Prompt: "freeze"
"Of Course"
McGee was falling asleep again.
"Tim." Tony nudged him roughly with his knee.
"Wha-" McGee jerked suddenly to awareness, staring at Tony in alarm. "What happened?"
"You almost fell asleep again," he snapped in reply.
The cold was fraying Tony's nerves. They were both shivering hard now, despite their heavy jackets. He knew that the longer they spent here - stuck in a deep, dark freeze in this soulless metal container - the closer they came to a frigid and rather undignified death.
"You told Gibbs where we were going, right?" McGee asked.
"Of course," Tony lied.
It was Tony's fault; he loved sneaking around Gibbs' back, just to prove that he could. This time he really fucked it all up. No one knew they were here, except for the two of them and whoever locked them in here.
"Okay." McGee wiped away some moisture on his nose. It was numb. "It's not that bad in here. We can wait."