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PREVIOUSLY ON NCIS

Then, they heard it. Two silent shots were fired into their window and the glass fell.

REGULAR POV

Tony and Ziva instinctively rolled off of the bed away from the window. Ziva managed to drag a sheet down with her. They ended up crouched in the floor, hearts beating wild.

Ziva quickly wrapped the sheet around herself while Tony stepped into his boxers since their clothes had been discarded around the room.

Tony looked at Ziva and said, "Whoever that is, I'm going to kill them."

"That won't be necessary." The unidentified man said coming through the window, gun trained on Tony and Ziva. "Get dressed and don't try anything."

Tony and Ziva slowly stood up. Tony made sure his body was between Ziva and the gunman. Tony quickly gathered their clothes and then got dressed. He then held the sheet in front of Ziva so she could get dressed without the prying eyes of the man wielding the gun. She could feel the terrible anger coming off Tony in waves.

"Let's go." The unidentified man said forcefully, while stepping further into the room.

Tony and Ziva both looked at each other and got ready to fight, but just as Tony was about to make his move, the unidentified cocked his gun and pointed it straight at Ziva daring Tony to try anything.

Defeated, Tony and Ziva left the room with the gunman and met Jerome outside. Ziva tried to resist, but every time she did, the gunmen would aim their guns at Tony. They all walked to the car, guns trained on the agents.

Once they got to the car, the unidentified man popped the trunk. He motioned for them to get in. Ziva felt a wave of panic and a flashback trying to surface. Luckily for her, Tony saw it surfacing in her eyes. He grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze.

Just about the time that Tony was going to climb in first, the unidentified man grabbed Ziva's ass. Ziva glared and jumped, but since there were guns trained on them, she just stared at Tony.

Tony stepped out and had Ziva get in first so he could at least put himself between her and the gunmen as much as possible. Before they could get somewhat comfortable, they shut the trunk.

Darkness enveloped the agents. Ziva's flashback was once again clawing its way back up. She was having trouble fighting the fear and the flashback. Tony sensed this and shifted so he was lying on his stomach. He put his left arm tightly around Ziva.

"We are going to be OK." Tony said soothingly in her ear. "I will protect you. Gibbs will find us. We are going to be OK." He could feel her attack residing with every reassuring promise.

After a couple minutes, Ziva weakly said, "Thank you Tony. I am sorry."

"Why are you sorry, sweet cheeks?" Tony asked keeping his arm tucked safely around her.

"I was trained in Mossad for situations like this. I let the past get in the way." Ziva replied embarrassed.

"It's OK and understandable. Even though you said your mourning is over, you are still healing emotionally and mentally. We all are." Tony said gently and truthfully.

Ziva turned her head and gave Tony a big kiss.

"Not that I didn't enjoy that, but what was that for?" Tony asked.

"For always knowing the right thing to say." Ziva replied. The darkness enveloped them once more with Tony and Ziva trying to figure out how to escape.

WEST VIRGINIA STATE POLICE HEADQUARTERS

"Sergeant Ball." Sergeant Ball answered the ringing of his cell phone. He was standing in the middle of a trashed room which was a crime scene.

"NCIS Special Agent Gibbs here." Gibbs said through the phone. It was now going on 10 AM and no word from either Ziva or Tony. He had been starting to get worried since his gut was telling him something was wrong.

"What can I do for you Agent Gibbs?" Sergeant Ball asked while stepping out of the scene before him.

"I am calling trying to locate two missing agents, which I believe you have met. Agents Ziva David and Tony DiNozzo were supposed to check in with me this morning and be on their way back. However, they aren't answering their phones and the trace says they are still in their hotel room." Gibbs said while sitting at his desk.

"Well, as luck would have it, I am at their hotel room." Sergeant Ball said not liking where this call was headed. "You might want to get down here."

"What's going on Sergeant?" Gibbs stood up tensely and so suddenly that it made McGee jump.

"Something that you should see for yourself. We will leave things where they are and wait for you." Sergeant Ball simply said feeling bad for this man that he had yet to meet. He knew that if roles were reversed he would feel better coming in and processing the scene for himself.

"We will be there in about 4 hours. Send me the address." Gibbs said and hung up. Turning his sights to McGee, he said, "Go pack a bag for a couple of days, and get back here ASAP."

"Where we going, Boss?" McGee asked standing up, getting his gun, and locking his drawers.

"West Virginia." Gibbs replied when stepping into the elevator. He needed to go tell Abby before she heard it any other way. He then had to tell Ducky, Palmer, and Vance.

McGee left shortly after Gibbs knowing that what happened wasn't good. His gut also said that Gibbs was going to break the news to Abby. He made sure to have his phone handy knowing that Abby would probably be calling him after.

Gibbs stepped off the elevator into Abby's lab and her music, though back on, was still playing quietly.

Gibbs stood there for a minute studying Abby preparing himself for breaking the news. Some of her perkiness had come back, but she was still worried about her family that was gone.

After a minute or two Gibbs made himself walk into the lab. He sat the Calf-Pow down in front of her and nudged her into the stool by the computer where she was working.

"Gibbs! What's going on?" Abby asked hesitantly. Her smile faded as she had a feeling something was going on and reached for Bert.

"Tony and Ziva are missing. McGee and I are going down to their hotel in West Virginia and head up locating them. I need you to be the brilliant Abby I know you are and find me something in what I send you. They don't have their phones. I am going to have McGee send you the information of the car of suspects. Track that for me." Gibbs said then gave her a kiss on the side of her temple.

Abby looked up at Gibbs from where she sat with watery eyes, and told Gibbs, "Find our family. Make sure they are safe."

"I will." Gibbs promised. He hated seeing his kids helpless, let alone two of them missing.

"Call me as soon as you find them, Gibbs." Abby demanded. She then held out her pinky finger and said, "Promise me."

Gibbs locked his pinky with hers and said, "I promise."

After one last kiss to her temple, Gibbs returned to the elevator once more and went down break the news to Ducky.

"Ah, Jethro. To what do I owe this honor?" Ducky said turning around from his desk as Gibbs walked in.

"Long story short, Tony and Ziva are missing." Gibbs said flatly.

"Oh dear." Ducky said with a heavy sigh.

"McGee and I are on our way to their hotel in West Virginia." Gibbs said and continued, "When you get finished studying that evidence, let me know ASAP."

"Will do. Now, go and find them. Be sure to let us know when you find them." Ducky said turning back around. He knew that this was hard on Gibbs since Gibbs was the father of the group. This hurt Ducky too because he felt as if he was the grandfather of the group.

"I will Duck." Gibbs said and stepped back to the elevator to go fill Vance in.

As the elevator quickly made its way to the top floor, Gibbs took a few calming breaths trying to calm is churning gut before the doors opened.

Gibbs stepped out onto the landing. He glanced down into the bullpen and noticed McGee was back. He made a mental note to have him load everything onto one of those stick memory things and bring it along as well as photos of Tony, Ziva, suspects, and victims.

He strode over to where Vance's secretary was sitting, and like usual, barged right into Vance's office. He knew that one time he was probably going to not like what he was going to see – but he would, until that time, just barge in. Plus, that's what Vance and his secretary already expected of him, and gave up trying to change.

"Would it kill you to knock?" Vance said from where he sat at his desk and not looking up from his paperwork.

"Probably Leon." Gibbs said closing the door.

"What's up?" Vance said sitting up and putting his pen and papers down.

"Well, I have two agents missing, a list of growing suspects, something the victim was working on that someone tried to wipe of his computer, and a call from the West Virginia State Police saying that I need to get down to the hotel where Tony and Ziva were staying." Gibbs said quickly summarizing his thoughts of what was going on.

"Well, go." Vance said. He stood up and walked around his desk. He then said, "Let me know what you find out."

"Will do. I'll have McGee send you a better update. I want to get on the road." Gibbs said opening the door.

"Let me know what I can do to help!" Vance quickly said. Their relationship was rocky at best, but Gibbs knew Vance would have his 'six.'

"I'll take you up on that soon." Gibbs said over his shoulder.

Gibbs made his way down to the bullpen and went to his desk.

"McGee, make sure you back up your files on the stick thing and get the pictures to go." Gibbs said.

"On it Boss." McGee said and immediately started on his tasks. He wanted to get going to find his missing "family" and make Abby happy again.

After a few minutes had passed, McGee announced he was done. Gibbs grabbed his gun, badge, and extra ammo along with his gear. This made McGee follow his lead only he had an extra duffle with extra clothes.

"We need to make one stop so I can grab my stuff then we will hit the road." Gibbs said as the elevator doors closed.

MEANWHILE IN THE FRONT OF THE KIDNAPPERS CAR

They had already driven about 3 hours on their six hour journey home when the uninjured man spoke, "I don't know about you, but I'm getting tired."

"I am too and after all, it's going on 1 o'clock in the morning." Jerome said.

They pulled off the interstate and into a small motel. Once they got their room, which they made sure was around back and by itself; they climbed wearily out of the car. Once out, the uninjured man kept watched while Jerome opened the trunk.

"They're gone! They're FUCKING gone!" Jerome yelled.

"What!?" The uninjured man quickly walked over and joined Jerome.

They were peering into the empty truck knowing that their futures were not looking so bright at the moment.

AN: Well, what did you think? Are you wondering how they escaped? Well you are in luck; next chapter will be the escape. Please read, review, alert, favorite, and review!