." Gibbs took the safety off with a recognizable click. Jason's eyes widened in fear, aware of what Gibbs would do to him. "Why are you here?"
"I want a lawyer!" Jason began, hoping to stall for time. Gibbs looked at the man incredulously.
"Do you see one here? Tell me before I blow your kneecaps off!"
"Jethro," Jenn warned, trying to stop him before he went too far.
"No Jenn, this man knows something and we are not going anywhere until he talks."
Jason's eyes shifted deviously. "What do I get for telling you what you need?" he asked.
"What do you get? How about full use of your legs!" Gibbs aimed for Jason's right leg, to show Jason he meant business.
"Okay, okay!" Jason's hands went up in surrender. "I cut the power!"
"Why?" Ziva asked.
"To get to Harker. I thought if you were all distracted I could get to him! Didn't know all the doors would lock shut!"
"Why did you want to get to Harker?" Gibbs questioned.
Jason sighed, knowing there was no going back. He had to tell the truth. "To kill him."
"You decided to kill someone when he was surrounded by federal agents?" Gibbs couldn't believe what he was hearing. The man in front of him was either the bravest criminal or the most stupid that he'd ever met.
"There wasn't another choice! I didn't have another chance to kill him before he went to jail."
"But why did you want to kill him?"
"Because he killed my brother!"
It only took Gibbs a few seconds to process this new information but it still didn't make a lot of sense. "Let me get this straight, you're Gareth Peterson's brother?" Jason nodded. "And Gareth killed Michael Harker's brother Richard; Michael killed Gareth in revenge, so you're here to kill Michael to avenge Gareth?" Jason nodded again. "And I thought I had seen it all." Gibbs shook his head. "Ziva cuff him, I've had enough brotherly love for one day."
Ziva nodded and instantly grabbed Jason's hands, pulling them behind his back painfully. It was all his fault she'd spent the evening in the dark. She snapped the cuffs on with a satisfied smile. "Stay with him, if he so much as sneezes I want you to shoot him," Gibb ordered.
"Where are you going?" Jenn asked, her hands placed on her hips. She'd watched Gibbs gallivant around the building, taking charge and practically ignoring her authority. It was time to re-take control of the situation.
"Tony and McGee are still MIA, Jenn, I'm going after them"
"Without back up?"
"I am the back up!" Gibbs replied. He stuck his gun back on his belt and ran towards the stairwell.