Title: Under Cover Lovers
Author: Ashley
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: T (Rating may change in later chapters)
Ship: Gibbs/Tony Abby/Ziva
Summary: When Gibbs and Tony are abducted while undercover by a deranged killer that forces his victims to sleep together, will they be able to survive the challenges after they are rescued?
Warnings: Slash, violence
Authors note: I've had this on my mind for a while… I can't believe I am finally getting it posted! Please read and review and let me know if I should continue!
I kept my eyes shut tightly, trying to ignore the pounding in my head and focusing more on the warm body in my arms. Suddenly the events of the night came rushing back at me. It was day number two, and Tony and I needed to discuss what we were going to do if we were still here the coming day.
"Tony, wake up Babe." I gently shook the younger man in my arms. Tony blinked up at me, confusedly for a moment, before realization dawned in his eyes. "You okay?" Tony shook his head and buried his face back against my chest.
"No, I'm not okay." I brought his face up to mine and gently pressed a kiss to his lips, the corner's of my mouth almost quirking up as he closed his eyes and leaned into the kiss. "Where the hell is the team?" He whispered, his lips moving against mine.
"They'll be here soon, we have to have faith in that." I wrapped my arms tighter around him and pulled him close to me, carding my hand through his hair gently. "But we need to talk about what happens tomorrow if they aren't back." Tony nodded and I could feel his arms tightening around my waist.
"We're going to have to go through with it Jethro, besides, I would rather it be you than one of them." I pressed a gentle kiss to the top of Tony's head.
"Are you sure Tony, I don't want you to have to do this, but I told you yesterday that anything I do from now on, I do it out of love." Tony looked back up at me. "I know that I'm a lot older than you Tony, and I don't want you to do this just to save our asses, I will do everything that I can to get you out of here, no matter what happens. If you are just saying this shit to save us… I'll get us out without you having too…" I dropped my eyes, feeling unusually insecure. I felt Tony's hand on my face and I looked back up at him.
"Hey, don't talk like that. I really do love you Jethro." I nodded and leaned back against the wall, I brought Tony as close as possible to my chest, whispering reassurances to him.
I prayed to a God that I had long ago stopped believing in that the team would soon arrive. For Tony's sake as well as mine.
POV CHANGE
I pressed a gentle kiss to the top of Abby's head, and gently shut the door to her office. Director Sheppard was standing in the middle of Abby's lab, waiting for me.
"Well?" I sighed and sat down in Abby's abandoned chair.
"There is no evidence pointing to any other suspect then our killer." I ran my hand over my face, leaning back into the chair. It had already been twenty four hours since they had gone missing, and none of us had left yet.
"So basically…"
"We have roughly six days left to find them. Alive anyways." I grabbed the case file off the counter and re read it for the nineteenth time since I had arrived back at NCIS the day before. "I don't even want to think about what happens if we don't find them within the next forty eight hours." Director Sheppard nodded and leaned up against the counter.
"I don't either, there was a time when I would have been glad to see the back of Tony, but now… He's like family to me. Just as much as the rest of you are. And nobody deserves this." Jenny took a sip from her coffee cup, and brought her free hand to the back of her neck, rubbing it gently. "And even though Jethro and I never had a hope in hell of working out, I still love him like a brother." Taking another deep breath, Jenny closed and opened her eyes slowly. "How's Abby?"
"She's… Being…" I struggled for a moment, searching for the right word to describe how my lover was acting. "Abby," I settled, there really was no other term for the affectionate gothic girl.
"She cried for about an hour after I told her to get some sleep, blamed herself some more, and then fell asleep in my arms." I groaned and reached for my coffee cup. It wasn't food, and it didn't even taste like real coffee, but it was caffeinated, and that's all I needed to keep my body going for a few more hours. I did my best to ignore the furious typing going on three feet from me. My head was pounding. "She will not truly rest until we get them home." Jenny opened her mouth to say something, but I stood up glaring at her, daring her to speak the words on her mind. "And we WILL get them home. I have never broken a promise to Abigail, and I do not intend to start now, not with something this important."
I couldn't afford to break now, not when Tony and Gibb's needed me.
"Ziva?" I turned toward McGee, and raised my eyebrow.
"Yes, McGee."
"So, I pulled up the other trackers, and we have one last response from them before they went out. Tony's is still active, but it's really faint, and I wouldn't trust it as far as I could throw you. Gibbs' tracer is out completely, and the last place it was before it went completely out was about forty five miles from the-"
"English McGee!" McGee faltered for a moment before nodding.
"I may have a rough idea of where they are. Possibly within a sixty mile radius from here." I fought back the urge to smile triumphantly.
"Narrow it down McGee. Now!" The director beat me to the punch, and I sat back down in the chair. I looked down at my hands, trying to fight the fatigue that was trying to claim my body. I looked up in time, to see Abby standing in the window to her office, her hands moving furiously in front of her. I shook my head. /s/Slow down and start over, love./s/ I signed back at her, moving my hands slowly. Abby gave what could have been called a half smile and stopped moving her hands for a moment, before starting up again, slower this time.
/s/Have you found anything out, because I think I may have an idea./s/
/s/No, I think M-C-G-E-E found a relative radius, but that doesn't do us much help. What's your idea?/s/ I wasn't nearly as fast as Abby was at signing, but I tried my hardest. We had had a scare a year or so back after Abby lost her hearing for a short time after a test fire in the lab, we thought she would never get it back, and I'm a quick study. Tony, McGee, and Ducky were all trying to learn too, it was a great way of communication within the team.
/s/T-O-N-Y-S tracer. I noticed last night that it was still working, faint, but working./s/ I sighed, and shook me head.
/s/M-C-G-E-E doesn't think that we should trust it, he say's it isn't reliable./s/ Abby nodded thoughtfully for a moment.
/s/If I know G-I-B-B-S, he'll be thinking of everyway possible to get them out of there before T-O-N-Y get's hurt./s/
/s/That's true A-B-B-S, but how is that any help at all?/s/ I signed back, my patience running thin, even with my lover. Abby made an impatient face as well.
/s/Because, he'll have noticed by now that the tracer is still working. We need to monitor that tracer, and if the signal stays steady, or get's any stronger we need to follow up on it./s/ I stood up and practically ran over to Abby's office, wrenching the door open and pulling her into my arms.
"God, Abby, you're brilliant!" I kissed her hard on the lips, all care for protocol gone.
POV CHANGE
I ran my hands slowly down Tony's back, trying to calm the 'sobs' that wracked his body. "Shh, Tony…" I let my hands drift all the way down to the waist band of his boxers and deftly pulled out the small tracer I knew was there. Tony stopped 'sobbing' and I could feel his mouth quirk up into a small smile.
"Still on?" I nodded and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of his head, as he took the small device from me, worried that I would break it.
"I think it just needs to dry out a little bit, and the signal should go back online strong…" He murmured, his face still pressed against my chest.
"And if it doesn't?" I asked worriedly, carding my fingers through Tony's hair.
"Let's not talk about that just yet, Jethro."
