A/N: Back to a short chapter, huzzah. -.-
Gibbs could faintly hear DiNozzo yelling between the radio crackles, so tried to get a better signal to figure out what was going on. Eventually giving up in his car and waving the receiver out the window, the crackling finally stopped. Gibbs could now hear DiNozzo yelling for a man named Jonathan to get off him, and a faint laugh in the background. Accelerating faster still, Gibbs rang up McGee and asked him to send a more detailed address to his phone, taking a sharp left when he received them.
From the passenger seat, Ziva grabbed the phone from him, mumbling something about mobiles not being safe while driving, and even she knew not to do it, so instructed Gibbs to a large carpark with 3 adjoining warehouses.
"It would take all day to search through each of these warehouses individually, what're we going to do?" Ziva sighed, obviously frustrated and worried for Tony.
Gibbs held up the receiver, anxious to get a signal and contact Tony before it was too late. Through the loud static, Gibbs could barely hear Tony's struggling, but loudly asked,
"Tony? Can you hear me?" it was a few seconds before the answer came through, but Gibbs expected that from a man wrestling for his dignity and trying to remain undercover.
"Just..." Tony mumbled through gritted teeth.
"Can you tell us which warehouse you're in? Did you see anything outside?"
"There was one car, a white van, parked directly in front of the roller door, but about 50 meters away."
Gibbs traced a line from the van to the warehouse in front of it, and instantly ran towards the door, yelling to Ziva for her lockpick.
A/N: Nearly there! Also, I know I've been putting too many of my own notes at the beginning and end, you don't have to read them all, none of them really contain anything interesting. Maybe they're just to make the chapter look longer on my screen XD