Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the plot! Yay! As well as the twists in this chapter, and the ones planned for the next one!
Chapter 3: Mrs Mallard
After the plane landed, Ziva went to check out the far part of the airport, and McGee and Palmer went the other way. They would find Tony, and get the President back to DC.
Jimmy's eyes narrowed. That old woman looked remarkably familiar. "Mrs Mallard!" He called.
She turned. "Oh!" She hurried over to him.
"Mrs Mallard, what are you doing here?" Jimmy asked.
"I'm shopping," She said softly.
"You need to go home. I'll call Dr Mallard," Jimmy said, pulling out his cell phone.
"But, I'm shopping," Mrs Mallard argued.
Jimmy quickly dialled the familiar number.
"Dr Palmer?" Ducky's voice sounded through the phone.
"Doctor, your mother is here, in Chicago," Jimmy said.
"Mother? Why? She should be at home with the nurse!" Ducky muttered.
"I know Doctor, what do you want me to do?" Jimmy asked.
"Send her home! Call and tell me which airport, and what time, so I can go retrieve her," Ducky ordered.
"Yes Doctor, Goodbye," Jimmy hung up. "Mrs Mallard, we're going to get you on a plane, so you can go home and finish your shopping," He told the old woman gently.
She nodded. "Good boy!"
Jimmy took her arm, and led her into the departure terminal.
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McGee watched him go. A few moments later, he watched Mrs Mallard walk out of the terminal again.
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Jimmy walked into the terminal with Mrs Mallard. She pulled him over to an empty seating area. "Yes Mrs Mall-?" Jimmy started, when he felt a hand one his shoulder. He turned, and saw a younger woman, she smiled at him, before she took one hand from behind her back. She swung, and there was a sickening CRACK as it made impact. Jimmy sank to the floor.
She waited, and nodded to Mrs Mallard. She took Jimmy's arms, and dragged him out.
Mrs Mallard walked out of the terminal.
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McGee walked over to her. "Mrs Mallard? What happened to Jimmy?" He asked her.
"Who are you?!" She cried, turning to him.
"My name is Timothy McGee, I work with your son," He said.
Mrs Mallard's eyes softened, "Donnie? I'm shopping for his birthday."
Tim nodded, "Yes, I know. He's waiting for you, wondering why you haven't come home for his birthday," Tim said, playing along.
"I've missed it!? Oh no! I have to get home!" She cried.
Tim nodded, "I'm here to get you home." He took her arm, and led her back into the departure terminal. The next thing he knew, he felt the cloth on his nose and mouth, and then everything went dark.
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Ziva turned into the section of the airport housing Air Force One. She heard a footfall behind her. Her Mossad training kicked in. She turned, prepared to fight, only to find no one behind her.
Eyes narrowed, and senses alert, she stepped onto the plane. Ziva heard a slight hissing sound, and then everything dissolved away from in front of her, as she lost consciousness.
A/N: That took on a life of it's own as I was writing it. As always, guesses as to the full title sould be PMed to me. It should be getting more obvious now. I'm really sorry, I thought I posted this two days ago. The next chapter will be up tomorrow, as it's finished.