DISCLAIMER: I do not own NCIS.
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As Gibbs drove recklessly to Long Island, McGee and Ziva made several phone calls. After reassuring Abby, McGee called Vance and alerted him to the fact that his top team was UA in New York. Ziva called her contacts with the Italian mafia, who gave her very little about them. However, they did tell her that DiNozzo Enterprises can't be connected to the mafia, so the fact that they are connected in any way is coincidental.
"His father is unscrupulous," Gibbs explained. "He'll take any one that will do as he says."
He sent Ziva a brief glance as she asked, "I have never met Tony's father. What is he like McGee?"
"Uh, well, I haven't met him either. He doesn't visit," McGee's voice came out from behind Gibbs. Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw McGee on his laptop.
Turning to face McGee, Ziva questioned, "He did not come when Tony had the plague?"
"No. I'm not even entirely certain anyone told him. Gibbs' is Tony's next of kin. Medical next of kin," McGee rushed on to say, glancing nervously at the back of Gibbs' head. Next he viewed Ziva, who was looking at him with peculiarly.
Gibbs stayed silent as Ziva turned back around, "Then why would he send men to assault Tony?"
The question hung in the air as the three all contemplated what the answer could be, each thinking what could provoke a father into hurting his own son. The rest of the trip was completed in silence. As they pulled up the office building, each of them geared up for what most likely would end up very badly for someone.
McGee watched the other two threaten and connive their way past the first round of secretaries and guards. The next group was a little more difficult so he joined in on the cajoling. Finally, they made it to Mr. DiNozzo's personal secretary. Mr. DiNozzo was in, but not taking anyone, he was busy, she told them. Ziva frightened her into calling him, pleading that he would see them or get security. Smiling a little maliciously at her, McGee wondered what would happen if they even saw a security guard come near them. As it turns out the door to his office opened by a large man, recognizing him Ziva sprung onto him,
"Where is Tony?"
Gibbs and McGee instinctively rested their hands next to their guns. Coming up behind her, they listened as she spat out several questions as the big man glared at her fiercely. A voice came out from the room,
"Let them in!"
The guard stood aside as Ziva, Gibbs, and McGee whirled into the room. The ostentatiously large office could have housed their entire bull pen. Mister DiNozzo sat behind his desk, where if he but turned around, the city of New York was laid down as though at his feet. The image came to McGee's mind as Gibbs invaded the older DiNozzo's space.
"Where's Tony?"
A smirk from Mister DiNozzo set McGee on edge, knowing he wouldn't be able to stop Ziva from attacking the contemptible man.
"Agent Gibbs, you come all the way from Washington DC to ask me where Anthony is? Isn't he your agent?"
Gibbs pushed his face into Mister DiNozzo's, "You took him. Tell me where he is now."
"Or what," the leer on the older man's face was enough to make McGee sick. "I have no idea where my worthless son is."
The slight lingering of hatred on the word son set McGee off. Bristling, he planted his hands firmly down on the other side of DiNozzo's desk and snarled,
"You tell us where Tony is now you bastard! Ziva, question ugly over there. I'm sure he could tell us something!"
Gibbs' eyes flickered towards McGee before landing back on Mister DiNozzo. To his credit, the business man hid his discomfort fairly well.
"You need to work on your subordinates, Agent Gibbs. They seem to think they can act out of line."
Gibbs jerked his head to Ziva and nodded before looking back at Mister DiNozzo, saying dangerously quiet,
"My agents care for one another. So if they get a little upset when one is being held captive by his own father, they have the right to be disgusted. And perhaps, hard to control."
Ziva had stalked over to the burly man and creepily placed herself behind him. The man, whose broken nose looked little better than it did when Ziva first encountered him, shifted around trying to put Ziva in sight. She skirted around him so he went in a complete circle before stopping and swiping at her. McGee turned back to Mister DiNozzo as Ziva flipped the man onto his back,
"Boss."
Gibbs ignored McGee as he stood up straight and crossed his arms. Mister DiNozzo suddenly was seized by a fit of coughing. When they didn't end shortly, unease crawled onto McGee's face. The door opened behind them and the secretary came in. She briefly glanced at the occupants before handing Mister DiNozzo a glass of water and a couple pills. Swiftly, she exited the office.
"I'm dying Agent Gibbs, why would I want to see my son now?"
Gibbs was glad he had perfected the stony look, because right now he was feeling like he was going to rip through his own skin. Not only was Tony missing, but his dying father took him. And Gibbs knew it wasn't to reconcile before he dies, no, Mister DiNozzo is not one to ever feel remorse.
"I wouldn't even try to think the way you do," Gibbs said shortly. "Where is he?"
He spoke slowly, making sure he heard the intent in his quiet demand. McGee was next to him with an expression that Gibbs knew as fear that Tony's father was going to die right then before telling them where Tony was being held. He didn't look back, but he knew that Ziva held the Italian man to the ground, waiting for them to finish here.
When Mister DiNozzo didn't answer, Gibbs squinted at him and spoke,
"If you don't tell us, we'll just poke around until we find him. It doesn't matter how long it takes or how much trouble it causes. We are going to find him, no matter what."
He glared a beat longer, giving Mister DiNozzo one last chance before turning around striding out of the office. McGee and Ziva followed him out to their car. After buckling in, Gibbs floored it and took them out the business parking lot. A couple taxi cabs flicked him off as he weaved in and out of the traffic.
"What are we going to do now boss," McGee asked, angrily.
Gibbs looked in the rear view mirror and saw that McGee wasn't even tightening his seatbelt. A slight quirk of his eyebrow and Gibbs felt surprised at McGee's behavior. Not only did he lose his self-control in there, but he made the hardened business man nervous. Now he was so preoccupied that he wasn't even worried about them getting in a car wreck. With that, Gibbs slowed down to the speed limit and made a conscious effort to drive normally.
Ziva looked over at Gibbs when she felt the car slow. He was looking around him contemplative, every so often glancing at McGee. Finally, he answered McGee,
"We're going to find him."
"How," Ziva asked.
Gibbs turned down a street and parked in front of an apartment building. He got out and went to the door, talking over his shoulder,
"I know someone who owes me one. He'll tell us everything he knows. And McGee is going to use that laptop of his to research the entire city if we have to."
McGee gaped at the enormity of that task looking at Ziva like he might as well walk around the city asking for Tony DiNozzo. Gibbs had pulled out his cell phone and was talking quickly to whoever was on the other side. Snapping it shut he punched the elevator call button. They rode up to the fourth floor and walked to the end of the hallway.
"It's a good thing you caught me now," a man said from the open door on the right. "I just got off a thirty-one hour shift. About to turn in when you called, Gibbs."
"Thanks Mac," Gibbs grinned. "We'll be quick."
The man nodded and gestured them to come in.
"Take a seat, want anything?"
They all shook their heads as they spied a younger woman in the adjunct room. It looked like it had been the dining room but was turned into a bedroom. She walked out to them and smiled.
"Hello, I'm Ava, Mac's cousin," she said briskly. Turning to Mac, McGee spied a gun and two knives on her. He furrowed his brow, which Ava noticed when she turned back to them.
"Don't worry; I'm part of a new squad. Tactical Response Unit," she pulled out her badge. "Kind of like SWAT, except different."
Nodding, McGee looked expectantly at his boss. Gibbs waited until Mac came and sat next to him before leaning forward and saying,
"One of my men was kidnapped by his father yesterday. We need to know anywhere DiNozzo Enterprises might keep him."
Mac and Ava shared a glance before looking at Gibbs,
"Who is he?"
Gibbs responded, "Anthony DiNozzo."
A quick glance to his cousin caused Gibbs to ask, "What? Do you know him?"
"Yes," Mac said. "At least I know of him. A cold case dealing with the family from several years ago. My mentor's partner was obsessed with it."
The attention swung wholly onto Gibbs' friend. He nodded before continuing.
A/N: I totally made up Tactical Response Unit...