Chapter 3

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Sorry for the (three days) delay.

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Goldfishmind

Gibbs was standing in the elevator and was thinking. He knew something was bad. Really bad. He felt it in his abdomen. And now, he knew what it was. McGee's father killed someone or was being framed. The elevator dinged and Gibbs walked out and went to Ziva.

"What have you got?"

"Girlfriend's name is Audrey Massar. She's 33 years old, lives in Maryland, but dissapeared two weeks ago without a single lead." A picture of the woman came up on the plasma screen. It was a woman with a small head, brown hair, brown eyes, light brown skin and red lips. "Besides that, there's nothing what she did wrong or something. She studied at MIT."

"MIT? Just like McGee?"

"Yes, same year I think, they're born in the same year."

Ziva saw Gibbs' eyes and knew he was thinking.

"Has Abby got a match?"

"Yes. McGee's father."

Ziva's eyes widened. "His father? That's impossible, he lives in California, that's really far away."

"I know. Find something that could bring him in DC."

"Yes Gibbs." Ziva started typing, worried.

McGee's eyes followed the bloodtrail. It led around a corner. McGee looked at Tont, who understood and nodded. McGee walked around all the broken bottles, quietly walking around the corner, with his gun cocked and ready to fire. It was very dark. McGee shone with his flashlight and barely noticed what he saw when he heard a blast and a shockwave rushed through him, letting him and Tony fall like dolls. Darkness overwhelmed him.

It was already 2 o'clock when Tony and McGee left to check and find anything suspicious in the house. Gibbs didn't hear anything from them and it wasn't really far away. He was worried.

Tony lay on the ground and knew they had to call Gibbs before they went downstairs. O God, McGee. He took the hardest blast. Tony wasn't around the corner when the shockwave came. McGee was, he just fell and didn't black out. Tony crawled around and then his hands could feel McGee's body. Tony also felt the flashlight in McGee's hands. Tony switched it on, and shone on McGee. McGee lay motionless on the ground. His hands and face were bloodied. He felt for a pulse and found one. It was normal. "McGee.. McGee... TIM! Wake up Tim..."

McGee opened his eyes and closed them immediately when Tony shone the flashlight in his eyes.

"You okay probie?"

"Huhhu" was the only answer Tony got. He didn't believe his probie.

"Come on, we have to get back."

"If you help me.."

"Sure, grab my hand." Tony helped McGee to stand up and helped him walking towards the stairs. Apparently, McGee was fine. He could walk on his own, he was just scratched by all the glass. They went back to the car and Tony drove back.

"Uhm Tim,"

"What Tony?"

"What was around that corner?"