HERE IS THE NEW CHAPTER.
Admiral sat in the interrogation room pissed off, his hands were cuffed to the table. Ziva had tossed him into the room and left, that was two hours ago. "you can't keep me here forever!"
Ziva walked in tossing a file onto the table, making no move to sit down. "so it appears you and Michael have a history together."
"I don't know what you are talking about." Admiral shrugged.
"really." She opened the file. "we found out Michael's father served with you and after his father was killed, you took it upon yourself to help-no to clear his path within the marines." She took a seat before him. "look I couldn't care less of what happened between Michael and you, but I do care as to where he is."
Admiral leaned forward. "like I told your boss I don't know."
Ziva smirked. "fine, an agent will come and pull you out later." Stopping at the door she turned to him. "I suggest you put on a pretty face for the cameras."
"what-what! What cameras?" Admiral yelped.
"well the media is having a field day with the attack of your son, even more so when they find out his own father had a hand in it." ziva smirked.
Admiral McGee was stun shut. "you can't do this! I had nothing to do with his attack!"
"hiding the man that attacked your son makes you an accomplice." Ziva moved towards the table leaning close to him. "for once in your miserable life do the right thing. Because let me tell you that this is not the right thing. McGee is in what might be his death bed and you are in here hiding that bastard." Walking towards the door once more she opened it calling over her shoulder. "when you make up your mind just give me a call." With that she walked out reuniting with tony in the observation room.
"I was hoping for some ninja moves." Tony teased.
Ziva scoffed. "no that would have just made him close off even more."
"you think this kind of approach will work?" tony was sure a more aggressive approach would work better.
"yes, he is all about image and presentation. Tell the media that he was involved in Tim's attack would not make him look good. In other words, the most important thing to him is his reputation." Ziva explained, tony nodded now he got it. it wasn't long before the man in question called for ziva.
Wiping the smirk off her face she walked into the room, crossing her arms across her chest she leaned against the mirror staring at him.
"I will tell you what you want, but you must clear my name from any and all accusations." Admiral McGee demanded.
Ziva rolled her eyed, but nodded. "very well. Now where is Michael?"
The man leaned back in his chair. "there is a cabin up in the northern national parks, he bought it just last year. No one, but me and him know of that cabin. Last time I saw him he told me that is where he will be staying."
"what involvement does he have with all of this?"
He just shrugged. "all I know is that the ones who did do this work for him. I don't know names or faces so don't waste your breath."
Ziva gritted her teeth it took all her will power not to jump over the table and hurt him. Tossing him the pen and paper she growled. "I want the coordination's to the cabin." Once he wrote them she bolted out of the room. She knew it was a bad idea, but Gibbs would kill her if she didn't inform him. So with a deep breath she pulled her phone out and called the man.
Ducky, Sarah and her mother walked in and out of the room in the durations of the hours. Gibbs was the only one that stayed seated in his chair, not once taking his eyes or hand off him. So it was natural for him to jump at the sound of his phone, cursing under his breath he answered. "Gibbs."
"jet, its me."
Clearing his throat, he sat up. "what is it? did he say anything?"
Ziva sighed. "yes we have a lead, we are not 100% sure he will be there."
Gibbs looked around relived to see ducky. "I'm on my way, ducky will stay with Tim."
Knowing it would be a waste of saliva she decided not to argue. "we will wait for you then. Give Tim a hug for me please."
"of course." Gibbs smiled, but wiped it off as a nurse walked by. Giving her a quick bye he turned back to the room, spotting ducky. "ducky I have to leave for a bit. Could you stay here with him?"
"of course Jethro." Ducky nodded.
Gibbs leaned over brushing Tim's hair back. "I'll be back Tim, don't go anywhere." Giving ducky a squeeze on the shoulder he rushed out of the room. The whole drive back to work Gibbs repeated over and over not to shoot on sight. For one it would be against the rule and he was not in the mood of having Leon on his ass. Second he deserved a much slower death for what he did. Arriving Gibbs didn't even have to climb out for tony and ziva were already waiting for him, the moment they climbed in he squealed out following the direction ziva gave him. It wasn't long before they reached the woods, Gibbs climbed out reaching for his gun he froze and cursed in the haste of Tim being in the hospital he left his gun in his desk.
Ziva smirked as she pulled out his gun from behind her back. "looking for this?"
Gibbs gave her a small smile as he reached for it, checking the clip and loading it they began the small walk toward the cabin ziva and tony on his six, it felt wrong not having Tim within their group. Raising his fist, he silently ordered them to stop. Right ahead of them was a simple brown logged cabin, dropping to their knees Gibbs watched for any movement within or near the cabin. Just as they were about to move the door from the cabin. Gibbs froze at the person walking out of the cabin.
'This has got to be some sick joke' Gibbs thought.