Dangerous Measures
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Fornell walked into observation and growled through the mirror at the man on the other side. He glanced at Tony, then back at the other man.
"How's your head?" Tony asked
"Dr. Mallard said I have a concussion and suggested I go home with someone to watch over me," Fornell replied, gingerly touching the side of his head
"He's letting you go home?" Tony asked in disbelief
"He threatened to take me to hospital," Fornell grumbled
"You're starting to sound like Gibbs," Tony commented
When they had stormed the house, the arrest had been somewhat anti-climatic. Well, somewhat. The men had suspected something was going to go down and were prepared. Tony had kicked the door open and Fornell was the first inside. He didn't have time to react to the baseball bat that was swung at his head. Thankfully Jones hadn't had enough room to swing and the hit wasn't as bad as it could've been. Once Jones and Hobson were arrested, they'd attended to Fornell, who insisted he didn't need an ambulance. He'd been unsteady on his feet as he walked to his car, so Tony drove him to NCIS, where Fornell had agreed the interrogation should take place.
Fornell touched his head again and winced, "Yeah, it's just another thing we have in common. Only it wasn't my third ex-wife who did it,"
Tony smiled, looking back through the window.
Fornell sighed, "Dr. Mallard doesn't want me interrogating them. I think you should have a go at Hobson first, he's the most likely to break,"
Tony nodded, watching the man a bit longer before walking out. Fornell watched as Tony walked into the interrogation room and sat down, shuffling through some folders. As he looked up at Hobson, his cell rang. Tony silently cursed at the timing.
"DiNozzo," he answered
"Hi, it's Ben – I rang earlier," Ben said on the other end of the phone, "I just went to the garage and showed one of the guys there a picture of your mechanic. The guy recognized him, told me your mechanic worked on both cars and may have had contact with them,"
"May have?" Tony asked
"He said it depends on who else was there," Ben replied, "I've also sent the autopsy report and lab results from the cases to your office, they should be arriving sometime today or tomorrow,"
"Okay, thanks for the heads up," Tony responded
"Wait! Don't hang up yet!" Ben said quickly, knowing that Tony was about to, "Your boss is no longer in the hospital. He was transported to prison a few hours ago,"
Tony closed his eyes, "Okay, thanks," he said as he hung up
Tony turned back to Hobson with a smile on his face, "So, why did you do it?"
"Do what?" Hobson asked
"Why did you kill Collins, Robbins and Wicks? Then set Special Agent Gibbs up to take the fall?" Tony asked
Hobson rolled his eyes, "You can't prove anything,"
"I can't?" Tony asked, raising his eyebrows, "We found your blood at the crime scene. We have evidence that you were in contact with all three victims before you killed them,"
"That doesn't prove anything. Circumstantial, at best," Hobson replied
Tony smiled again, "I haven't finished yet. See, we also know you've been in contact with Passer, who has a serious grudge against Gibbs. His fingerprints were found at the crime scene, which by the way, throws your eyewitness story out of the water,"
"So?" Hobson asked
"And we know about the other people you killed. See, when you leave blood at a crime scene, it is analyzed and stored in the database. Your blood matched six murders, the two in Baltimore, the one here, and three others," Tony explained
Hobson scoffed, "You haven't taken my blood yet, you have no proof,"
Tony appeared to think about it, "Yeah, you're right, we have no solid proof yet," he snapped his fingers at the door. The door opened and Ducky walked in, "But I'm sure you won't have to wait long," Tony continued as if Ducky wasn't there
"You can't do this," Hobson growled, backing away from Ducky
"Sure we can. We have a warrant," Tony said with a grin
"It won't prove anything," Hobson protested as Ducky finally reached him, putting an elastic cord around his arm
"You let us decide that," Tony replied
"Hold still," Ducky said politely, rubbing alcohol over his arm and jabbing the syringe into it
"You're not going to find anything," Hobson said, as Ducky withdrew his blood
Tony hummed, "Well whilst we're checking out your stories, you can think about what you've said to us, maybe revise a few things, make up a few different stories. With the way things are going, you won't see daylight again,"
"There you go, lad," Ducky said quietly, taking the syringe out and undoing the band
"If you tell us what happened, I just might be able to save you from the gas chamber," Tony suggested as he walked out with Ducky
Gibbs walked through the prison, ignoring all the jeers, whistles and looks in his direction. He straightened his back and held his head high, telling himself that he'd get through it. When he'd arrived there, the chains around his ankles and waist had been removed, leaving only the cuffs on. His personal gear had been bagged and listed in front of him. Then he'd been given another set of orange clothes, "Department of Corrections" labeled on the back.
He followed the officer in front of him up a set of stairs, along a corridor and up another set of stairs. As he reached the top of the stairs, Gibbs was breathing heavily as his lungs told him that they hadn't fully recovered yet.
"Thompson!" the officer behind him called
The man in front of him turned around and stopped, taking in the sight of Gibbs leaning against the wall with beads of sweat littered over his face. Gibbs closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before standing up straight again.
"Let's get moving," Thompson growled, glaring at Gibbs
Gibbs returned the glare, not intimidated in the least by the man in front of him, "After you," he said coolly, still trying to get his breath back
Gibbs followed Thompson as he turned around and continued walking in the same direction as before. A few corridors and another set of stairs later, they stopped at a set of bars that ran the length of the corridor.
"Hey, Jack!" Thompson called
They heard some shuffling then another man appeared, about the same size as Tony, but had McGee's baby face. "Hey, Thompson!" Jack responded, grabbing his keys.
"I have a present for you," Thompson said with a grin, "This is Mr. Gibbs, he'll be staying with you for tonight,"
"I don't get to keep him longer?" Jack asked, unlocking the door as he sized Gibbs up
"Nope. He's going back to DC to face the music," Thompson responded
"Oh yeah. I've heard about you," Jack said, looking at Gibbs, "You're the one who killed that doctor and two other guys,"
Thompson walked in and through to the desk on the left hand side of the room, "Yeah, he used to be a federal agent. He thinks he's innocent, but I think he lost a few marbles and snapped,"
Jack followed Thompson to the desk and signed it, then turned back to Gibbs, "Well, are you just gonna stand there?"
The officer behind Gibbs pushed him through into the room and left with Thompson. Gibbs turned around and watched them go, closing the door of bars behind them.
"So, why'd you do it?" Jack asked, unlocking the cuffs around his wrists
Gibbs watched him for a while, "I didn't," when Jack rolled his eyes, Gibbs continued, "But I bet you hear that a lot. Everybody in prison is supposed to be innocent,"
Jack nodded his head in agreement, "Occasionally we do get some guys who confess though and are proud of what they did,"
Gibbs sighed and rubbed his wrists as Jack tossed the cuffs at the counter, "Well, let's get you settled in, eh?" Gibbs nodded and followed Jack past a few other cells and into an empty one, "This is you,"
Gibbs threw the other clothes in a heap and sat on the bed.
"Sweet dreams," Jack said as walked out and closed and locked the door behind him
"Oh, I'll certainly be having sweet dreams, thinking of you," the man in the cell next to him called out, then chuckled
Gibbs looked around the cell and sighed, damn, he hoped the team had found something, he didn't know how long he'd last if he had to live like this.
That's it for chapter 12!...Hope you liked it! Please review! Tell me what you think
