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Gibbs doubted he had ever driven quite that fast. Yes, he always drove fast, it helped save valuable time. And when it came down to a suspect-chase he drove even faster, it helped increase the chances of actually catching the bad guy.
But when it came to the fact that he was chasing a man who had kidnapped the girl who he considered almost as his granddaughter, he used the highest speed possible in the current circumstances.
Which was also the reason why he swerved from one edge of the highway to another, to get past the cars who were moving much too slowly for his liking.
Though it did not seem to suite well with the other drivers, who had to brake and let him through. The sound of blaring car horns was non-stop.
They arrived two houses away from the house Abby had given them the address to, in case Sean was watching out the window. They decided on approaching as quietly and stealthily as possible.
So they got out of the car and ran to the intended house, trying their best to remain invisible.
Gibbs sent McGee and Ziva to the back of the house, to enter through the back door, while he stayed in the front with Tony.
"In position," Ziva whispered into the transmitter. Through the earwigs the rest of the team could hear her.
"Copy," the answer came from Gibbs. "Enter on three. Quietly."
"Roger that," McGee replied.
"One," Gibbs started counting. "Two. Three."
All four agents entered the house quietly as ghosts. Luckily both front and back doors had been unlocked, so they didn't need to waste time on picking locks.
"Kitchen is clear," Ziva announced, right as Tony said the same about the bathroom.
"Found him," Gibbs suddenly called out in normal voice. "Living room."
The other three agents ran to the living room too. Gibbs stood by one of the doors that led out of the room, his gun aimed at Sean who stood in the middle of the room, cell phone in hand.
"I'll call you back," he said into the phone, then disconnected the call.
McGee appeared in the doorway next to Gibbs, Ziva and Tony in the other one. Sean didn't as much as blink when he noticed the four guns aimed at him.
"Where is Rachel?" both Tony and Ziva demanded.
"She's not here," he answered with a smirk.
They both had murderous looks on their faces, so Gibbs decided to prevent it.
"Easy," he warned them. "If you kill him now then we have no possibility of finding Rachel."
They seemed to understand that, but that didn't lessen those oh-so-willing-to-commit-homicide looks on their faces.
"DiNozzo, cuff him," Gibbs ordered his Senior Agent.
Tony approached Sean and did as he was told, clicking to handcuffs on tighter than necessary, causing Sean to let out a grunt of pain. "You are under arrest for kidnapping my daughter." Then he continued just a little off the usual lines. "You have the right to remain silent, though it is not recommended for your own safety. Anything you say will be used against you in any possible way."
Gibbs chuckled at Tony's words.
Then Tony and McGee went to take Sean to the car, while Gibbs and Ziva went to search the rest of the house. Maybe Rachel was there too, even though Sean had said she was not.
They checked the building as thoroughly as they could, but found no one. The house was empty.
"She isn't here, Ziva," Gibbs tried to convince her when she wanted to search more.
"Maybe she is," she insisted, but Gibbs pulled her to the car. She didn't resist.
"Every minute we spend here just delays finding her further. That SOB in the car knows where she is," Gibbs exclaimed almost angrily. "The sooner we get him back to NCIS, the sooner he'll tell us where she is."
Ziva looked like Gibbs had finally convinced her and went to the car willingly. Tony's face fell noticeably when he saw them coming back without Rachel. Again.
Gibbs threw the keys to Ziva, earning confused and somewhat frightened looks from his other agents.
"Boss, you sure about that?" Tony asked Gibbs with disbelief, only to have Gibbs' hand meet the back of his head. Again. "You're sure about it."
The drive back to NCIS was even worse than Ziva's driving usually was, but Gibbs trusted her to control herself enough to not crash anywhere.
The team had gotten used to Ziva's driving for now, actually. Or at least her usual driving. That one was way over the limit even for her. McGee was slightly green when they reached the Navy Yard. Yet his slightly greenish tone was nothing compared to Sean. He looked about ready to throw up any minute now. Which, as everyone suspected, had partly been a reason for the extremely high speed. That and the fact that Ziva was pissed off.
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