1 hour earlier…
Team Gibbs burst in through the front door of the hotel, sigs drawn and blazing, federal warnings being thrown out left right and centre (quite literally, from Gibbs in the middle and McGee and Ziva either side). Upon being greeted by nobody, they lowered their guns slightly but kept on full alert as they moved around the reception area of the hotel, checking under the deserted desk and behind a couple of marble pillars. When they attempted to get through into the main lobby, they discovered that the door was locked.
"What now Gibbs? There's no one here!" Ziva exclaimed, observing the hotel curiously.
Gibbs, who had already sunk to his knees and was picking the lock gave a grateful grunt as it clicked into unlock mode. "Oh, there is," he smirked, "We go up."
"And when we encounter Sandy and her men?" McGee demanded.
"We fight."
Gibbs pushed open the door and hurried his team into the main lobby, sigs at the ready in case they came across any trouble. In less than 20 seconds they did just that: gunshots rang through the large room as they were instantly greeted by five shooters. The agents immediately began firing shots back, hitting one of the guys straight away, but closely missing the others.
"We fight," Tim repeated anxiously.
Tony and Kate picked their way carefully through the endless corridors, without guns this time, but with a two person advantage and a lot more common sense. Kate had been stuck in this place considerably longer than Tony had, so she knew which doors which would be useful to unlock and which ones would cause them more harm than good. She knew that behind one door was a weapons room, and that behind another was the control center, but she also knew that behind some lay escape routes.
They had only encountered 2 of Sandy's guards, both of which (with their combined skills) had been knocked out and moved into rooms that had then been locked. It was definitely safe to say that Kate's fighting skills had been awakened after the previous battle, as she was back to her usual firey self, and her opponents didn't stand a chance. So far, she'd only walked away with a couple of bruises and scratches. He helped, of course, but when she was in full swing, he didn't like to stand in her way, and she was fascinating to watch.
One thing he didn't understand was why these guards had weapons on them, but refused to use them. Tony definitely wasn't complaining, but the whole situation baffled him: surely if Sandy wanted to use them against Gibbs so badly, one of them would've been hurt with an actual weapon by now?
While edging along another wall pressed closely against the brickwork, a series of gunshots rang out around the building from the ground floor. The shots continued to sound for several minutes, and Kate whirled around to meet Tony's gaze, eyes wide. If guns were being used, it was likely that a) there was more than two people facing Sandy and her men, and b) these people also had guns and were seen as a serious threat.
"Gibbs." They breathed collectively, relieved smiles stretching across their faces.
"We need to go and help them," Tony stated.
"We can't." Kate exclaimed, "That's why it's so empty up here, all of Sandy's guys are downstairs. Even if we find ourselves weapons, we'll just get stuck in a sticky situation."
"Is there a way we can communicate with them? Can we tell them where we are?"
For a moment, Kate was silent, pondering his question. Then, her face lit up curiously. "How good is your Morse code?" She enquired.
"Not perfect, but alright." He replied. "Why?"
Kate smirked.
Team Gibbs found themselves cornering the fifth and final shooter, who was leaning against a corner in the wall, separated from his gun and bleeding out slowly through a wound in his shoulder.
"You'll never get out of here alive," he chuckled evilly, "not all of you. You'll be lucky if you even find them."
"I doubt that." Gibbs growled. "Where's my agent?"
"Don't you mean your agents? There's two of them up there."
"WHERE?" Gibbs yelled.
"Such a shame Sandy's going to make him shoot her. They were real cute."
"Oh damn it." He muttered, knowing that the guy wasn't going to tell them anything of use.
"Gibbs," Ziva began, "there's no way we have time to search the whole building…"
Just as she said this, the lights started to flicker. On and off they went, as if in a pattern. MIT graduate Tim McGee was the first to pick up on the use of Morse code, and quickly expressed his knowledge to his colleagues.
"It's Morse code," he stated, causing both of his companions to turn to him. "Dash dash dot, dot dot, dash dot dot dot, dash dot dot dot, dot dot dot…Gibbs!"
"You sure about this?" Tony asked as he manipulated the lights to form the word 'floor'.
"Yeah," Kate reassured, "McGee graduated MIT, and was a boyscout- he has to know Morse code!"
"Ok, what floor are we on?"
"Floor 5." Another voice intervened. "Room 48." The two agents whipped their heads around to find Sandy Watson, flanked by some of her guys. "That's where you two will be when Agent Gibbs finds you."
Gibbs leading the way, the team sprinted along the fifth floor. Surprising, all the doors that would've held them back were unlocked, which normally they would've found suspicious, but given the situation, assumed that they were Tony and his mysterious partner's doing.
They reached Room 48, and stood right outside the door, Ziva and McGee on either side, Gibbs facing straight into the room. The Boss gave the signal and the three burst in…
...And were instantly ambushed.
The loud cackle of Sandy Watson could be heard clearly, even above the racket of the fight. The trio didn't even have the chance to put their fingers on their triggers, they were so severely outnumbered. Within 30 seconds of a pointless fight, the three agents were held back helplessly, even the Mossad ninja.
"So nice of you to join us, Agent Gibbs," she smirked. "I must warn you now, if you try to escape, try to talk your way out of this, your four agents will die, and you too shortly after."
"Four agents?" Ziva questioned, understanding about her, McGee and Tony, but not the fourth.
"Don't you want to know the truth about Agent Todd's death?"
Gibbs and McGee shared a flabbergasted glance.
"Yeah, you heard me right." The teenager basked in the agents confusion. "Turns out that your precious Caitlin isn't so dead after all…"
A/N: I'm so sorry for abandoning my upload schedule. I'm on school holidays now so I'll be able to upload more often!
Expect more!
Louise :)
