Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS! There I've said it. I have no connection to this show other than this idea that I have created.
A/N: Here is where everything starts heating up. (future spoiler alert)
McGee's apartment 2AM
Waking up with that annoying middle of the night feeling, Amy climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom to empty her bladder. As she re-entered the bedroom, she saw the phone lit up and vibrating on the nightstand, beside the bed.
'2AM' she thought as she reached for the phone. However that was her last thought before everything went dark.
Meanwhile at NCIS…
McGee was going through the camera footage from the hotel when he noticed something. "Boss, I've got something." He told Gibbs bringing the footage up on the plasma. The video being played showed a man enter Samuel's hotel room #212, only to exit 2 minutes later.
"Ziva, have Abby run his face through the system. See if she can get a hit."
"Okay."
"Hey Probie," said Tony, "shouldn't you be calling the squirt right about now?" he said to McGee when he noticed the time. McGee looked at his watch and picked up the phone to call Amy. However, there was no answer. After hearing several rings, he disconnected the call and put on his jacket, quickly leaving the bullpen.
"McGee?" Tony called after him. "Where ya going?"
"Is everything all right?" Ziva asked Tony as she came back up from the lab. "Is something wrong with the droplet?"
"The term is squirt Ziva," Tony corrected the former assassin, "And to answer your question, I'm not sure. I'm gonna find out though." He said to her before tearing off after McGee.
The two men arrived back at the apartment and what they found was bad. The cell phone was knocked on the floor, halfway under McGee's bed and Amy was nowhere in sight.