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Chp.4
The first thing he felt when he awoke was the pain in his head. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the gray cold wall in front of him. It looked similar to the room he was in when he tried to get Atlas. Tony wanted to rub his eyes to clear his vision only to find his hands bound together at his back.
"What the..." Tony cleared his throat. He was thirsty alright.
"DiNozzo, you okay?" Sacks asked.
"Ya, sure. You?" Tony looked at the other agent who barely shrugged. Sacks had a black eye and blood ran down his nose. He still wore the glasses with the cam. With any luck it was still working, though Tony did not dare to hope.
The door opened and three men stepped inside. "I see you're awake." Aaron smiled, looking evil.
MTAC
They'd found Tony's glasses on the ground of the alley, broken. But Sacks still had his. So after they'd investigated the scene, they drove back to NCIS and let Abby try to trace the broadcast. After that they went to MTAC to see how the two agents were doing.
Gibbs stood in front of the big screen, coffee in one hand. Only people who really knew him, saw the great concern in his eyes. He clenched his jaw when he saw Tony being chained. With a bruise on his cheek. Fornell stood next to the ex-marine.
"Let's have some fun, okay?" Aaron said and walked towards Sacks.
"Hey, asshole!" Tony said. "I was the one screwing with you. So why don't ya leave him alone? You're busted anyway. It's only a matter of time 'till the feds are here. FBI and NCIS." He smiled.
"NCSI?"
Tony sighed dramatically and then looked at Sacks. "See? That's what I mean. No one knows what NCIS is. Does the government even know there's an agency called NCIS?"
"Shut up! Aaron interrupted.
"Anyway, it's only a matter of time 'till you're ass is back in jail. Oh, a hint: Don't bent over to get the soap. So, it's only a matter of time."
Aaron laughed. "You're right, it's only a matter of time. Then let's see how long you'll survive. Take the guy with the big trap." And with that he went out.
Tony grinned cheeky. "I see, we're gonna have fun."
In MTAC Gibbs' hands were balled to fists and everyone winced as the first blow came towards Tony's face and the young agent groaned. After ten minutes of hitting and groaning, the two guys left the room.
"DiNozzo?" Sacks asked, his gaze fixed on the other man's head. Tony was bent forward, his chin on his chest.
"Tony?" He asked again. The agent slowly raised his head, a humorless smile planted on his lips. McGee inhaled sharp.
"Oh my god..."
"I want this bastard." Gibbs said through his teeth. "And I want him NOW! McGee, get your ass in gear!" He yelled.
"I'm good... Just tired." Tony answered.
"Don't you even think of going to sleep. What should I tell Fornell?"
"Shut up."
"What?"
"Shut up!"
"But –"
"Just shut up!" Tony yelled. "There is some rock concert inside my head and you're talking some trash!"
"You think they'll come?" Sacks asked.
"Noooo, why should they?" Tony answered. "Of course they'll come! Do you think they'll just let us die in here?!"
"Hey! Shut up, you two! Let's take the guy with the big trap to the fun room." The big guys took Tony at his arms and carried him outside and into the room the to Sacks'. After a few moments, Tony began to cry out in pain.
"What are you doing to him?!" Sacks asked, eyes wide.
"He get's electroduced." The man laughed.
Gibbs paced through the room. "Damn it, McGee! I want to know where they are!"
"I'm on it, boss. It'll take some time –"
"You got ten!"
