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"I am telling you Tony," Ziva started. "Something smells fishy."
"You would get that one right, Ziva." He didn't want to admit it, but Tony was worried. It was now almost half past eight at night and no one had seen or heard from Gibbs all day. "McGee, is there any way at all that we can track his cell?"
McGee shook his head. "If his phone was on then I could get an accurate placement, but since it's off.." McGee trailed off. Tony stood out of his seat and stood in the center of the bullpen. "What about his phone records? See if there is anything suspicious."
McGee nodded. "On it Boss- er- Tony." McGee stuttered causing a slight grin on the senior field agent's face. He did love it when Tim called him 'Boss'. "I'm gonna go talk to the Director. I want answers when I get back." He ordered.
"Maybe next time you will think twice about your actions, Agent Gibbs." He said driving the knife into his leg.
"So let me get this straight Agent DiNozzo. Agent Gibbs has been missing all day and you only now beginning to look for him?" Vance scowled.
Tony shrugged. He knew that Vance disliked him very much, but he didn't know why. Maybe it was because of all the jokes he makes? But when you have such a stressful job as they do, you have no choice but to try to lighten the mood at every chance that you can get. "Agent Gibbs disappears without telling us all the time Director. We didn't think anything of it at first."
"So then what, may I ask, is the big problem then DiNozzo?" Vance gave him a cold stare, but it was nothing compared to the stares that Gibbs could dish out on a daily basis.
"Rule number three." Was all that Tony said, but when he caught the confused look written on Vance's face he let out a frustrated sigh. "Never be unreachable." He stated, hoping that he had cleared it up for the Director.
Vance nodded his head. "I see, very well then. Let me know when you get anything. I'm sure that Agent Gibbs just got held up at the hardware store or decided to take the day off without informing me."
Tony walked out of Vance's office and sighed. If only it was that easy, but it wasn't. He was not as experienced as Gibbs, but Tony could feel his gut churning and screaming at him that Gibbs was in trouble.
"You won't get away with this. My team has probably already figured out that I'm in trouble. They will find me and you will be put away for life." He said with the voice that wasn't there.
His captor chuckled. "If you say so Agent Gibbs," He said walking towards the older agent. "But until then, I think I will have some fun with you." He grinned evilly. He looked towards his partner. "Chris, remove Agent Gibbs' shirt please."
The younger man standing in the corner of the cold room made his way over to the NCIS agent bound by handcuffs and chains. He took his knife out of his pocket and cut a straight line down the front of Gibbs' shirt to remove it.
"Excellent," The other man said. "Now you will suffer." He smiled and slashed the agent's stomach with his knife over and over again. Gibbs cried out in pain as the dark, warm blood flowed down his body.
"What do we have?" Tony demanded as he stepped into the bullpen. McGee sat upright in his chair.
"I checked his phone records. I didn't see anything out of the ordinary, so I double checked. Gibbs made three calls to Mike Franks in the past two days." He said.
Tony nodded. "Get in contact with Franks. He has to know something."
"Already done." Ziva said standing up. "I called him and informed him of Gibbs' disappearing. He said that over the last couple of days Gibbs had called him, thinking that someone was after him. Mike said that he didn't get to ask Gibbs much because two of the three times he had called, Mike was at the cantina." She finished, proud of her findings.
Tony sighed. "So basically, we have nothing." He said just as his cell phone began to ring.
"DiNozzo," He answered.
The only reply was heavy breathing and coughs. "Hello?" He asked.
"Tony.."
"Gibbs?!" Tony shouted out motioning to McGee to get a location on the phone. "Where are you, Gibbs? Are you okay?" He began to panic again putting the phone on speaker so his colleagues could hear.
"I..I don't know…I.." Tony heard what sounded like the phone dropping to the ground.
"Boss?!" He called worried.
On the other line he could hear whispers and then finally, someone picked the phone back up. "Agent DiNozzo," A deep voice replied.
"Who is this?" He questioned.
"That is not important right now. What is important is that you had better hurry if you want to see your Boss alive again. He is growing weaker and weaker by the minute." The man chuckled. "Oh, and I wouldn't bother trying to find my location. Can you believe that Agent Gibbs here actually thinks that you are going to save him? What a shame."
Tony was about to answer when he heard the line go dead. "McGee, please tell me you know where this dirt bag is!"
McGee sighed. "I'm sorry Tony. This guy is good, like really good. He has his location bouncing off of cell towers all around the world. I can get passed the system but it is going to take some time."
"Time is something we unfortunately do not have in this particular case." Ziva added.
Tony rubbed his head trying to think. "McGee, go down to Abby's lab. Get her to help you with the location."
McGee nodded and left for the elevator within a minute.
Tony headed for the bathroom. 'Gibbs, please hang on. We are gonna find you.' He thought.
Find me Tony. I don't think I can hang on much longer.
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