Chapter 3
Over the next two days it was the same routine. Called out to investigate the human bodies, fighting and defeating the different shaped heartless and coming back to examine evidence and gather clues so they could find the source.
Today it all started in the office. Sora was snoozing in a wheelie chair, placed in between Tony and McGee's desks, his head was back and his arms were slack at his sides. 'He's exhausted.' Ziva commented as she sat back in her office chair, putting her elbow on the arm of her chair and leaning her cheek on her hand, thoughfully.
'He would be after running around constantly running around with an oversized key in big shoes.' Tony said, grinning to himself. He wobbled his head and he typed. Sora snorted and shifted.
'Stop it Tony, He has helped a lot with this case. All we can do for him is, give him a place to sleep and eat and recuperate.' McGee Scowled and swivelled in his chair to face the boy as Gibbs strode in.
'Has Abby got anything?' Ziva asked. McGee touched two buttons on and the pictures were transferred onto the big screen. Gibbs stopped in front of it and glanced at him, sipping on his take-away coffee.
'Not anything new, just the same. Scorched flesh surrounding the wound, the wound is a deep gash across the body.' Gibbs said facing the screen, awaiting more information.
'Well all we have is that the heartless only seem to be targeting navy personnel with the exception of one civilian, which was in the right place at the wrong time.' McGee said pointing the photo of a young woman. 'She was in a relationship with the navy seaman. He was to leave on a long voyage and she came to say goodbye and, yeah.' McGee looked down and cleared his throat. 'That's all we-' He was cut off as Gibbs phone rang.
Gibbs picked it up. 'Agent Gibbs.' He said, and then listened. A couple of seconds later he snapped it shut and up it back in his pocket. 'We got another one.' Ziva grabbed her coat and McGee and Tony did the same. As Gibbs turned and walked past Sora, he put his hand on the boy's shoulder, waking him. 'Let's go.'
Sora sat up strait, rubbed eyes and followed the NCIS crew.
Sora stared out the window of the NCIS van as they drove through the busy city streets. The sun reflected off the glass windows of stores, stinging his eyes, but he didn't care, he was tired and wanted to have a proper sleep. 'Oh.' Sora said remembering something.
Tony and Ziva, who were both in the back with him, looked at him. Sora reached into one of his many pockets and brought out and small bottle filled with a thick, bright blue liquid and a star shaped object attached to a chian.
'Tony, I know you thought I was joking the other day, but if or rather when you see my friends could you please give them these. This-' Sora said, holding up the bottle, 'is an Ether, could you please give it to Donald, he'll know what to do with it, and this-' he said holding up the other object, 'is something that was given to me by a friend could you please give it to both of them?' Sora held them out to Tony. Ziva looked surprised and McGee glanced in the side view mirror form the front.
'Y-yeah, uh, sure.' Tony said taking the objects from the boy and stuffing them into his own pockets.
The rest of the ride was silent.
When they reached the big gray navy ship, they all piled out of the care with Sora stifling a cough. Tony stared at his back and Sora clasped his hand together behind his neck.
At the crime scene it was the same kind of evidence with only one difference. The body was in a pool of water. They NCIS crew waited; usually if they waited long enough a heartless would appear.
They waited an hour then decided to leave. They packed up their gear and stretched. Tony chuckled. 'Hey guys. I think I have a joke coming on… Why di-' Everyone (with the exception of Gibbs) groaned and Ziva face palmed. That was when a roar sounded and the whole ship shook.
Everyone gasped and ran up to the deck. Sora hesitated at the door, he knew what was coming, he had seen it too many times before. When he walked out there he saw the NCIS team staring up with their mouths agape.
It was the giant heartless from before.