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Chapter 8
Making it out of the Navy yard was one thing. But where to go next that was the question.
He drove as far and as fast as he could. Stopping for five minutes to disable the GPS on the car he had stolen and throwing his phone away.
He drove to the far side of Rock Creek Park and got out of the car but his legs wouldn't hold him up and he sank in a heap by the drivers' side door and where no one could see him and Tony cried.
He wiped his eyes angrily, 'OK DiNozzo, so you've lost your job and your family. But McGee still needs you. Get a grip, find him.' He said to himself.
He sat trying to remember the pictures Tim had pulled up on the plasma; He remembered the area of the beltway where Tim had thought they could be. He figured his only chance would be to get there, get Tim out and then go on the run…Gibbs had been right the evidence against him was too damning even though he knew he was innocent he couldn't see his way out of it 'and lets face it why bother.' He said to himself. The job and the family he'd built were the only things keeping him around.
He grabbed a map out of the glove compartment, marked off the area he remembered, dusted himself off and got back in the car.
Gibb staggered out of the elevator and walked towards Abby, Ziva and Dave in the bullpen.
"Tony's escaped. He's taken a car from the yard, put a BOLO on it." He barked and Ziva turned her attention to the computer.
Abby picked up the phone and called Ducky to check out the wound on Gibbs' head.
"Abbs, run a trace on the GPS in the car and in Tony's cell." Abby nodded and got to work.
"There's nothing Gibbs," Abby told him, "He must have disabled it." She looked distraught but had managed not to say anything as Gibbs was twice as gruff as normal. Tony's betrayal had cut them all.
Dave had made a call and had some of his CIA personnel looking for both his children and DiNozzo.
"Gibbs! We've got them." He called and jumped up from his seat.
Tim pushed Sarah further into the corner trying to keep himself physically between this man and his sister.
"Who are you?" He demanded,
The man stepped further into the light and Tim felt his knees start to buckle. He started shaking, "No…No…. Stay away!" He screamed, "You're not real!" his terror was coming of him in waves and was affecting Sarah. Everything, the whole house started to shake like it was in an earthquake.
"Timmy, Son….You know I'm real," The man said.
Tim held his head, yes he knew the man was real, but he was also the man in his nightmares as a child.
"D…..Dad?" he whimpered. "No…please, no." Tim curled up in a ball, trying to shield Sarah from the emotions and memories that were assailing him. Desperately trying not to lose control of his abilities.
Ex-Admiral Matthew McGee looked at his two freaks cowering in the corner and smiled evilly. He still hated the boy.
He had loved his son once, until when he was eight and his sister had been born. Their mother had just brought the new baby home and Tim had bonded with her at once, his parents had gotten into an argument over Matt's drinking and Matt had walked into the nursery and caught Tim using his abilities on a crib mobile.
Matt was furious he'd only finished the room a few weeks before and now the boy was going to break it.
He had grabbed Tim by the hair and dragged him down the hall to the kitchen and proceeded to beat the boy.
Maggie, his mother had tried to defend her son and Tim's raw untrained power had erupted from out of him causing the microwave beside his mother to explode. Killing her instantly.
For the next few years Tim had been the constant recipient of his fathers' abuse, protecting Sarah all he could until at 12 he had taken that aptitude test at school and gone with Sarah to live with Dave. When Matt had discovered that Sarah had the same freak abilities as her brother he couldn't wait to hand them over. The one hundred thousand dollar pay off had helped make his mind up too.
At 16, Tim had gone back to see his dad, Dave had forbidden it but Tim had remembered his mother and wanted to see if his father would tell him where she was buried. Sarah had been asking as well and that had been the catalyst for him finally going to his childhood home and confronting his dad.
Matt had opened the door to see his son standing on the step.
"Hi dad, can we talk." Tim had said and followed his father as he had let him into the house.
Matt had been incredulous the freak had come back and was demanding answers about his beloved Maggie. The boy had no right, He'd killed her and now here he was asking for photos!
Matt had seen red. His temper had flared and before he even knew what was happening he was in his back yard being pulled of the bloody, battered and unconscious body of his son.
Tim version of these memories were assailing him, and Sarah was sat at a telepathic ring side seat, tears streaming down her face as she realized for the first time the type of man her biological father was and what her brother had done to their mother.
She sent waves of love to her brother, she knew how much he had loved his mother and how being 8 years old he hadn't been responsible for the accident in the kitchen, she tried to help him keep a hold on his sanity as all of this washed over him.
"Tim?" She put her arms around him trying to physically ground him and she could feel his anguish drawing power from her.
Matthew McGee smirked. This was going to be easier than he had thought. The freaks would set off the bomb and everyone would know what they were, and the resulting fall out would show people how The Way would make life better for everyone. He had known ever since Maggie had appeared to him in a dream that this was why the freaks had been born. As their father it was his job to find people to help in their cause and use his children to bring peace to the world and as their father become the savior of mankind.
Gibbs, Dave and Ziva headed for the area that Dave's CIA Agents had told him his son was being held.
They pulled up, down the road as the Agents regrouped with their boss.
"Sir, we've been here for an hour. A dark sedan pulled up about 5 minutes ago with one male inside. But apart from that nothing." The Agents said to Dave and Gibbs.
The taller of the two Agents handed Dave a set of binoculars and he looked at the man in the sedan down the road.
"Gibbs, I think it's DiNozzo." He said passing the other man the Binoculars.
Gibbs drew his gun, "Ziva you're with the Director. Get in there and find McGee and his sister. Get them out before they set that bomb off!" he barked, "I'll take DiNozzo."
Tony drew Gibbs' gun and walked around the outside of the house, He kicked in the kitchen door and shot, the two men in the kitchen.
Both Jerry and Rob had been sitting at the kitchen table listening to the screams of the younger man in the room with the girl and the maniacal laughter of the older man, their illustrious leader, when the back door had been kicked in and their part in any future world domination ended.
Tony wanted to go to Tim, but he saw the bomb and remembered what Dave had said about both Sarah and Tim being able to set the bomb off, if pushed beyond their mental limits and he realized if Tim did set off the bomb both him and Sarah would be dead. Not thinking about anything else he grabbed the bomb and ran, pushing Gibbs to the floor as he hurtled out of the back door.
"Tony Freeze!" Gibbs yelled pointing a gun at him. Tony didn't stop but kept running not knowing how far out of range he needed to get the bomb.