I open my eyes, which are sticky, and my head is throbbing. Dizziness consumes me and I vomit, all over the floor beside me. My hands and feet are tied to a chair. I look around, and see Dr. Waterfield and Staff Sergeant Waterfield.
I don't say a word, just stare at them.
"Glad you woke up, agent Todd." Says Dr. Waterfield
I still say nothing.
"We're going to make a deal with NCIS. If they let us go, we let you go." Dr. Waterfield continues.
"But first, you have to tell us about what you know. About me and my family."
I still stare at her.
Evan comes over and smacks me across the right side of my face. I feel my lip split and run my tongue along the cut, the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth.
Behind me, I am slowly unknotting the ropes that bind me.
"Tell us what your team's names are." Demands Mrs. Waterfield
"Never." I growl.
Another hit sends more blood down my nose, and I groan.
I manage to unknot my wrist.
"How did you figure us out?" demands Mrs. Waterfield again
"With my gut." I growl, standing up and swinging my chair around, shattering it on Evan's ribcage, before I punch Mrs. Waterfield. I take her arm and swing her around into her husband who just recovered from my chair beating.
Both collapse onto the floor, and the door is broken down, Tony and Gibbs both pointing their guns in. I breathe a sigh of relief. Gibbs and McGee run in and cuff the couple, while Tony runs over to check my wounds. He touches my cheek, wiping some of the blood off.
"Are you okay Kit-Kat?" he whispers, concern lacing his voice.
I nod, as dizziness sweeps through me, and I pass out into Tony's arms.
