Typhoon
Unfortunately, as Grandpa MacGillivray (Maggie's father) always said to his several grandchildren, things will always get worse, seldom better, when there are too many players and too much at stake. You can't control the whole situation, regardless of how desperately you may try. There is always something that you will overlook, and that's exactly where life will kick you.
Whenever it happens, you just have to do your best to break your fall the best you can.
McGee and Buchanan kept following the link of the selling of the comics, and McGee through his magic fingers was able to connect the sudden influx of money into Petty Officer Veseley's accounts to the sudden appearance of extremely rare editions of comics in the market. After several phone calls, they were able to trace some back to a collector in Michigan, and both agents went to the meeting room to make a conference call with him.
Tony and Ziva stayed in the bullpen explaining to Gibbs what they found out from Petty Officer Veseley's supervisor, when the phone on McGee's desk started to ring. Gibbs glances at it, and ignores it, as it's ringing the tone that indicates that it is an internal call.
It stops ringing, and Gibbs turns to his agents again, just to be interrupted by his own phone ringing. He glares at it, and growls on the receiver.
"Gibbs speaking," he says irritated.
"Ah, Agent Gibbs," says Steve, from the main access gate, "I'm trying to reach Agent McGee, do you know where he is?"
"He's unavailable right now, what's wrong, Steve?"
"Oh, you know, it's just that there's someone down here that is demanding to speak with him, and considering the amount of news crews hovering our gate like vultures, I thought…"
"Who's that person? Is it a journalist? Why would he think that McGee would talk to him? Send him packing, and keep the security tight, don't let anyone in without proper identification, we don't want incidents in the Navy Yard."
"No, no," denies the gatekeeper, confusing Gibbs, "it's not a journalist."
"Who is it then?"
"You see, Agent Gibbs," says Steve, and Gibbs stands straight when he hears it, "He's saying he's Agent McGee's father, Commander Kieran McGee."
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Gibbs ordered him sent in, and immediately rang McGee's cell phone.
"Special Agent McGee," he answered.
"I need you in the bullpen right now," said Gibbs, without greeting him.
"Sure," he glances at Joy, who is sitting in the conference table looking at the comics they collected the night before, "what's this about?"
"Your father is here, McGee," McGee freezes at Gibbs' words, and Gibbs could almost see the panicked face of his younger agent in his mind, "we'll deal with him, together, but come to the bullpen, ok?"
Gibbs disconnects, and McGee stays with the phone on his ear for a moment, paralyzed. Joy stands up, and touches his arm, "Tim," he lowers his phone, and puts it in his pocket, and turns panicked eyes to Joy, who studies his face with concern, "what happened to Sarah? I'm going to kill Matthew if he did anything stupid, I swear, I…"
"No," he shakes his head, and smiles, as Joy immediately jumped to the conclusion that something was wrong with Sarah. He studies her face, so full of concern for him, "my father is in the bullpen," Joy's face become an unreadable mask, in order to hide her fury, "we have to go."
They collect the comics, put them back in the evidence bags, and go back to face the one problem they really weren't expecting to have.
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While Gibbs waits for McGee and Buchanan to get to the bullpen, and for McGee's father to be escorted to the bullpen, he makes a call to Director Vance.
"Vance, I need to use your room," he says, without preambles.
"Is this the way you greet your Director, Agent Gibbs," Gibbs is staring at the elevator doors, just waiting for them to open.
"I don't have time to bullshit around, I have a situation here that you must become aware of, and I need you to back me up, no questions asked," the elevator doors open and a tall man in military uniform enters the bullpen escorted by a security guard, who points to Agent Gibbs. He looks around and immediately sees Gibbs looking at him, the man turns and doesn't walk, he marches towards Gibbs. "We'll be there in a minute."
"Agent Gibbs, what's…" Gibbs disconnects, leaving the Director hanging.
The man approaches Gibbs desk, he doesn't look at the other agents, who are studying him carefully, and stops before his desk.
"Agent Gibbs, I presume." He says, holding his cap in his hand against his chest.
"You presume correctly," says Gibbs, with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "Commander Kieran McGee, I presume."
"The one and only," Commander McGee says, full of pride at his position in the Navy.
Gibbs studies the man before him, and wonders how this pompous ass could have created such a gentle soul as McGee. It must have been the influence of McGee's mother. Beside the height, and some facial features, like his nose and the line of his eyebrows, there was little in Commander McGee that reminded Gibbs of his Elflord, especially as it seemed that the McGee senior had a scowl permanently fixed on his face.
Gibbs goes around his desk, and points to the stairs that lead to the Director's office, "let's take this meeting to a more private setting," he says.
"I see no reason for that, as my mission here is very simple and straightforward," says Commander McGee.
"And what would that be?" asks Ziva, standing up from her chair, and looking at the two older men with a frown.
There's something going on here, and Gibbs knows about it, she thinks.
He looks at the Israeli, and studies her up and down, and dismisses her in his mind as being a simple weak-minded female.
"My mission is very simple," he says with a cruel smile, which makes Ziva's blood boil, on his face "I came to collect Sarah and to bring her home."
That brings the agents to a standstill, as they look at each other and to Gibbs, who now can't exactly hide his glare from the eldest McGee.
"If you will follow me," he says through clenched teeth, indicating the stairs, but Commander McGee either was ignoring the danger or he simply did not see the fury burning behind those cold blue eyes.
"No need to disturb your routine, Agent Gibbs, just show me the way to my daughter," says Commander McGee.
"I don't think you got it," says Gibbs, stepping closer to Commander McGee and openly glaring at the man, "It wasn't an invitation," Gibbs literally growls the last words.
Finally the elder McGee catches up with the animosity in Gibbs' face, and squints his eyes at this man who, as far as he knows, works with his worthless son.
Probably Tim shakes on his chubby legs whenever he growls at him, he thinks maliciously.
"DAD," he takes his eyes from the angry blue ones staring him down, and he receives the surprise of his life when he sees a tall slim man, in elegant clothes, striding up in a hurry down the corridor towards him. If it wasn't for the deep see green eyes that are staring at him with the same terrified look of old, he wouldn't have recognized his son.
"What are you doing here?" asks McGee, as he gets closer to the two older men, and looks from one to the other.
"What do you think I'm doing here? I came for Sarah." He studies the short curvy brunette who arrives at the standoff later, due to her short legs, and the way she looks at his son with worried eyes.
Uhm, maybe I can use that to my advantage later, thinks Kieran McGee.
"She doesn't want to see you," says McGee, firmly.
"Why not? I'm her father," says a grinning Kieran.
"Let's move," says Gibbs, and he steers Kieran McGee, who reluctantly starts to walk, to the stairs. McGee looks at his father with troubled eyes, and at Gibbs, who calls him up, "come on, McGee, Director's office, now."
"I'll cover for you, go" says Buchanan softly, as she brushes her hand against his arm, in a feeble attempt of support.
"Still hiding behind some woman's skirt, Timmy? Haven't you grown a spine yet, Timmy boy?" Kieran wouldn't let the chance to put him down pass, and smiles ironically at his sorry excuse for a son, who had always been a disappointment to him.
McGee closes his eyes in torment, and Buchanan looks with fury at the eldest McGee. She literally growls, and her fingers curl like claws, and she mentally prepares herself to rip this asshole's eyeballs out with her manicured nails. Or maybe she should stake his balls to the wall?
"No," says McGee, stopping her before she can advance against his neck, "he's not worth it."
He sighs, and starts following Gibbs and his father to the Director's office, leaving three team-mates looking worried at them.
"Why is Gibbs using the Director's room for this talk?" asks DiNozzo.
Joy smiles wolfishly, "soundproofed walls, DiNozzo."
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