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AN: I'm updating this because I think it would be unfair to post another story with out updating the one I am actually posting. So yeah, I posted a glee femslash, don't kill me. Also I have other stories in the works, it's all just a matter of what strikes me. For a list of said stories, go to my profile page. Lastly, I now understand the pain of soap opera writers, so many characters it's hard to juggle them all. Next time I do a crossover it will be with smaller casts.
Back at the station, no one had found anything to point them to where Mitchel and his captives could be. Mitchel's partner was missing, as was his wife and any information on him before turning 18.
"Garcia, how is it going digging up more on Fort's past and property holdings?" Hotch asked.
"I figured out why he doesn't have any records pre-1998. His parents are Amish. He was home schooled all his life. His dad died 6 years ago but his mom is still alive. She lives by herself in a house 10 miles outside of town. It's got a barn and a basement and is miles form anywhere else."
"That could be the place." Hotch said. He turned to his team. "It's 20 minutes away, someone should stay behind in case we're wrong."
Gibbs turned to Ziva "Watch over Tony. Don't let anyone near him. If you have to leave make sure he's awake." Ziva nodded.
"I'll stay also." Emily stated. "If we are wrong she going to need back up." Emily looked to Ziva and they shared a smile.
"The rest of you, get your stuff together, we leave now." With that Hotch moved out the doors and was quickly followed by Morgan, Reid, Gibbs, Rossi, Lassiter, and J.J.
"So, what should we do to pass the time?" Garcia asked hoping to distract herself from the danger her team was going into. Ziva smirked.
"We could tell stories of old times. Like that time in the embassy when I dared Emily to kiss the Russian diplomats son?" Emily turned bright red.
"I don't think she needs to hear that." The special agent glared at the ex-mossad.
"Aw sounds interesting. Tell me, please?" Garcia begged.
"She refused, and when I asked she said mmmmhhmmpf" Ziva could not continue do to the hand covering her mouth. Taking a page out of Tony's book, she liked her hand.
"Ewwwwww" Emily retracted the hand and wiped it on her pants.
"What is the problem?" Ziva asked "you liked it when I use to do that. But then again I was not liking your hand was I?" If it was possible, Emily got redder.
"Wait. Did you two use to be a thing?" The question came from a very disoriented Tony. He had no idea why he was hand cuffed or why Ziva was acting all sexy with the pretty woman but he liked the way this dream was going.