(In a Building)

(Emily's P.O.V.)

I was being escorted through a cement hallway by two men.

One was in front of me, guiding me to the door at the very end of the hallway. The other, was behind me, holding a gun to my back.

Once we reached the door, the man in front of me took a key out of his pocket, unlocked the door, and opened it.

The man behind me pushed me unexpectedly into the room. Making me lose my balance and falling onto the cold hard floor.

Then, I heard the door close and lock.

I stood up, and wiped the dirt off my clothes.

Then, I began to look around the room.

There were no windows.

Just a dim light hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room.

The walls were concrete.

"Great." I muttered.

Suddenly, I heard a groan.

I looked toward the noise and saw someone on a cot across the room. Their back facing me.

Tony, I thought.

I quickly walked over to him.

"Tony," I said, as I knelt beside the cot. "Tony."

I placed my hand on his arm and shook him gently.

I heard another groan.

"Tony," I said.

"Emily?" I heard him say.

But the voice wasn't Tony's.

The person turned on their back slowly and looked at me.

"Tim?!" I said, surprised.

"Ah! Em, please don't speak too loud." McGee said, as he put his hand on his forehead. "I have a splitting headache."

"I don't understand." I said. "Where's Tony?"

"Don't EVEN get me started." McGee said, suddenly sounding a little annoyed, as he sat up slowly. "He uses MY walkie-talkies but forgets them in HIS car, then, Gibbs makes ME go get them." Then, he looked around the room. "Where are we?"

"I don't know." I said honestly.

"Is this another one of Tony's sick jokes?" He asked, looking at me.

"I wish." I said.

McGee put his feet on the floor, as I stood up.

Then, I sat down on the cot beside him.

"What happened?" I asked him.

"Tony came into work, and I asked him about the walkie-talkies he took from me a week ago." McGee began. "He said he brought them, but forgot them in his car. Then, Gibbs showed up and asked me about the walkie-talkies, and when he found out that they were in Tony's car, he told me to go get them. I was almost Tony's car, when someone came up from behind me, put me in a hold, and stuck something in my neck." He rubbed the side of his neck clearly remembering. "Then, things got all fuzzy, and I ended up passing out….I think someone injected something into me."

"Now it all makes sense." I said, realizing what happened.

McGee looked at me confused.

"The people who kidnapped you think you're Tony." I said.

"How?!" He asked. "We look NOTHING alike!" Then, by the look on his face, I knew he realized something. "Wait, did-did you say, 'kiddnapped'?"

I nodded.

"Why did they kidnap us?" McGee asked.

"This guy was suppose to kidnap me and Tony." I said. "They got me but they obviously mistaken you for Tony….He really should get better help."

"Why does this guy want you and Tony?" He asked.

"Tony and I worked on a case a couple years ago in Montreal." I said. "And it involved him. Plus, he knows Callen somehow and wants to use us as bait."

"…..So, when Tony said he was going on vacation to Montreal, he was lying?" He asked.

"Yeah." I said.

"I knew it!" McGee said. "What was the case about?"

"It's classified, McGee." I said. "I can't tell you. Plus, Vance didn't tell me and Tony everything and he wanted us to keep it as secret as possible."

"Vance asked you two to do that case?" He asked.

I nodded.

"But you were in the DEA." He said. "Why did the Director want you on this case along with Tony?"

"I don't know." I said. "And since you don't know anything about the case, it's best if you still don't know anything about it."

"But if you tell me what happened in Montreal, I may be able to be of some help." McGee said. "And it will give me an idea on who we're dealing with."

"Thank you for doing this, Em." Tony said. "You will thank me later."

"I highly doubt it." I said, still angry at him.

"Look," Tony said. "He's right over there." Tony then pointed at Ryan who was standing by the tree in the park, not too far away from us. "He showed up like he said he would. We're done with what Vance wanted us to do. Now, please go over there and talk to your brother. Maybe he can give you an answer as to why he left."

"I don't care anymore." I said.

"Yes, you do." He said. "Now go."

I glared at him.

"Fine, I'll go." Tony said.

Tony was about to walk over to Ryan, but I stopped him by grabbing his arm.

"After this, we're going home." I said.

"Ok." Tony agreed.

Then, I let go of his arm, and walked over to Ryan.

I was almost to Ryan, when he looked my way and spotted me.

When I reached him, I said:

"For the record, I'm only here because Tony would never leave me alone if I didn't come over here."

"He seems like a good guy." Ryan said.

"He is." I said. "Unlike others."

It was silent for a couple seconds, then I asked:

"Why now?"

"Why now what?" He asked.

"Why do you want to see me now?" I asked. "After all these years? You obviously didn't try before."

"It's not that I didn't try." Ryan said. "I couldn't."

"What's the difference now?" I asked, my voice a little louder than it was before.

"Emily, I didn't have a choice before." He said.

"But you do now?" I asked, angrily.

"Actually, yes, I do." Ryan said. "Right now I do."

"Then what happened that night?" I asked. "Were you FORCED to leave?"

"…..No." Ryan said. "I left on my own free will."

When he said that, it felt as if a brick was thrown at my face.

"Wow," I said, in disbelief.

"Em," Ryan began.

I shook my head.

"Em, I had no choice, you've got to believe me." He said.

"I thought you were dead!" I shouted at him, not caring who heard me. "I went to bed with you next to me and the next morning when I woke up and you weren't there, I just thought you went to the bathroom or-or the store. But when three days went by, and you didn't come back….."

Ryan looked away from me.

"Now I find out not only are you alive, but you willingly ran away and left me with-with-with him!" I shouted. "I would have NEVER done that to you!"

Ryan looked at me.

"Emily," Ryan began.

"EMILY!" I heard Tony yell.

I looked over at Tony and saw he had his gun out running toward us.

I then heard squealing of tires.

I looked toward the noise just in time to see a black van turning on its side, the side door already open, giving me the view of three men with ski mask on and guns in their hands, looking at me and Ryan.

"Get down!" I shouted, at I tackled Ryan to the ground behind the tree, just as I heard gun shots being fired.

Screams were heard as the shots continued.

Once they stopped, I got up and took my gun out, pointing it at the van as it sped away.

"You good?" I heard Tony ask loudly.

"Yeah." I said, as I lowered my gun. "You?"

"Yeah." I heard Tony say, lot closer to me this time.

I looked down where Ryan was to see he was no longer there.

He fled.

Of course he did, I thought bitterly.

"What the hell brought that on?" I heard Tony asked beside me.

"I don't know." I said.

"Do you think it had something to do with Ryan?" I heard Tony ask.

"I don't know." I said.

"Do you think our cover was blown?" I heard Tony ask.

"If it wasn't, it is now." I said.

Then, I looked at Tony, just in time to see him look at me.

"No." I said. "Trust me McGee. The less you know, the better."

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(At NCIS: OSP Headquarters)

(Callen's P.O.V.)

"Miss Lange," Director Vance said from the big screen in front of us, breaking the silence. "I want to know what's going on and I want to know now."

Hetty took a deep breath, and said:

"One of our agents was kidnapped, Leon."

"Which agent?" Vance asked.

"Agent Emily Taylor." Hetty said.

"What?" Tony asked, in disbelief.

"What do you know so far?" Gibbs asked, appearing calm.

But I knew better.

"She was kidnapped because of a case she worked on in Montreal with Tony." Sam said.

At the mention of Montreal, Tony looked surprised.

Director Vance, however, kept calm and didn't show any emotion on his face.

"Are you sure about that Agent Hanna?" Vance asked.

"Positive." Sam said. "I was there."

"What mission to Montreal is Sam talking about, Director?" Gibbs asked looking at him.

"That's none of your concern, Agent Gibbs." Vance said.

"You guys thought someone had me." Tony began. "Why did you think that?"

"Because it sounded like he already had you, by the way he was talking." Sam said.

"Then he must have someone else." Tony said. "Whoever this 'he' is."

"His name is William Gutierrez." I said. "Ring a bell?"

Director Vance and Tony's faces went pale.

"That's impossible." Tony said. "Gutierrez is dead. I killed him myself."

"Agent Taylor and I thought so too, Agent DiNozzo." Vance said. "Imagine the surprise we got when we saw him one day in Washington, not too far away from our Headquarters."

"Gutierrez is alive and you didn't tell me?!" Tony asked, clearly angry.

"It was for your own protection, Agent DiNozzo." Vance said. "He was following you."

"Would someone tell me what the hell is going on and why it involves Emily, Tony, some guy named Gutierrez, and Montreal?" Gibbs asked, angrily.

"It's classified, Agent Gibbs." Vance said.

"Leon, either you tell us right now, or I will do everything in my power to get my hands on that case file." Hetty said, clearly threating him. "And don't think I won't succeed."

It was silent for a moment, as Director Vance stared at Hetty.

Then, he sighed.

"Agent DiNozzo, get Agent David and Agent McGee in here." Vance said.

Tony headed toward the door without a word, and left MTAC.

"When did this take place?" Gibbs asked.

"A couple years ago." Vance said.

"So it happened that whole two months DiNozzo was gone without an explanation besides it being an unplanned vacation?" Gibbs asked.

"Yes." Vance said.

"If he was on an assignment you should have told me." Gibbs said. "Especially if he was on an assignment with Emily."

"It was on 'need to know' basis, Gibbs." Vance said. "And you didn't need to know."

"But Emily was DEA." Deeks pointed out. "Why were her and Tony working on a case together?"

"They were the two best agents for the job." Vance said. "I needed two people who were experienced. Good at what they do. Two people who knew and trusted each other. Not to mention, two people who would have each other's back no matter what…..Agent Taylor and Agent DiNozzo were the best for this job."

Suddenly, Tony came back into MTAC. Ziva right behind him.

But no McGee.

This definitely didn't go unnoticed.

"Where's McGee?" Gibbs asked, sounding more than a little irritated.

"He went to go get the walkie-talkies out of Tony's car." Ziva said.

"I told him to do that six hours ago." Gibbs said. "Where is he?"

"We…Don't know, Boss." Tony said.

"Maybe he went for lunch?" Ziva said.

"For SIX hours?!" Gibbs snapped. "Call him!"

"On it." Eric said, gaining Gibbs attention.

Then, Eric typed on the key board a little, and put the call on speaker.

Everyone was silent as we heard ringing.

The phone ringed four times before it went to McGee's voicemail.

"Try again." Kensi said.

Eric called McGee again.

It rang four times, then his voicemail was heard once again.

"Eric, locate his cell phone." Vance said.

Eric gave a nod, as he fingers flew on the key board.

Then, after a couple seconds of typing, Eric stopped.

"You're not going to believe this." Eric said.

"Where's the phone, Eric?" Hetty asked.

"It's here." Eric said. "It's in Los Angeles."

"That can't right." Tony said. "McGoo would NEVER just leave without telling someone."

"Where's the phone located?" Ziva asked.

"On the highway." Eric said.

It was silent.

"Well, if no one else is going to say it, I will." Deeks began. "….I think we know who else Gutierrez kidnapped."

"….Yeah." I said. "I guess we do."