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8
He had a major headache and he felt a bit dizzy. Nothing to worry about, Jethro knew that it came from the blood loss.
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It's not like I can call for a doctor anyway…
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Not much later he heard movement in front of the room he was in.
The rusty old iron door opened and a wealthy looking man entered his prison, carrying a camcorder in his hand. With a smile he pulled the chair out from under the table and gave the guard a sign to give them some time alone.
"Good afternoon Agent Gibbs."
"Special Agent" he paused "afternoon maybe, good definitely not."
"Mister Gibbs, so the rumors are true, you really have this attitude people are talking about." The man opposite Gibbs said coolly.
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Ignoring the sentence Gibbs looked at the man's face which was vague familiar to him, though he couldn't pin down as to why.
"You know who I am, tell me with whom do I have the pleasure."
"I rather don't discuss that. You see I don't want to kill you." The facial expression was neutral.
"How can I call you then?" "Well if you want a name you can call me, um, I'd say Charles."
"Charles, why am I here, what do you want?"
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The man eyed him with an icy stare before he spoke again, though without actually answering his question.
"Agent Gibbs, um, sorry I mean Special Agent Gibbs do you know that a reward is out on your head."
"Not just one." Jethro retorted matter-of-factly.
"Yeah? You seem to have the extraordinary ability to piss someone of by your sheer existence, don't you?"
Gibbs smiled. "Thank you, I think that is my best quality, it took me awhile to get this good."
"You are in captivity and yet very cocky."
"I can't help it." Jethro answered while moving with his back closer to the wall on his right.
"May I call you Gibbs, it would make thinks easier." "Do I have a choice?" The middle aged man opposite Jethro almost smiled. "Well, well of course you have a choice Special Agent Gibbs; I do have to admit I am starting to like you."
"Don't!" The look on Gibbs face showed how serious he that meant.
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The man eyed his captive and let out a cold laugh, finally getting back on the track of the conversation.
"You see, you're just here and still alive because you and your team are actually as good as you think you are." He paused shortly and looked closely at his prisoner.
"You are my life assurance, for now."
"And then?" Not really wanting to know the answer.
"I think then I'll check out which reward the highest is, or I'll even let you go."
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Like you'll let me go…
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Gibbs' look went to the camcorder in the man's hand.
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Proof of life…
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"Yes Agent Gibbs…" 'Charles' had followed his line of sight "…we're going to make a little home video for your friends, so keep smiling."
Before the man started the camcorder he stood up and focused his gaze on Gibbs' face.
"Oh and Special Agent Gibbs, no signing; you don't want something happen to your girl." He pulled a picture out of his pocket and threw it to Gibbs on the mattress.
It landed face down next to his injured leg.
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Jethro grabbed the picture and turned it around.
It showed Abby and him smiling towards the cam. He had his arm trapped around her waist just like her arm was trapped around his waist.
She looked so beautiful and relaxed.
She was wearing a dark red, knee length dress, her hair was down and she was barefoot.
He was wearing a colour matching red polo-shirt and black pants, he was equally barefoot.
Actually, at some point all had been bare foot that afternoon.
The picture was taken at a BBQ at Ziva and Tony's place right after they had moved in together about a month ago.
It actually could be the night Abby got pregnant.
He thought while looking up.
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"Where did you get that?" Gibbs' was voice neutral.
"I took the liberty to scan through your glove-box. I thought you want a picture of your girlfriend. You see, I'm not a fiend I'm a business man."
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We will find that out soon enough…
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With that Charles switched the button of the camcorder on.
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Jethro just stared at the man, who finally pointed the cam in his direction and began to speak.
"As you can see, I have your boss, friend and lover. My demands are easy to follow, slow down your investigation; I don't even say stop it, just slow down. If you do as I say, you'll get your boss back." The voice stopped for a second and zoomed in on Gibbs face.
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TBC...
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