Sammy Part 3
"This is taking too long." Sammy sighed as she tapped the board in front of her as they waited for Tony to come back in to signal. Pretending to collect drugs was one thing but pretending he wasn't a cop was another. Everyone knew he was a cop in not just profession but essence and as Sammy had observed in her short time, he had a cocky swagger to his step like he had the authority to bust rule breakers. They had done all they could to make him look like a criminal but it was his job to act right.
McGee nodded once and adjusted a dial here, turned a switch there to try and get a better fix on Tony's earwig.
"McGee? I will give you thirty seconds and I'm going in."
Ziva's voice buzzed in. McGee was feeling the pressure.
"Okay, okay." He gritted his teeth and caught Sammy's eye. "30 Seconds and counting."
Sammy nodded and switched the timer to go.
"I am blind here." Sighed Gibbs voice over his own microphone
"Come on DiNozzo." Sammy clenched her fist.
12, 11, 10…
"I am going in." Ziva suddenly said
"No, Ziva wait! We got him!" Sammy yelped as the beeping signal that was Tony reappeared on the mapping. "Retracing audio feed now."
Cracking, buzzing, "So what now boys? Where do I get the stuff?"
"Down here."
Footsteps.
Sammy pressed a few more keys. "Surveillance in 9."
9 seconds later a fuzzy image of the swaggering Tony with two stout men were strolling beside him as if they were flanking him, closing in.
"Tony." Her and McGee's eyes met and then flipped back to the screen, anticipation the next move. They were correct. The larger of the two pinned Tony up on the closest wall while the shorter one closed in, cracking his small fists in a meant to be menacing manner.
"Who are you working for?"
"McGee? McGee what's going on?" Ziva joined the din of alarm bells in McGee's head.
"Who cares who he is working for? Who knows you're here?" The big man growled at Tony
"No-one. I came alone for Gray's stock." Tony growled back with equal anger.
"Check his ears and wrists." The little man commanded after a pause. The bigger man did. They found his ear wig and microphones. Then he threw them to the floor and smashed them with his heavy foot. A tinny ring was shot through McGee's headset as connection was lost and he whipped them off in a hurry as did Sammy. He flipped his phone in desperation to get in contact with Ziva.
Sammy watched the men's pointing on the still functioning camera. "They are checking the perimeter." She hissed "Should we tell Jethro to change positions?"
McGee shook his head knowing Gibbs could easily remain inconspicuous. Ziva picked up
"McGee? What's going on?"
"Ziva you have to get out of there! They are coming to you now. Leave the car and try and find Tony without setting off the alarm! We have to see the shipping papers or this will all have been a waste of time!"
Ziva grunted in understanding and hung up. McGee then turned back to the cameras to try and patch in to the surveillance at the door. The pressure was mounting as they remained deaf from Tony. They ran checks and put the head sets back on to update Gibbs.
"Good call McGee." He commented as he told him how he had told Ziva to evacuate the area
Meanwhile in the diming light of evening Ziva was slithering under the trees and over twigs silently and invisibly towards a slightly ajar window, from her careful calculations of the building she deduced that this was a semi subterranean storage unit where they kept water containers and apparently where they had stored Tony nearby.
One well aimed kick and the window was unstuck and Ziva had slid through, landing silently on the concrete floor. Well they weren't wrong about the amounts of water. Tons of it stored in cylindrical plastic containers all around. Now all she had to do was to find Tony. She checked the sign on the door. 7B.
"McGee, I am in storage block 7B. Where is Tony?" She whispered as she pressed herself against the door to spy through the agar crack and see the hall beyond.
"Ziva I need you to get the paperwork from 6A first." McGee sounded pained.
"What If they hurt him? It's on your head." Ziva tried not to sound overly protective of him. Even now they couldn't be too obvious. She slipped out of the door and down past a few doors until she found the offices 6A. She encountered a locked door which was soon fixed with a professional twist of a lock picker. No one was in there so she proceeded inside. The room was filled with filing cabinets and two crammed desks and more water containers. Ziva zipped silently to the filing cabinets and scoped them over. No shipping records. Then, she spotted them on the desk. She just had enough time to flick them under her shirt before the door opened.
Simultaneously all of the monitors blanked out in to snow. All pictures were lost. McGee swore under his breath and dashed his fingers in to complex dance like patterns as he struggle to find a solution. Sammy was talking through to Ziva who had dropped out of signal while Gibbs was shooting stressful questions at McGee. Everything was going wrong.
Drip, drip, drip, drip
"Ziva."
Her name echoed off every wall as she regained consciousness and began to experience the pain of her battering from the big man who had found her in the office. She struggled to become completely coherent as she felt her bound hands and feet and she presence of water containers around her.
"Ziva."
Tony? Was that his voice?
"Ye-Yes?" She mumbled to respond correctly.
"Her Zi, Listen, I don't want to panic you but we may have to get out of here. Like now."
She saw him across the small room from her and only then did she notice the water that was rising from his ankles.
"They are stocking up and destroying the evidence, including us." He gritted his teeth as the chilling water lapped around his feet. She saw he was also bound as her eyes scrabbled around to try and discover a light source to escape by; however this room contained no windows. No means of escape.
When Ziva had observed the room she began to try and struggle against her bonds although her attempt was futile.
"How are they going to destroy the evidence?" She asked as she pushed away her anger and tried to remain resourceful.
"No idea could be dynamite or landslide." Tony relied with a shrug.
She sighed as leaned against the wall impatiently assessing the situation. "No, need to worry, Gibbs will come.
But Gibbs couldn't come. He was pressed against a thick tree from the gunfire that was being sent at him from his opposition. He clutched his bleeding leg and groaned as he tried to pull it closer from the gun fire. He pressed a bloody finger to his ear to try and get back in contact with McGee.
"Boss, boss! Were you hit?"
"Yeah McGee, Where is Ziva?" He grunted taking aim again and missing.
"We lost contact, should I go in?" McGee seemed unsure and keen for orders.
"No, wait for the back up, Get Sammy to go in with the swat team."
McGee was going to confirm and question him, he could tell, but he didn't, Sammy may be junior but she knew how to handle a gun.
As Sammy burst through the doors after the team who were yelling at three men to get on the floor, one resisted and was shot, the others obeyed a lay down. Sammy zipped up her bulletproof and charged down the halls calling for Tony and Ziva. She found the first locked doors and kicked them open; a man with a ratty face was shoving money in a duffle bag,
"On the floor! On the floor!" She yelled and the man tried to withdraw a stubby knife as she swung her gun on him,
"I will do it." She narrowed her eyes as she aimed for her shot.
"Um Ziva." Tony could see something unnerving out of the corner of his eye.
"What?" She looked up from her attempted breaking out of her cuffs
"I know how they are going to destroy the evidence." He bit his lip and nodded to the pool of water that was quickly filling up around their ankles.
"Flooding us?" She was confused "That won't destroy the evidence."
"No but, Ziva we are on a slope. It these basements flood we get a land slide. That could damage property as well as us."
Ziva shook her head; all this meant is that she had a time limit on picking their locks.
"On your knees." She growled. "Two NCIS agents?" She asked "Where are they?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." He grinned meanly. Then all of a sudden his foot kicked up and connected with her wrists, she quickly responded and grabbed his ankle to flip him overland prevent an attack though he managed to dislodge the gun from her grasp causing her to lose control of the situation. He dove for the gun as he lay on the ground and she leaped forward and pulled him back towards him so he couldn't reach the weapon. She kicked out at him and beat his hand to the gun.
"It's no use." He spat out blood and watched her stand. I made sure your friends won't be able to escape and you won't get it from me."
"Why? How are two federal agents you hardly know more important than your own life...?" She realised and gritted her teeth "You're willing to kill two people and maybe more just to hide the fact you have been storing drugs here?" She shook her head. "C'mon." She urged him to stand with the point of her gun. He didn't move.
He suddenly struck again with his ankle on her knees and she fell to the ground with a resounding crash.
"Got it?" He tried not to sound too worried as the water lapped around their knees
"Nearly." She gritted her teeth with her eyes closed and plucking her hairpin at the cuffs as she attempted to do the job faster.
"Okay." He closed his eyes also, he had to trust her because he had seen her do this before and 10 times faster, so he didn't show impatience he merely waited.
"Almost there…Got it!" She grunted and the handcuffs clicked open. She looked up at him smiling and then looked down and saw the water at her waists. The water was mixing with the crime in the room and it was full of dust and bitterly cold. Without another word she quickly waded over to him as the water weighed her legs down and pressed her lips quickly to his before she started on his cuffs.
Tony exhale and rested his head on the top of hers as she worked on his hands tied around the pole. Water was rising to their chests but hey both tried to ignore that and the wooden chair that was now floating and the lowness of the roof. She managed to pick his locks quicker than her own and as he was rubbing his now free wrists she took his hand and paddled to the door with him.
"Locked." He grunted as he pushed the door. Ziva was looking at the hinges which were small and unreliable.
"The pressure is getting to these. If they break we can get out, unless you have a screw driver?" She asked after examination
He shook his head, "They took our knifes away too."
Ziva sighed and cracked er fingers annoyed "So much for rule number 9. At least I made up in that rule for breaking number 12."
Tony smiled behind her and then began to swim around in the dirty water trying to find a weak spot in the thin plastered walls.
"Here." Ziva exclaimed once they reached collar bone level in the water. She was pointing at some bubbles that were streaming up to the surface area in front of her.
It was hard for them to create any lasting pressure on the wall to break it as they kicked and pushed at the underwater leakage. However once they couldn't touch the ground they felt the wall crumble and give way as they chipped at it, trying to make a hole big enough for them to swim through, the water level in their room was lessening as it flowed out but the changing pressure seemed to disturb the roof which was sagging, Ziva pulled off her jacket and turned to Tony.
"Ready for a dip?" She asked with a sly and worried grin. He nodded feeling chocked up and they both dived. She just slipped through but he didn't fit. As she submerged on the other side coughing and shivering she found herself Tonyless.
"Tony!" She called and banged on the wall.
"Ziva! I can't fit you're going to have to go get help!"
After hesitation she kicked the wall and called "Stay there."
He replied faintly with a sarcastic Okay and she waded through the knee high water towards the door which was also locked and she swore quietly in a few languages. Brute force was now needed, and before the water filled up both rooms too much or more leakages started.
When the door was broken out of partially she sprinted down to Tony's door and picked the lock as quickly as she could. Alarms were going off and water gushed from the door as soon as she opened it. Tony ran out to meet her and they ran along the passage until they reached the top of some stairs and they both looked down in to more water, the flooded stairs and their only exit.
Sammy regained conciseness as her head swam and her cheek ached and she felt the warmth of dried blood on her face and hands. She immediately grabbed the radio at the side as she sat up and arranged the swat team to watch for the rat faced man and his money. She took her head in her hands and breathed heavily, they had checked all this level of rooms but not down stairs or below.
"Sammy, The swats say you were hurt!" McGee buzzed in the radio.
"I am fine." She grunted "Focus finding Tony and Ziva, how's Gibbs?"
"With medics now. Sammy there has been a flood. Anyone who is on the bottom two levels as been flooded and that exit is blocked."
Her heart sunk, where were they?
They both took deep breaths as they resurfaced at the stairs going up to the doors which had been collapsed on.
"Where now?" Ziva asked desperately
"Back, to the front door, the way I came, upstairs." Tony replied as her tried to clear his oxygen deprived head, his weak lungs made it hard to breath, not that he would ever let Ziva know that. So they went back and endured the cold foggy water all over again and when they reached the top floor again Tony found his balance gave up on him. Ziva took his arm and looked in to his eyes, confused and worried for him.
"What's wrong?" She asked as she stroked back his head.
"Damn plague." He muttered darkly as he harshly exhaled. Of course his lungs had been weakened by having pneumonic plague. Ziva had forgotten.
"Tony! Ziva!"
Sammy came running up the hall with two SWAT's.
"I just kicked that short guys butt and mad 6 arrests!" She beamed around at them as she hugged them both at the same time.
"Help Tony," Ziva was shivering dangerously "His lungs." And they were both out like lights.
I am sosososososoososososo sorry I have been so busy! New stories being written, Social life to be had, SCHOOL WORK EW! Anyway enjoy and review! 3 I promise I will put some time aside this weekend for you! Xx Gibbslet!