Another contraction ripped through Molly's abdomen. She squeezed Tony's hand as hard as she could and did those stupid breathing techniques that she and Leroy had been taught in the classes her doctor had insisted they take. "I can't lay like this anymore." She started to turn in Tony's arms after the contraction had released. "Tony. It's getting pretty close to time for me. I can tell. We need to get the hell out of here." She tried to keep the whine out of her voice but she was tired and cranky and in pain.
"I know. Your contractions are pretty close together now." Tony got out of the bed and began to pace the small room. He ran his hands through his hair and began running scenarios through his head. The time for relying on Gibbs to get them out of this had passed. There was no way he was going to deliver Gibby in the basement of some political radical. Gibby deserved a warm loving environment when he was brought into this world. He deserved to have his dad there. That was exactly what Tony was going to provide for him. "Okay Molly. I've got a plan. We are going to get out of here but you need to help me. I can't do this alone. And it's not going to be pretty."
"Anything Tony. I just want out of here. I want Leroy next to me in a hospital room." She looked through the small window and saw the first hint of dawn. She wasn't sure how her labor had lasted this long after her water broke but she was grateful. She knew the time she spent in this room was not a waste. Leroy and his team were working to find them. "What's the plan?"
Tony had long ago put his suit coat and heavy wool coat over the back of one of the chairs. He began to remove the matching vest. He undid his belt as he began to explain everything to Molly. From the buckle of the belt he removed a knife. "See Molly, you scoff at Gibbs' rules, but really, they are more useful than you'll know. Rule Nine. Always carry a knife."
"I know Tony. I'm sure they are all useful to you guys out in the field but if he quotes rule three to me one more time…."
"He is going to quote that one till the day you die. Especially after this situation. You're lucky he didn't permanently attach a Blue Tooth to your head after the fiasco when we went to Iraq. Probably would have if he had a frickin clue as to what Blue Tooth was." Tony put his belt in the pocket of his suit coat. He didn't want to lose his best belt. He then untucked his designer shirt to cover up the fact he was no longer wearing a belt. "Are you ready Molly?" She nodded and positioned herself as if she was getting ready to deliver. Tony covered up her legs with his long coat. Tony then began banging on the walls and trying to get their kidnapper's attention.
Molly was scared. She was scared but had no choice but to follow through with Tony's plan. She was not going to have her baby here. She was not going to leave the fate of the three of them up to that maniac upstairs. She was going to be brave and just do what had to be done. That's what Leroy would do. She was sure that's what he was doing right now. She then heard the sound of feet coming down the basement steps.
McGee had spent the last several hours fast forwarding, watching, and marking surveillance video from internet café's all over DC. Only one face appeared in all of them. He tried running it through face recognition software but the guy was not in any of their databases. He was in the middle of running a program he created to cross reference the face with the DMV records of those on the CAMS roster when Ziva hung up the phone in Abby's office.
"Got him. VIN and tags came back to a rented Escalade. I just got off the phone with the company. It comes back to a-" Ziva was interrupted by the sound of Abby's computers dinging and a knocking on the door.
Abby looked at them both. "I told you he's magic." She opened the door to find Gibbs standing on the other side looking as lost and distraught has he had when he had left them.
"You didn't check to see who I was Abs. For all you know I could be the Secret-"
"It had to be you Gibbs. We found them. You are always the first to walk through my door when I have something." She walked over to her computer.
"Uh Boss- everything comes back to a John Hayden in North Chevy Chase. He is the name on the rental car. His DMV picture matches the guy in all the internet photos and he drives a silver Tahoe which uses the same type of tire we found made the tracks at the scene. He is also a member of CAMS."
"That's the guy who picked them up tonight." Gibbs pointed at the plasma. "McGee you're with me. Ziva get another Charger so we have room for everyone when we bring them home. Abs-" Gibbs leaned in and kissed her cheek. "In twenty minutes call Vance and fill him in on everything." He wanted to make sure he had plenty of time with Hayden before the Secret Service came and messed it up. "That's good work. All of you." He turned and rushed out the door with McGee right behind him.
"Are you going to allow him the twenty minutes he requested?" Ziva asked Abby as she put her coat on.
"You're damn right I am. There isn't going to be anything left of that guy when Leroy Jethro Gibbs is finished with him." Abby answered Ziva's question with pride in her voice as she began to finalize her findings. As Ziva walked out the door Abby turned to her. "Call me as soon as you all are safe. I won't be able to stop worrying until I do."
Ziva's phone rang and she picked it up. After a quick "Got it" she hung up and turned to Abby. "Can you call Ducky in Autopsy? Tell him Gibbs would like him to ride with me just in case either of them has a need for medical attention." Abby was buzzing down to the basement before Ziva got in the elevator.
As soon as Ducky hung up the phone after receiving Jethro's request via Abby he went for his coat and hat. He was thankful to hear that they had located the man who had kidnapped Anthony and Molly. Ducky sent up a quick prayer that where they found this man is where they would find Jethro's family. The bond between the team, the unit as a family, could not be denied by anybody. However, if anyone had questions about whether or not Molly had successfully integrated herself into his friend's life, Ducky could offer a definitive answer of yes.
Ducky had watched Jethro for nearly two decades try to recreate what he had with Shannon by attempting to find a look alike. Redhead after redhead came through his life. However, they all were only that, look alikes. Jethro had needed someone who would not try to push him into a healing process he had seemed to resent. Ducky knew that when Jethro found that person, then and only then, would the healing process become something Jethro would want and understand. When that person came into Jethro's life, that person would want for nothing because Jethro would deny them nothing. Molly was undoubtedly that person.
Ducky was also sure that the reason the relationship had been so successful was because of the conception of Gibby. He chuckled at the name as he made his way to the parking garage to meet Ziva. While Molly was a wonderful and strong woman, Ducky was unsure if she would have been able to make it work with Jethro if it had not been for their determination to make a family for their son. They were not staying together simply for the baby. In fact, they seemed quite happy. However, the baby seemed to give Jethro the push he needed to really make this relationship work. In order for it to work he needed to become more open as a person. He needed to start living a life beyond work. More importantly, he needed to start living in the present rather than the past.
The transformation of his friend's life over the last few months was miraculous. That change in how Jethro lived his life was really kick started back in early November. That was when Ducky was sure Jethro realized that not only could he not deny Molly anything, he-in Jethro's words- simply didn't want to deny her anything. That realization had been the end result of the first serious fight between Jethro and Molly. It was when Molly made it perfectly clear that she was not going to follow Jethro blindly simply because he said to. Instead of allowing her to walk out of his life like every other female in the past, Leroy Jethro Gibbs realized he needed to bend and make some changes of his own.