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Chapter 17
"McGee!" Gibbs voice boomed across the entrance hall of the hospital as he strode in purposefully.
McGee's head snapped up and he looked at Gibbs with a expression which can only be compared to a rabbit in the headlights.
"Um Boss?" He questioned timdly, he received a slap on the head.
"Tell me what happened McGee." Gibbs voice was quieter now but it had not lost its menacing edge.
"Well I was in the cafeteria, when I left Ziva was alone sleeping but she was being kept under close supervision by the nurses." McGee started.
"Not close enough." Gibbs grumbled
"I must have been gone for 10 minutes and when I returned Ziva was gone, there were signs of a struggle and her IV was ripped out. I have reviewed the CCTV footage and seen 2 men wearing civilian clothes and Ski masks take Ziva and drag her out of the delivery entrance round the back of the hospital."
"Why the hell didn't the hospital staff pick up on anything?" Gibbs explained.
"I think I can answer that one Jethro," It was at this moment Ducky stepped forward "They were attending to a man who had gone into sudden cardiac arrest several doors down from Tony, like you Jethro I am wary of coincidences so I reviewed the mans body and I smelt foul play so I sent the tox screen to Abby and she confirmed my suspicions. The man was injected with a snake poison, he obviously paid the ultimate price for Ziva's kidnapping to go off without a hitch. These are no ametures Jethro, this is high class work." Ducky stopped studying Gibbs' expression tyring to read the man who he counted as his closest friend.
"McGee," Gibbs started his voice barely more than a whisper " Close of the scene, bag and tag and take the photographs."
"Already have boss," McGee nodded his head towards the large pile of evidence which waited inside Tony's room. "And I swept for fingerprints, it came up with nothing the place must have been wiped Boss…"
Gibbs sighed, McGee looked at him with a worried expression on his face, Gibbs looked sullen and tied, all of this seemed so wrong for him, Gibbs always had the answers, he never lost his cool and he could always be relied on to get the job done. But as McGee studied the man infront of him more carefully all he could see was a man in freefall, he wasn't able to control the events which were escalating around him.
"Tell Duck he has got another body back at NCIS." Gibbs stated breaking McGee's thoughts.
"Another case boss?" McGee asked.
"It will be." Gibbs answered back, after seeing McGee's confused face he elaborated "I am sure there is going to be an investigation into why Leon Vance is laying on a slab in Autopsy."
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Ziva felt the van slow down beneath her as it came to a gradual stop. She heard the rear doors being flung open with force and she was roughly manhandled by two men. She didn't put up a fight she simply became a dead weight in their arms, she lost all sense of direction as she was dragged down corridors and down stairs. The bag on her head meant all light was cut out, Ziva wanted to rip the bag off but she resisted, letting the men carry her deeper into the labyrinth.
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Tony lay slumped in his chair, all of his energy had been sucked from his body, he sat there desperately trying to keep his eyes open against the cloak of tiredness that surrounded him, for he knew that if he let it swallow him he would probably never return.
But even so by each passing minute it was becoming harder and harder to resist, perhaps he should just give in? Perhaps that would be the best option. Tony snorted, it was obvious that Gibbs didn't care for him, otherwise he would have saved him by now. Ziva was safe and that was all that mattered to him, probably Gibbs as well. It was obvious Ziva had always been Gibbs' favourite, the one he would confide in, the one he could rely on to have his six. What was he to Gibbs? The head slappable frat boy in the corner who would occasionally say something helpful, but more often than not just land the team deeper into trouble. He was not important, people probably preferred it he was dead.
Tony then began to count people who would notice his absence from their lives. Tony was shocked by how very short the list was. Team Gibbs was top of the list but they would move on bounce back like they always do. He was an only child and his mother was dead, his father who cared very little for him would only see Tony's elimination as a cancellation to the heir of his wealth, nothing more. Tony's old Baltimore buddies wouldn't think much more of it. They still resented him for leaving and joining NCIS.
Tony began to feel a tear form in his eye as he realised how little he had achieved with his life. How much time he had wasted watching movies or chasing after short skirts. Instead he had ignored the important things, the things that matter.
Tony's cell door burst open and a hooded body was dragged in. One of the men dragged a wooden chair and slammed in front of Tony, the person was tied on to the frame. The two men inspected their handiwork before heading towards the door. One man grabbed the sack and yanked it upwards.
Tony's eyes snapped open and he stared as if it were a dream, there sat perhaps the only thing in the world that could make Tony's heart plummet towards the sky and sink like a stone all at the same time. There sat Ziva David.
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