Abby and I didn't get any evidence she hadn't looked over yet for a few hours so we spent the time to talk, well gossip really, about the secret, and not-so-secret, lives of all of my teammates. We both agreed that Ziva had been in love with the sailor that died, that McGee was going to end up dating that small town girl Ruby, that the director was in love with Gibbs, but used to have a thing with this La Gromui guy. In the end all we had left to talk about was my ex-coworkers. Luckily that topic was avoided when everyone, I mean everyone, showed up in the lab. It was a little…full.
Tony, in typical Dinozzo fashion, made sure that I wasn't anywhere near Mac. How did he do this? You may ask. He squished me in between him and dad. Awkward. I rolled my eyes and got out from this little protect Lindsay sandwich. While Dad may not have known about me and Mac he's not stupid he can tell that I'm uncomfortable around my old team. I moved over to the left of Stella next to Hawkes. Abby started showing pictures of the suspect in his glasses that she had pulled from hotel security tapes from the latest scene. Only she didn't pull of the right pictures.
Last week she and I had gone out and gotten really drunk because… well just because I suppose. Don't get me wrong I'm not a drunk or anything. In fact I haven't done that since college only I was sad about missing my New York friends and its kind of hard to miss someone when you cant even remember your own name.
The patron of the bar knows us pretty well because we both bartended for him in college so he found it greatly amusing to take pictures of us dancing… on the bar. He sent them to Abby and we had a good laugh over them intending to delete them later. But I guess Abby forgot cause there they were displayed on the big screen in the room, to the shock of its inhabitants. Abby quickly switched to the right pictures and acted like nothing had happened. But I could see the smirk on Tony's face and Danny's and Don's so I could tell this wasn't going to be the last time the pictures were brought up. Dad really only looked amused, he knows that when Abby and I drink, especially together we get a little wild. But just a little. I didn't dare look at anyone else's reactions.
When Abby finished the pictures we both looked at each other. She smiled and signed 'run for it?' I nodded and we crept towards the door. We turned around and ran towards the stairs. It takes to long to wait for the elevator. We decided that we would have to come back soon so we would just go to my dad's desk and camp out under it. Strange, I know. But then again so are we. We stopped at the candy machine, loaded up on junk and got under his desk. It wasn't long before they were all back upstairs. I knew that dad already knew we were here because he discreetly passed two Caf-Pows! Down to us. We smiled and took them. I heard Stella say, "Should we maybe look for them? I mean what if we need evidence examined?" I could see dad's smirk and tried to hold back my own. We looked a little to much alike when we both did that at the same time. He replied, "Oh I already know where they are and we'll leave them be…for now." Abby and I smiled and silently high-fived each other. Except that Abby gets very bouncy sometimes and she accidentally hit her head on the desk. She shouted out a quick, "ow!" I tried to hold in my laugh except it was to funny.
Tony came over and looked under the desk. He smiled at us and said, "Any room for me?" Dad smacked the back of his head and made us get out. We pouted at him; Something both Abby and I have learned: alone our pouts are useless but together we could get him to do anything. Anything at all. He rolled his eyes and said, "What?" We smiled and said, "We want to go visit Madame director." It really freaks him out when we talk at the same time. Normally Abby and I are opposites, sometimes we act alike but our opposite personalities keep us friends. He nodded and shouted as we ran up the stairs, "Knock First!" We got up there and went barging in.
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Meanwhile down in the bullpen: Mac's POV
The New York team stared up after them with curiosity. They had all seen how tough Gibbs was so why did Lindsay and this lab tech get so much leeway. Tony must have seen their confusion and said, "Lindsay is his daughter and Abby is….Abby." They seemed to understand most of that so they all got back to work. Mac though was contemplating this. How did Dinozzo know so much about Lindsay. Wait…wasn't Dinozzo the guy he had seen Lindsay with at the diner. Yes! He was. They didn't really seem like they were dating then so what had changed? He didn't like the thought of Lindsay dating this guy. There didn't seem to be anything really wrong with him, but Lindsay was…Lindsay was special. No one could be good enough for her. Peyton touched his arm and he looked at her. She smiled and said, "What's wrong?" He smiled back and replied, "Nothing, I though you were going down to talk shop with the M.E.?" She frowned a little and said, "I was going to but he seemed…distant. I don't know but he seemed to know a lot more about me than I him. I guess Lindsay has told him all about everyone in New York" Mac frowned a little. Why would the M.E. even care?
He heard Gibbs say to Dinozzo, "Tony take Linds out to dinner tonight. Distract her or something." Tony smiled and nodded. So were they dating then? He didn't know why but for some reason his gut clenched at that thought. I heard a shriek come from upstairs and whipped around to see Lindsay and the lab tech being led down the stairs by a man with two guns. They didn't look very afraid. I heard him ask them, "How do you want to die? Fast?" he pointed the guns at their heads, "or slow," He pointed them at their stomachs. Lindsay looked at him defiantly and replied, "Oh we wont be the ones dieing today." He laughed at her and said, "Oh yeah who do you think is going to save you?"
"Me" a voice from behind him said. All of the sudden three consecutive gun shots rang out. From three different people. Gibbs, Officer Davide, and Dinozzo. They had all shot him. Lindsay's face lost the protective mask and she got tears in her eyes. Gibbs gathered her and Abby up in his arms and led them over to the elevator. He pushed them in and hit the button for Abby's lab. They started to descend and Gibbs came back. I could see the anger, the pure rage on his face. He snarled at Tony, "I wanna know who that shit was ten minutes ago Dinozzo." Dinozzo ran off, presumably to find out and Gibbs ran to the stairs.
My team stood there with shock on their faces. Most of them had never had to use their weapons before and here they just saw an entire team pull theirs.
Stella let out a loud breath and ran to the elevator. "Stella" I shouted, "Where do you think you're going." She glared back at me and replied, "To check on Lindsay. Some of us actually care about her Mac." I was shocked. What made her think I didn't care?
The rest of the team, save Peyton and I went down to check on her as well. Peyton looked at me and said, "Mac maybe we should take off the rest of the night." I agreed and we quickly went out to one of the rented car to find a restaurant. On the way though I saw Lindsay at her car getting in. She was alone. She didn't seem to be crying anymore but she was clearly shell-shocked. I told Peyton to go ahead and went to talk to her.
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Lindsay's POV
Being held hostage can really shake a girl up. When we had gone up to see the director he was already in her office. She was fine but refusing to answer his questions. He took me and Abs and marched us down the stairs.
Luckily he was taken out in time and Dad took care of me and Abbs. When the whole team got down to the lab I had to get away. I told them all I was fine, just tired.. Abby could tell I was lying but she let it slide and let me go. I went out to my car and got inside.
I laid my head on the steering wheel and closed my eyes. I almost screamed when I heard a knock on the passenger door window. It was Mac, and he looked like he wanted to talk. I unlocked the door and he got in. I looked him in the eyes and said, "Not here." He understood that I didn't want to start my emotional rollercoaster in the parking garage at NCIS. He replied, "Your apartment then." I nodded, sighed and started the car. This was going to be a long night.