Deadman Turned Daddy 2: The Fall of One Dad Chapter 26, a Wrestling + NCIS Crossover fanfic

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Site where the WWE show will be held...............

"I'll have Mr. McMahon's office send everything you requested, Officer David." Michael Cole told the young woman. "Copies will be emailed within the hour and originals will be here by tomorrow."

With a nod of thanks, Ziva shook the man's hand then walked away. As she neared her vehicle, her peaceful walk was interrupted by the shrill ring of her cell phone.

"David."

Ziva listened, slowing her steps as she did so. Turning around, she began moving back towards the way she had come. Ziva hung up the phone and went in search of Michael Cole. Five minutes later, Ziva was marching back out to her car. Her cell phone was already in her hand and up to her ear.

"He hasn't seen her, but he told me of someone who might have." she said. "I'll meet you there."

Sienna's Former Hotel......................

Tony looked up as Gibbs came into view. Walking forward, he met Gibbs halfway.

"Checked the security cameras, Boss." he said. "The one out front shows her leaving twenty-five minutes ago."

Gibbs lifted his eyes to Tony's.

"When did you arrive, DiNozzo?" he asked.

"Twenty-five minutes ago...Boss." Tony said slowly, knowing where this was going.

"Imagine that." Gibbs replied. "Did you at least find out what she left in, DiNozzo...or did you let that escape your notice, too?"

"No..no...I know what she left in, Boss." Tony said, hurrying to continue. "The Yellow Car Company...Cab #4567."

"Call and see...." Gibbs began.

"Where they're at." Tony finished for him. "On it, Boss."

Tony got out his cell phone, tracking down the number for the cab company and gave them a call. Minutes later, he flipped his phone closed and looked at his boss.

"They headed down First, Boss." he said. "Made a left and are currently stopped on Amsterdam."

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Gibbs snapped, already towards the car. "Let's go, DiNozzo!"

On the other side of town................................

Ziva pulled to a screeching halt, landing her car centimeters from McGee's bumper. Ignoring McGee's complaints of learning how to drive, she locked the door and headed inside, with McGee following behind. The two wound their way through the lobby and into the elevators. Moving up three floors, the two soon found themselves in front of a door. Two knocks sounded before the door was swung open and a dark haired young woman answered the door.

"I'm Officer David." Ziva said, flashing the woman her badge. "This is Special Agent McGee."

"I'm Stephanie." the woman said. "This is my husband, Paul, my brother, Shane, and his wife, Trish."

Ziva and McGee nodded hello to each of them, then followed them into the sitting area.

"So what can we help you with, Officer David? Agent McGee?" Paul asked.

McGee lifted his head, turning so his gaze included everyone.

"We're looking for Sienna."

Other side of town- Amsterdam Blvd

Gibbs parked the car on the side of the street and turned off the engine. As he and Tony got out of the car, the looked around.

"Do you see it?" Gibbs asked.

Tony shook his head. "No. Why would she stop here anyway? All that's here is banks, office buildings, coffee shop..."

Tony's words trailed off as Gibbs started moving towards the coffee shop.

"Boss? Where you going?"

"Coffee, DiNozzo."

Tony frowned, moving after Gibbs as he mumbled under his breath.

"Right....Mrs. Cena's missing, but we're stopping for coffee."

Gibbs stopped and turned around.

"Hey!" Gibbs snapped. "It's not for me."

Gibbs gave Tony a pointed look. Tony's confused face slowly shifted into one of understanding.

"Oh....I get it." Tony said. "She always has coffee."

"Very good, DiNozzo." Gibbs replied. "Now...do you think we could go inside and see when she left, or would you like to stay out here and hope she just drives by?"

Tony straightened his shoulders and started moving towards the coffee shop.

"Moving now, Boss."

At McMahon's Hotel...............................

McGee and Ziva walked out the front door of the hotel and moved to stand by their cars.

"Well, that was a waste of time." Ziva said. "No one knows where she's at."

"They gave us two leads." McGee reminded her. "Her father and best friend."

"Both of whom we can't get ahold of, McGee." Ziva countered. "We're up the ocean without a fishing pole."

McGee held back a roll of his eyes, as he shook his head.

"The saying is up a creek without a paddle, Ziva." he said. "And no...we're not."

"How can you say that, McGee?" Ziva asked, turning astonished eyes towards him. "There's someone out there who wants to hurt Sienna, we have no clue who that person is or where they are at and if it hasn't escaped your notice….we still can't find her!"

"I realize that, Ziva." McGee said, calmly. "But let me ask you this....if Sienna was part of your family and she was going through all of this...alone...in a city she doesn't know....where would you be?"

"I'd be with her." Ziva answered immediately.

"Exactly." Tim smiled. "Call Abby, have her check all incoming flights under any of Sienna's families names."

As Ziva dialed Abby, McGee's cell phone rang. He answered it, listening for a few minutes then hanging up. As Ziva hung up her own call, McGee looked at her.

"That was Tony." He said. "They didn't have any luck at the coffee shop, but the cab company said Sienna's cab driver called in a hotel for their next destination. Gibbs and Tony are going to meet us there."

Ziva nodded. "What hotel?"

"The Amazing Eight."

Hearing that, Ziva's eyes widened. Without pause, she plucked the keys from Tim's hand and slid into the driver's seat. McGee's mouth opened in protest, a groan already forming as he heard the two sentences he dreaded.

"Leave your car, McGee. I'm driving."