Chapter 9: Reunion

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**1 hour, 21 minutes left**

"whatcha got Abs?" Gibbs asked as he strode into the lab.

"Gibbs! So good to hear you say that! Well, not under these circumstances since we're looking for Tony and Ziva's son but I also miss you, not that Tony..." she was stopped by Gibbs's index finger covering her lips.

"whatcha got Abbs?" he said again.

"ok, so we've been trying to trace the transmission but it's really, really hard. I mean this guy knows what he's doing because even I don't know what he's doing and..."

"Abby." Gibbs said again and she stopped.

"how many caf POWs have you had today?" He asked.

"oh, just the usual...2 or 3...or 7." she said sheepishly as she fidgeted with her hands.

"alright. To the point." Gibbs said. Then a ding was heard throughout the room.

"BOSS I GOT HIM!" McGee yelled triumphantly.

"where?" Gibbs yelled.

"well, I mean it's actually only about a twenty mile radius but I have a theory..." McGee trailed off.

"a theory.." Gibbs growled.

"we...well, I..I..I" he stumbled. "I think he's where we least expect him to be which is where we hope or expect him to be..." he said.

"and where would that be exactly Tim?"

"in one of our safe houses."

"one of ours?" Gibbs asked.

"well, unfortunately the radius includes part of a relatively suburban area in a pretty seedy part of Anacostia in which there is one NCIS safe house, three FBI, one C.I.A., and two Mossad. Not to mention the fact that..."

"the fact that what?"

"well, I could be wrong." McGee said.

"so we have nothing." Gibbs said frustrated. Then another ding was heard.

"Oh My God! Hits on two of the Bolos on the terrorists!" Abby said.

"one in Baltimore, and one right outside Quantico. The first was about an hour ago and the second only 10 minutes ago." she smiled widely. "one carrying weapons, and is being trailed but they lost the first one. FBI is in control."

"ok good Abs." Gibbs said. "for now we'll assume McGee's theory is right. Get Fornell's guys some addresses, get our team some, and the FBI the rest. First we do minor surveillance then we swoop in."

"on it boss." McGee and Abby chimed as they high fived each other.

Gibbs started walking out the door but he turned in the doorway. "have you seen Tony and/or Ziva?"

"Not for awhile." Abby bit her lip.

"find them. I figured they wanted to help get their kid back." and with that he was gone with a ding of the elevator.

"where do we start looking Tony?" I asked. I felt stupid asking but what else was I to say?

"I don't know. But first we get coffee." he said as we walked through the rainy, and fairly desolate D.C. streets. It was almost like the night we met.

"coffee Tony? Really?" I asked. It sounded stupid as well, but then again it made all the sense in the world.

We continued walking hand in hand and finally reached the coffee shop. It was empty which was surprising. There was a lone barista playing with his phone at the counter.

"2 Lattes." Tony said to the man but he still hadn't looked up. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. My "ninja senses" as Tony called them were tingling.

"Tony." I said softly. Then I noticed another employee sweeping the floor by the door.

"hmm?" he turned and looked at me.

"Tony something is not..." I stopped talking as the man behind the counter pulled out a gun and the other man locked the doors and took out a gun as well. They were both Middle Eastern. Terrorists that were involved with Saleem.

"what Ziva?" he asked slightly annoyed as I wouldn't answer him.

"Ziva here will not talk unless she wants her son to die right in front of her." The man said as he flicked his head up towards the tv screen. I could barely make out a figure slumped against a wall because the picture was that awesome.

Tony slowly turned and tried to discreetly reach for his gun.

"ah, ah, ah." the man by the door said as he started walking forward. Then I saw that their guns were just dart guns which were possibly worse. They were taking us alive.

Then the men fired their guns. Tony and I both fell to the floor. He gave me a worried yet reassuring look as my vision got blurry and then I blacked out.

**1 hour left**

"something isn't right Tim." Abby sighed desperately.

"why?" McGee asked still not looking away from the computer monitor.

"rule #3." she said while looking at him anxiously.

He finally looked at her and realized the magnitude of the situation. If they couldn't reach Tony and Ziva... He didn't want to think about.

"Abby, they're probably just out for coffee or something." He said trying to calm her down.

"while their son, that they've never met, is missing?" Abby threw her hands up and let them drop again for emphasis as she started pacing the floor.

"well, they could be looking." McGee said turning to face her.

"where would they start McGee? I left messages telling them to call me because I had a lead but they never called back." she said.

McGee didn't know what to say. He was getting worried too.

"I really don't like this." Abby sighed again.

Then Gibbs jogged in.

"Abby! Run traces on Tony's and Ziva's phones now! Tony's car was found in front of the coffee shop. No one was there, cameras and security were disabled." he rushed and took a position beside Abby leaning into the computer.

Abby and McGee were typing away hurriedly.

"Tony's phone is off." McGee concluded after a moment.

"Ziva's too." Abby said. "This is really not good."

"keep trying to trace that video feed." Gibbs said and hurried out to the elevator.

"what are you gonna do?" Abby called after him but he was already gone.

**45 minutes left**

"Ziva..." Tony said groggily. He squinted, letting his eyes adjust to the small amount of light. He felt terrible. His head hurt and moving took ridiculous amounts of energy. He had been drugged on top of the sedative in the dart guns.

"I'm here Tony." he heard say weakly. "they've given us something."

"I know." I replied. I could barely make out her figure chained to a pole opposite mine. We were both sort of slumped against our poles.

Then it occurred to me that there was a third pole. I had seen this place before, on the video. The figure slumped against the third pole was only being barely held up by the handcuffs attached at the base of the pole behind his back. He wasn't moving but I could barely see his chest rise and fall.

"Tony..." Ziva said as she arrived at the same conclusion I had.

"Ziva," I said. My voice choked up a little.

"I think it's him." She said. She sounded on the verge of tears.

"I think so too." I said. I swiveled around the pole trying to reach the figure.

I managed to kick his foot a little. The figure stirred.

"ehh...come on. Haven't you done enough? Quit kicking." he slurred and sat up a little.

I couldn't believe it.

**(Anthony's PoV)

I felt my leg moving. That was weird. Last I knew I couldn't move anything. Then I heard voices. There were other people down here with me. I sat up a little upon realizing that I could now move a little.

I opened my eyes to see two people tied to poles like I was but the box containing the bomb in the corner was gone.

"Anthony..." I heard a feminine voice whisper into the dusty darkness.

I didn't really know what to say. Then my eyes started to adjust a little more and I could make out facial features. I connected the dots. Saleem wanted my parents for something. He captured them too.

"mom..." I said softly.

"Anthony is that really you?" I heard a much deeper voice ask.

"yeah." I managed to get out.

We were quiet, just taking it all in.

"so he got you too." I said.

"yeah." Tony said.

"well, we're really in a cucumber yes?" I said. That didn't sound right.

They both laughed.

"it's pickle." Ziva said, still laughing.

"hey you actually got it sweet cheeks." Tony chuckled.

We quieted.

"are you ok?" Ziva asked softly.

"uhm.." I assessed my wounds. My bullet wounds didn't compare to my shoulder but I would live as long as nothing got infected and I didn't O.D. on whatever they kept knocking me out with. "yeah. I'm good."

"do you know where we are?" Tony asked.

"No, they drugged me up as soon as they captured me. But," I looked around. "if I had to guess, we are in a basement. Probably in an older district but not historical. Water damage on the walls...it could also be a government owned building..." I trailed off.

"Gibbs will find us." Tony said.

I smiled. I knew I could trust that guy.

Then the door swung open and I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

"I doubt that Special Agent DiNozzo." Saleem sneered.

"whoa, time hasn't been too good to you has it buddy." Tony smiled. "by the way, long time no see."

"shut up!" Saleem yelled and slapped him across the face.

He then walked over to my mother. I knew what he did to her all those years ago. I saw how she stiffened at the mere sight of him.

"Hello, Ziva." he smiled maliciously as he swung his hand back to strike her too but at the last second he stopped and stroke her cheek. I could tell she wanted to shrink away but she was trying to stay strong for me.

"Don't touch her!" Tony yelled and fought against his bindings.

"ahh, there was the reaction I was looking for." Saleem said. Then he took his knife out of his sheath and held it to my throat again. I felt the cool metal against my jugular. If my heart beat any harder then the blood flow would make the blade pierce it and kill myself.

He started sliding but he wasn't putting quite enough pressure. He was trying to get a rise out of them.

"Stop!" Ziva yelled. "kill me!"

Saleem stopped pulling the blade.

"I do not intend on killing Anthony this way anymore. I have a much better plan." He smiled. I wanted to throw up.

"so what is your plan?" Tony asked.

"As you Americans say, that is for me to know and for you not to find out, but do not worry. Mercy will be involved." he smirked and cut my bonds. He forced me to stand on shaky legs and shoved a gun into my back.

"walk." he barked and pretty much dragged me to the stairs where he pushed me up.

"No!" Tony yelled.

I barely heard two 'I love yous.' before Saleem shut the door.

It occurred to me that I would probably never see them and I felt a twinge in my heart. At least they would probably live. Gibbs would find them. My job was done.

He took out a cell phone and dialed.

"proceed." he said then he looked at me with a smile that made my gut churn once more. "we are on our way." and with that he snapped the phone shut and he shoved me out the door.

**27 minutes left**(7:00 PM)

Gibbs walked out onto the wet streets of D.C. not far from where Tony's car had been found. He walked a short ways until he found the car he was looking for. A black sedan with tinted windows and government plates was along the curb.

He walked over and opened the 2nd door on the passenger side and got in. The car had a dark, leather interior. The inside of the car itself was dark as well. The occupants wouldn't be able to be identified if Gibbs hadn't already known who was inside.

"what do you want?" the deep, accented voice asked from the opposite side. There were two men in the front of the car and the driver started up the street.

"to know what you know." Gibbs replied after a short time of silence.

"I do not know what you're talking about." the older man waved off.

"I don't have time for this." Gibbs's temper started to flare. "your daughter, my agent, and your grandson are missing and I know for a fact that you can trace your daughter at any given moment."

"tracking chips are not Mossad protocol." he said.

"Mossad no. Overprotective, high-strung, manipulative, and influential father yes." Gibbs growled.

There was silence for awhile until Eli sighed.

"I have a way." Eli finally said. He took out a small cell phone looking device. He pressed a button and it lit up. He handed it to Gibbs.

The car stopped at a corner. Gibbs opened the door and got out with the device in his hands but he didn't shut the door.

"you can't really tell me your not concerned about finding them." Gibbs said.

Eli David just gave him a look that told him all he needed to know and shut the door. The car sped off into the early night.

Gibbs ripped out his phone and dialed.

"McGee! You were right! He's in a safe house. I'm sending you Ziva's and possibly Anthony's and Tony's locations. Get a team there now. I'm on my way." with that he hung up and ran around the corner to where his car was parked. He floored the charger through the empty streets. He was going to find them. He was just hoping that he wasn't too late.

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