Warning: SHOCK TWIST IN THE STORY
Two weeks before the explosion
"Where are we on the Adala brothers?" She asked, liking the name given by the NCIS team dedicated to their capture.
"We have six teams located around the globe, all within hours of being able to reach different terrorist training camps. These camps are currently under drone and satellite surveillance." Langer was very nervous in this meeting, Tim was sat next to him on the large three person sofa.
"How long do you think before they are both in custody?" The President asked NCIS' newest employee.
"We want both of them, but our main priority has to be Big Adala." Langer and his now four team members had analysed every scrap of intelligence and come up with an operation. "Once he has visited a training camp, the terrorists begin increased training, as well as plans to move. We are currently tracking four different cells moving out of Somalia, Yemen, Pakistan and Iran. Their destinations are currently unknown."
"Maybe we need to know, that should be your priority." Director Lohman said, knowing the CIA was woefully behind NCIS in this one.
"If we don't capture Adala, either or both, it won't matter, they will keep recruiting, and one of those recruits will get us, one way or another. We have to get as many as we can in one fell swoop." Langer was going to fight for this, as McGee had suggested. "Madam President, these people are moving slowly, walking or using horse or camels, going across the countries they are in. If we don't keep tracking them, we will lose them. Once they reach a countrys border, we know this is where we can lose them, either when they get on a ship, or they immerse themselves in the local population to hide before moving."
"Ma'am, right now, we can take out Little Adala and one training camp. If we wait another four days, we have a ninety percent certainty to get Big Adala, Little Adala and five training camps. Within two days after that operation, we can get the four cells that are currently moving." Tim was not letting the CIA try and take this operation away. "NCIS currently has Marine and Navy resources on standby, awaiting a go order for a command they do not know. Our chance of success is high because the only people who know about the plan in full are in this room, the Director of NCIS and the Head of NCIS Operations. Even Agent Langers team don't know that this plan exists. We have them focused on what they will do when they reach their target destinations."
"And what has that got us so far?" The CIA Director was not a happy camper, thought the President.
"We know where these men are, we have possibilities of where they are going and how they will get there. After having observed them, these men have no explosives or weapons with them, meaning they will need to collect them when they get to their destinations." Tim decided to fight the CIA Director. "These men are under twenty four hour surveillance, by the NRO and NCIS. The Middle East desk is responsible for this, and so far, they have kept tabs on all of them. They know what they are looking and who at all times. Ma'am, we have four days to get everything in place and execute this operation. If we don't we lose the opportunity to get both Adalas, along with the four moving cells. We can't keep the Marine and Navy teams in place any longer than that."
Like his previous op to capture Adala, Tim had worked with Admirals McGee and Winchester, along with General Ford of the Marines, to ensure he had complete support throughout the Department of the Navy. Again, these three men did not know the full plan, just what Tim needed and when. Unusually, they did not know what these sailors would be needed for.
"Tim, what is there endgame," asked the President, needing to know what would happen if they failed to capture these terrorists.
"A direct assault on the Navy, along with Navy families."
"You have intelligence to confirm this?" The President was now very fearful, knowing an attack like this could be anywhere in the world.
"Yes, Ma'am. Chatter has caught on to two distinct phrases, the first is Ma'lblis, meaning the Water Devil, along with Awwal Ibn Ma'lblis, the first son of the Water Devil. We think they will attack either a specific Navy Captain or Admiral, along with their families, but that would mean attacking a Navy base somewhere in the world." President Elliott felt her chest tighten, knowing an attack like this would be huge. "We think they have something else planned."
"And what would that be?" Elliott hoped this would be a less serious threat.
"An attack on an Aircraft carrier and its support vessels." Not such a lesser threat then. "They would have more chance of this plan succeeding, as we can't stop every ship in International waters. As we know, missiles to take out aircraft carriers are available on the underground weapons markets, and it doesn't take much to increase their yield, or include nuclear material with the payload. Even if they can't make an atomic bomb, they can make a bomb that can spread radioactive material over a large area, infecting the whole area, including the rest of the fleet, with radiation." This was the plan that terrified Tim the most. "Those ships and crews would be contaminated. By the time we got people, equipment and medicine out to help them, they would either be dead or dying. We would have a whole fleet manned by crews of the dead."
Anna Elliott felt certain dread spread through her veins. This could not be allowed to happen, and she was going to do her best to stop it. She began giving out orders.
"Director Lohman, give NCIS whatever they need to stop this. SSA McGee, Special Agent Langer, you have complete authority to use whatever assets you need, get yourselves a team from the NRO and NSA dedicated to this. I want these people tracked 24/7, by everyone. Get it done. Tim, in four days, I want good news. Dismissed." President Elliott watched as the three men left the Oval Office, her personal assistant Chad coming into the room. "I need ten minutes, Chad." He nodded as he closed the door, leaving the President alone with her thoughts.
Somewhere else in Washington DC.
"They are acting exactly as you planned. How did you know all this would happen?" asked the dark haired man.
"Lets just say our newest resource is very knowledgeable about NCIS and dearest Timothy, in particular." The blonde man looked at the dark haired woman to his left. "Is that not right, my angel?" He asked.
The woman couldn't respond, having rope tied around your mouth tends to do that. instead she just glared at the two men who had been torturing her for the last week.
"She seems to know a lot more than people have given her credit for. I do believe she knows a lot more than she told us as well." The blonde man had stumbled on her by accident, but believe someone was watching over him, willing to succeed. "But do not worry, my dear, we have everything we need for now. I do not treat this way because I want to, but because I need to. You know things I don't, and I must know them one way or another. I will give you time to recover and gain your strength. You know what I will do to get this information. The next time I ask you questions, remember the pain, for it will only get worse for you."
She looked at her bloody feet and fingers, where they put needles under her nails, before forcefully removing the nails from her toes. They had threatened her fingers, but she had screamed something at them. She was delirious from the pain, and had no idea what she had actually told them, but they had stopped the torture, leaving for hours, before coming back and giving her water, and some small bits of food.
Abigail Scuito was not a traitor to the United States, but she knew had betrayed her country over the past seven days, multiple times. She prayed to God she would be forgiven for her betrayal.
"Tell me, the other women?" The blonde asked, needing to know where they were.
"All under surveillance, they will be there, probably not on time, but they will be there." The dark haired man had taken many risks to get to this point, and it would not end in failure.
"Excellent, once this is done, get rid of all of them, I don't care what happens to them, but we will get our revenge." The blonde smiled at him. "Then, we spend the rest of our lives living in paradise."
Hope everyone enjoyed the nice twist in the story.