Hey guys and girls, long time no see, right? Heh, oops, sorry about that. Anyways lets talk about the most recent NCIS episode! Man, did you see how hurt Tony was when Ziva told him she slept with Adam because she felt alone, when Tony had told her in Hebrew that she wasn't? And the whole silent treatment thing? Man, that was good! Can't wait for the next episode where they expand on that.
And for those of you that think Cote de Pablo isn't returning for Season 11, keep this in mind: Cote de Pablo has been on the show for about 8 years now I think, and her character as Ziva David as pretty much become one of the driving forces in the show, coupled with all those Tiva fans. Because lets face it: A lot of us can't wait to see the next NCIS episode not because of some random case, but because we wanna see more Tiva! Or just see the ending to some kind of cliffhanger. And I think it was her last contract that she took an EXTREMELY long time to get renewed, and I think she's just taking a long time to spice up the season and keep us all on edge, because admit it: At least half of you reading this right now are worried that Cote de Pablo might not return for Season 11.
I personally don't think she would actually do that, because starting Season 11, a lot of plot holes would be left if she were to just leave the show entirely, not to mention the unresolved tension between Tony and Ziva, and how after 8 years of building it up, it just stops with her leaving? Anyways, that's just me ranting, don't forget to favorite and REVIEW! :)
"Now get in the corner!" The agent growled, pointing the barrel of the pistol towards a far corner of Autopsy away from the doors. They all glared at him but reluctantly moved into the corner.
"So, now that we know you're a mole of some sort, what's your game-plan? Play horizontal pogo-stick with me? Because I can assure you I'm as straight as they come." Tommy snickered, trying to focus the agent's attention on him. The agent growled angrily as he pistol-whipped Tommy across the head, sending him straight to the ground.
"Tommy!" Lisa shouted in fear as she knelt down beside Tommy, the slight trickle of blood seeping out of his head doing nothing to calm her.
"You bastard!" Lisa shrieked, her emotions running high as unshed tears glistened her eyes. The agent snickered at the worried look on Lisa's face. Too bad I got my cover blown so soon. I surely would have won that office pool bet that Lisa had feelings for Agent Tommy. Shame.
Tommy groaned in pain as his eyes flickered open, being met by Lisa's deep dark-chocolate eyes. The entire world was blurry for Tommy as he raised a shaky hand to Lisa's face, cupping her left cheek.
"Don't...worry..." Tommy groaned, shooting Lisa a slight DiNozzo Grin. Lisa couldn't help but chuckle a bit at Tommy's need to make a joke out of everything and always see the glass half-full, because that was just who he was.
"Get up." The agent barked, pointing his gun at Tommy. Tommy tried to sit up, but the combined feeling of pain in the back of his head, nausea, and blurriness sent him collapsing straight back to the floor. "GET UP!" The agent shouted, kicking Tommy in the side, causing him to cry out in pain.
"STOP! He's hurt! Give him time!" Lisa shrieked, the only thing stopping her from jumping on top of him right that instant and snapping his neck was the gun in his hand, and even that reason was wearing thin. Gibbs and Lisa both bent down and wrapped each of Tommy's arms around their necks, then slowly rising to their feet, supporting Tommy's weight as he stood on shaky legs, swerving this way and that.
"Now, one of you are going to call Tony and tell him to bring Ziva down here, and you will NOT alert him of the situation, or you all die. Is that understood!?" The agent shouted, his gun not wavering in the slightest as it was fixed straight at Tommy's head, right between his eyes.
"So, that's what this is all about, isn't that right? This is your endgame? Kidnap Tony and Ziva? Because I assure you if that is your intention, then I can only beg to differ!" Ducky shouted, his face beat red from anger, his hands clenching and un-clenching themselves. The agent chuckled evilly as he walked over to one of the Autopsy tables and picked up a scalpel, his gun pointed at Tommy the entire time.
"Oh Doctor, I too beg to differ. You see, my boss is a very...powerful man, and he does not take well to failure. That being said, I too feel the same way and when I set myself to completing a task, I always, ALWAYS, get results." The agent said, slowly taking steps towards Tommy like a lion on the hunt, stalking its prey, and at the right moment, pounces. "Now you see, here's where you're wrong. You will call Tony and tell him to bring Ziva down with him, or Tommy here suffers the consequences." The agent said, making a slicing motion with the scalpel as he moved closer towards Tommy.
"Over my dead body!" Gibbs growled, unconsciously shifting Tommy's arm so he stood slightly in front of Tommy. The agent got a wicked gleam in his eyes as he redirected the pistol's line of fire at Gibbs.
"That can be arranged." The agent said.
"NO!" Tommy shouted as loud as he could, causing the agent to lower his weapon and look at Tommy, a questioning expression on his face. "No? Would you prefer I shoot the beautiful Agent Lisa instead!?" The agent shouted, pointing his gun at Lisa. Despite the fact that her heart was pounding in fear, she would force herself to keep a calm exterior, and stand proud in the face of death, because if that's what needed to be done to save them, that's what she would do.
"No...that's not what I meant...at all..." Tommy croaked, causing the agent to smile wickedly, lowering his sidearm once again.
"Is that so? Well then, Agent Tommy, would you care to enlighten me?" The agent asked mockingly. Tommy gave a slight grin as he looked straight at the agent.
"None of us are going to contact Tony and tell him to come down here with Ziva. And you aren't going to harm anyone here, except me." Tommy said confidently, causing Lisa to have a sharp intake of breath, her eyes wide as she looked at Tommy in alarm.
"No, Tommy! No, you will do no such thing!" Lisa shouted at Tommy, tightening her grip on Tommy as if it would keep him safe from all the harms in the world, or at least the pistol in the agent's hand.
"Aww, isn't that sweet? The courageous male giving himself up to protect others, and his princess refusing to let anything to happen to him? Heh, sounds like it could make good TV. Unfortunately, this is reality, and in reality, not every love story has a happy ending." The agent growled as he unexpectedly ripped Tommy right from Lisa and Gibbs's grasps, putting the scalpel right under his neck and forcing Tommy on his knees.
"You will contact Tony, and you will tell him to bring Ziva with him down here. And you WILL not alert them, or Agent Tommy here gets a nice gash right across his neck. I'm done playing games! You have 30 seconds to comply, and if Tony isn't contacted by then, he die-" The agent was cut off as he felt a kick slam into his right side, causing him to drop the scalpel and gun as he fell to the side, releasing Tommy from his grasp.
Ziva placed another kick straight to the agent's face, knocking him out cold. Gibbs and Lisa immediately rushed over to the agent and handcuffed him, tightening the cuffs as tightly as they would go. Tommy could only smile as Ducky rushed over to him and started to his head wound. Tony smiled at the sight as Gibbs literally dragged the agent out of autopsy and into the elevator, where he would be brought straight into interrogation.
Lisa walked to Ziva and immediately embraced her in a tight hug, one Ziva gladly reciprocated. Tony grinned as he took out his phone and snapped a quick picture of the moment, deciding that this was one of those memories he would always treasure.
"Thank you, Ziva. Thank you...so much!" Lisa whispered in Ziva's ear, tears streaming down her face.
"I did this on my own free choice, and I would never hesitate to make the same choice." Ziva responded, taking her shirt and dabbing Lisa's face. Tony smiled as he hobbled back over to the elevator, getting in with Gibbs and the handcuffed and unconscious agent.
"So, how did Ziva know that we were in trouble?" Gibbs asked, smiling as the elevator rose up.
"It was her Mossad spidey-senses. I don't know how she does it, call it a gut feeling." Tony smiled as he delivered one of his own kicks in the agent's side. Gibbs chuckled as he too kicked the agent rather forcefully in the side.
"Time to bring his sorry ass into interrogation and keep at him until he's crying for his boss." Gibbs said as the elevator doors opened.
NCIS
"WHAT WAS YOUR MISSION!?" Gibbs shouted at the agent, who at the moment was quavering in fear. Gibbs had been interrogating the agent for an hour straight, and still the agent hadn't cracked, but he was close, very close. Jenny, Tommy, Lisa, Tony, Ziva, and Ducky stood in the observation room watching in amusement as they watched Gibbs punch the agent right across the face.
"Hey! You're not allowed to hit me!" The agent screamed in protest, sounding more like a 5 year-old girl as Gibbs punched him again.
"Sue me." Gibbs said as he punched the agent across the face again. Gibbs picked up his chair and made an animalistic growl as he raised the chair.
"STOP! STOP! STOP!" The agent screamed, tears running down his face as he braced himself for the impact, his eyes shut tightly. Gibbs smiled in victory as he calmly lowered the chair and resumed his place across the agent.
"Are you ready to talk?" Gibbs asked, the tone of his voice promising more pain if he said no. The agent nodded his head furiously.
"My-my mission was simple. Keep an eye on the investigation regarding the gas attack, and report all your findings straight to my boss. I would call him via encrypted phone if I discovered anything, and report it to him. As long as I kept a steady flow of information going to him, I got paid. Five grand for every piece of valuable info." The agent said nervously.
"Who was this boss of yours?" Gibbs asked, his fists clenched tightly at the thought of having had a mole at NCIS. The agent was sweating furiously as he blinked several times, his lips moving but unable to form words.
"WHO WAS YOUR BOSS!?" Gibbs shouted as he stood up abruptly, grabbing his chair and raising it once again.
"I DON'T KNOW! I DON'T KNOW HIS NAME, NO ONE DOES!" The agent screamed. Gibbs once again put the chair down and resumed his place across from the agent.
"What do you mean, 'No one does'?" Gibbs inquired.
"He-he has moles everywhere. In police departments, in Homeland Security, hell, he even has moles in the CIA! I only know this because I overheard him talking to several contacts over the phone. But I don't know who his contacts are. The only thing we share in common is having the same employer, but none of us know who the other moles are!" The agent shouted.
Gibbs ran a hand over his face as he exhaled. Shit...whoever this guy's employer must be the guy behind the potential gas attack. Moles in police departments? Moles in Homeland? Moles in the goddamn CIA!? CIA. Lisa's boyfriend Ray Cruz is in the CIA. Maybe I ought to contact him, or have Lisa contact him. He can get started on snooping around, looking for anything fishy.
"Why were you trying to kidnap Tony and Ziva?" Gibbs asked, trying to see where they fit in the equation.
"My boss, he said that if at anytime Tony showed up, to report it to him. I saw them earlier today and contacted him, and he told me to keep my cover intact, and if my cover was blown at anytime or when he gave the order, I was to kidnap Tony and Ziva and bring them to him." The agent replied honestly.
"Why? What did your boss want with Tony and Ziva?" Gibbs asked, the situation looking worse by the minute.
"I don't know, he never gave me a reason why. Only that it was top priority that Tony be brought back alive. Ziva was completely optional, but the main prize was Tony." The agent responded. Then Gibbs had an idea.
"Assuming that you were able to kidnap Tony, where were you supposed to meet him?" Gibbs inquired.
"If I was able to kidnap Tony, my orders were to contact him via encrypted phone and let him know. From there, he would arrange a drop-off location, and I was to head over right away." The agent replied. If I can get this guy to call his boss and tell him that he has Tony and Ziva in custody, we can get the drop-off location and scramble a team there, where we could take him down and end this once and for all.
"Tell me, do you want to live the rest of your life in a prison cell in Gitmo?" Gibbs asked. The agent's eyes shot wide-open as he stared at Gibbs in disbelief.
"No-no you can't do that! I have enemies in Gitmo that would tear me to shreds if they got their hands on me! No, I won't go, I won't go!" The agent shrieked, furiously trying to break free of his many restraints. Gibbs pulled out the encrypted phone they found on the agent and placed it on the table.
"You're going to call your employer and tell him that your cover was blown, and that you successfully kidnapped Tony and Ziva. Understood?" Gibbs said aggressively. The agent nodded his head vigorously. Gibbs dialed the only number on his phone and put it on speaker.
"Status report." A scrambled voice emitted from the phone, making voice identification completely impossible.
"Sir, my cover was blown. I managed to kidnap Tony and Ziva. They're in the car with me right now. Where should I drop them off?" The agent asked, earning a thumbs-up from Gibbs. The line was silent for a few seconds.
"Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs, is that correct?" The voice responded. Dammit! How the hell did he know!? Seeing no point to continue the charade, Gibbs leaned into the phone and let himself be known.
"Yes, this is Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Who might I ask is this?" Gibbs inquired.
"Wouldn't you like to know. Anyway first of all I know what my NCIS mole told you was a load of bullshit, so we can just pretend that never happened. You take me for a fool, when in reality I am not a man to be underestimated. Don't even bother with a cell-phone trace either, it would be fruitless. Anyways, I just want to let you know that trying to prevent the gas attack on DC is pointless, so you can save your own ass by getting the fuck out of Dodge. Of course, that would probably be pointless, since I plan to release the gas on the entire country." The voice responded. Gibbs's heart was pounding furiously in his chest. Shit, the entire country!?
"So, what's your plan of action? What do you want? Money? Fame?" Gibbs asked. The line went silent for several seconds.
"Revenge." The voice responded before the line went dead.