A/N: This is quite short, and a bit of a filler chapter, but I wanted to update within the week. Haven't proof-read, un-beta'd and probably full of mistakes, but hope you enjoy!
Huge thanks to skittle2bg and AussiTayla for the summaries of NCIS and CSI. Also thanks to AussiTayla for the website link to view them online. I really should be doing my homework, but this is more fun! Geography essay on the hydrochloric cycle, or Chapter 9 of Captured? I think we all know which won!
Disclaimer:
"Congratulations! You have just won NCIS!"
"Really?"
"NO!"
"='("
Chapter 9: It's Them
Five hours had passed since the abduction, and the sun was beginning to set. A vast dark orange orb adorned the horizon and the sky was a mess of red, orange and pink. A person with time to spare might enjoy sitting outside and simply watching the sky at its most beautiful point of the day.
Unfortunately, Leon Vance was not one of those people. He was still searching for the people who took his four best agents and forensic scientist. He had nearly every team pulled off their cases to look for them, and had notified state police to keep a lookout. Unfortunately, there wasn't much they could do; there had been no sighting of the van. Vance currently had three forensic scientists looking through surveillance tapes from every single crossing within a fifty-mile radius of the navy yard. Everyone was worried, and every hoped for a safe return.
The backgrounds of Joseph and Michael Harper had been read by nearly everybody. Vance had already organised for a report to be put up on the news if they weren't found before the day was over. Officers had gone undercover into known hot-spots of the Harper, in a somewhat-futile attempt to find fresh information on where they were. Even Fornell had lent some of his agents.
At that moment, everybody was working in complete silence, concentration enveloping the room. Suddenly, one agent jumped up from his computer, a massive grin plastered on his face.
"I've found it! A clip of the black van including the licence plate! It even has a blood stain on the back of it! I ran the plate and it came back to a Soph J Rarehep, which is an acronym of Joseph Harper. Last listed address is 124 Westwood. Derelict, as are the buildings around it. Haven't been used since the fifties!"
In a flash, every agent was on their feet, and every leader was bellowing out instructions. A chopper in the air confirmed that a black van was indeed parked outside of that house, plates matching the one on the camera. Two undercover near that area went to check it out, posing as business men, interested in renovation.
As they got closer, they confirmed that there was a blood trail leading from the van to the door. They moved slowly down the road, and were about to turn back when they heard the anguished screams of a woman, and distinctive Hebrew curses.
"David's Israeli, right?" one said to the other.
"Yeah, and speaks Hebrew," the other said.
Moving their wrists to their mouths, the spoke at the same time.
"It's them."
A/N#2: Sorry for the shortness. So now Vance and the rest know where they are. Next chapter will be the action-packed rescue, so you might have to wait a while for me to perfect it. There shouldn't be very many more chapters now; four or five at most. Please review!XD