Chapter 12
Salvation- Part Five
2040 hours, 25 January 2001, Gibbs Residence, Arlington, Virginia.
"Kate! Kate!" Tony yelled into his phone when the line went dead. "Damn it" he yelled as he stormed up the stairs and out of the basement. He bursted through the front door and slid across the hood of his blue 1967 Ford Mustang and jumped into the driver's seat. He slammed the keys into the ignition and fired up the V8. He threw it into gear and sped off. he made been passed out in Gibbs' basement for at least 11 hours after knocking back 4 Mason jars full of Gibbs' bourbon. He took out his cell phone and dialed Liat's cell phone. "Come on, come on" he whispered as he hell the receiver to his ear while it rang.
"Go for Princess" said Liat when she answered.
"Liat, where are you?" Tony asked.
"NCIS, with Papillion and Hitman. Why?" she asked back.
"Call your brother and get everybody we can to Whiskey Hotel, it's been breached" said Tony grimly.
"They are after the President yes?" she inquired.
"No, their after Mom" Tony replied gravely.
2050 hours, 25 January 2001, Marshlands- Colleton Family Estate, St. Matthews, South Carolina.
With Colonel Barrett and Tali driving back to Fort Bragg to conduct Unit business, Chester was left in charge of protecting Jordan and Meg. Meg herself was feeling unusually weak and had decided to lie down for a while. After making sure his wife was comfortable, Chester made his way to his former CO's study. When he opened the door, he found both Tom and Jordan enjoying a drink; Tom with a bottle of Killan's Irish Red Bear, and Jordan, with, well… a glass of milk. "Really? Milk?" Chester asked as he pulled a beer for himself out of the small fridge that was behind a painting on the wall. Some people put safes in their walls, Tom Colleton put a fridge full of bear, hey, I ain't complaining Chester thought. Chester sat down next to Jordan.
"Can I ask you both something?" Jordan asked as she set down her glass.
"Sure" both men replied at once.
"Why does Tony purse Palmer with such ferocity?" she asked. Both men took and deep breathe and gave each other a look.
"I first met Tony on the eve of Desert Storm, right before he went on his 1st mission with Alpha Team. He was a greenshirt 2nd Lieutenant only a few months out of Selection. But goddamn did he do one hell of a job on that Mission. He won the Medal of Honor for his actions, and came out of Iraq a Hero. That being said, I know a lot about the character of Tony DiNozzo. Growing up, he didn't have many close friends. And even now, he still doesn't. But consequently, he is fanatically loyal to those he has. Myself, you, Chester, Meg, Kate, Three, Liat, Cole, Weston, Billy, Izabella, 1st Kearns, SFC Clarkin, Gibbs, NCIS' Forensic Scientist Abby Sciuto, Rabb, Webb, Admiral Chegwidden, Malachi, Sheamus McKevitt, King Josef and Princess Alexi of Romania, Colonel Pavlov of RSS, Alexi Volcanoff and Sergei Zhukov of Spetznaz, Jack Bauer, and a few others. Now I know that seems like a lot, but to most of these people, Tony is like family. He is willing to put his life on the line for any one of these people. That's the kind of guy Tony is" Tom said.
"Hey Colonel, you ever watch the show 'F-Troop' when you were a kid?" Chester asked.
"Yeah, great show. Why?" Colleton countered.
"You know how Corporal Agarn would throw his hat on the ground and dance around it and sing the names of everyone in the troop?" Chester continued.
"You mean 'Stanley and Livingston, Lewis and Clark' like that" Tom asked.
"Yep, you would have played that part really well" said Chester with a smile as he held up his middle finger.
"Fuck you too Ironman" Tom replied, flipping him off.
"Ahhhh" came a scream from Chester and Meg's room. Chester shot up from his chair and darted out of the room. Tom and Jordan following close behind. Chester and Tom pulled their sidearms, expecting an intruder and they kicked in the door. but what they found was Meg sitting up against the backboard of the bed, and a water stain right below her.
"Well well" said Tom in his South Carolinian drawl. "Her water broke" he said. "Hey Commander, you have an MD right?" Tom asked.
"Yes, why?" she asked form the hallway.
"We gonna be having ourselves a Baby" Tom said with a huge smile.
2115 hours, 25 January 2001, White House, Washington D.C
After breaking nearly every traffic law on the books, Tony sped up into the front of the White House, where Three, Liat, Izabella, Billy and Bridget were waiting for him. 1st responders had surrounded The White House and Metro P.D SWAT had established a Hard Perimeter. "Red Cap, sitrep" yelled Tony as he got out of his car and opened his trunk, waving her over.
"Metro P.D SWAT established a hard perimeter, and there's a hole about the size of a Sherman Tank in the wall of The East Wing" she said, trying to joke.
"No time for jokes, Brig, Kate is in there" said Tony as he pulled "Ziva", his BAR Scatter Gun out of the trunk. "Hitman! Papillion!" Tony yelled. Both Billy and Izabella came running over, Billy with his Karabiner K98 Sniper Rifle slung over his shoulder.
"What up Top?" Billy asked.
"Hitman, establish Overwatch, Papillion, you're the spotter, Hooah?" he said.
"Hooah" Billy replied. Izabella shot him a look. "I'll explain later" Billy said as they took off running across the street. Next, Three, Liat and Bridget walked over.
"What about us Colonel?" Bridget asked.
"Red Cap, setup Comms, and Liaison with the SWAT Team Leader" Tony ordered. When he went to turn to Liat and Three, then he stopped. "Who is the SWAT Team Leader?" Tony asked. He didn't know why, but he had this impeding feeling of doom.
"How ya doin' LT?" asked a familiar voice, one that sent a shiver down Tony's spine.
"Caracas is goin' to Hell in a hand basket, we need to exfill now Top" yelled Master Sergeant Billy Kearns and he fired off another burst from his m-16 Assault Rifle.
"Shut up Drag Strip, I know, but we need to wait till Bandit and his team get back with the prisoner" Tony yelled back. "RC, Terranova, Backdraft, Blue Star, any sign of Bravo Team?" Tony yelled.
"Negative Top" Sergeant 1st Class Terry Clarkin yelled back. An RPG round came crashing into the Hangar.
"Fucking Commie Bastards" yelled Staff Sergeant Ron Cheale. "I thought The Cold War was over" he stated.
"Think again" Tony yelled as he fired a few bursts from M-16. Suddenly, 2 Land Rovers came barreling across the runway.
"Top, it's Bravo" yelled Sergeant 1st Class John Hirsch. The 2 SUVs slid to a halt just inside the hangar, as 1st Lieutenant Jack Bauer and Command Sergeant Major Hank Voight exited the 1st SUV, Hank with his 44. Magnum revolver to the back of the head of a masked prisoner. Master Sergeant Gary Gordon, Sergeant 1st Class Randall Shughart, and Staff Sergeants Jason King and Barry Hopper exited the 2nd SUV behind them.
"That him?" Tony asked Jack.
"That's him" replied 1st Lieutenant Bauer. Lieutenant Bauer reached over and pulled off the hood. "Adan Chavez, Hugo's right hand man" said Bauer with a smile. Tony walked forward, right in Adan's line of sight.
"Hola, Senor Chavez, habla usted ingles? I sure hope so, cause you'll gonna be spending the rest of your life in a dark cell, right in the comforts of a Maximum Security US Penitentiary" said Tony with a smile. Then Tony looked over to Command Sergeant Major Voight. "Lock him down Hank" Tony ordered.
"I'm on it LT" Voight replied, as he walked onto the back gate of the C-130. suddenly, multiple RPG rounds crashed into the side of the hanger. Beans and metal started falling from the ceiling. Jack and Tony looked at each other.
"Jack, fire up the engines, we're gone" Tony said. As he turned to the rest of The Unit members. "Alpha, Bravo lets move it" Tony ordered. The remaining members of Bravo Team quickly filed on, followed by Drag Strip, RC, Terranova and Backdraft. That left only Tony and Malachi outside the plane.
"Top, we got 50+ hostiles, closing in fast" Malachi yelled from his position by the door. Tony ran over to him to see for himself.
"Holy Shit" said Tony to himself. Tony watched as several rebels setup DSHK Heavy-Machine Guns. "Everybody Down" Tony yelled as The HMGs opened fire. Bullets began crashing through the thin metal walls of the hangar. One of the bullets managed to pierce the metal hull of the C-130 and strike SFC Hirsch in the calf. Hirsch fell over onto his back as his leg gave out. Tony and Mal quickly returned fire, letting off several bursts each from their M-16s.
"They're closing in!" Malachi yelled over the sound of the gunshots.
Inside the plane, Command Sergeant Major Voight stood up. "Fuck this, they want him so bad they can have him" he said sternly as he grabbed Chavez by the arm and dragged him off the plane. He threw him out onto the concrete floor and waited for Chavez to stand up.
From his prone position near the Hanger door, Tony watched as Voight drew his 44. Magnum revolver from his side holster. "Hank no!" Tony yelled as he watched Voight fire 2 rounds from point-blank range into Chavez's head"
"Hank" Tony said as he turned around and saw former Command Sergeant Major Voight standing before him, in a Metro SWAT uniform. "It's been a while" said Tony.
"Nine years LT" Voight replied smugly.
"It's Lieutenant Colonel now" Tony replied. Before Voight could respond, Tony continued. "Let me make this clear Voight, my wife is in their, and if you do something that causes her harm, I swear to god, I will kill you" Tony threatened as he walked away.
1st Lieutenant Billy Hazard and Staff Sergeant Izabella Howsham watched this interaction between Voight and DiNozzo. As an Agent with MI-6, Izabella; or Izzy, as Billy liked to call here, much to her dismay, had been assigned to study every aspect of Tony's life. MI-6's File "1" had every aspect of Tony's life from the day he was born on July 21st, 1968, through his actions in Somalia on 3-4 October, 1993. The Information on the time after that was much less so. Izabella knew exactly who former Command Sergeant Major Hank Voight was, what he had done in Venezuela on 4 February 1992, and what Tony had done about it. Luckily for Tony, Izabella had destroyed the file after she had been fired from MI-6, and had found Tony waiting for her outside MI-6 Headquarters in London on that fateful October night. She knew all about Voight, but since Tony hadn't brought it up, she didn't feel it was her place to either.
Billy and Izabella had setup their overwatch position on the rooftop of an adjacent building. Billy was the shooter, using his K98 Karabiner sniper rifle, and Izabella was the spotter, with the scope. In order to do the best job possible their interlocked their legs, Billy's right and Izzy's left, in order to be as close as possible. Wow! Izabella thought as she felt Billy's strong thigh up against hers.
Billy felt his shorts getting a little tighter as he took several glances over at Izzy's butt. Damn! He thought. Focus Billy, focus.
2 hours later- 2325 hours
"All callsigns check in" Tony called calmly into his earpiece from his concealed position against the wall of the west wing.
"This is Hitman, overwatch established" replied 1st Lieutenant Hazard.
"This is Papillion, confirming Hitman's last" Staff Sergeant Howsham confirmed.
"Red Cap?" Tony asked.
"This is Red Cap, Comms is up, Sergeant Voight's SWAT Teams are place and Agent Pierce has confirmed that all Secret Service personnel are clear" answered Captain Sullivan.
"This is Sky Train, me and Princess are in position of the far side, ready to move" answered Sergeant Anthony "Three" Dominick DiNozzo III
"This is Princess, confirming Sky Train's last" replied Staff Sergeant Liat DiNozzo. Tony quickly placed a breach charge on the door frame. On the other side of the West Wing, Three did the same.
"All Callsigns, this is Movie Buff, I have The Command, 3…2…1… Breach he said as he hit the clacker. Both Breach Charges went off as the 3 DiNozzos entered the West Wing. Tony was armed his "Ziva" his BAR Scatter Gun, while Three and Liat were armed with M4 Assault Rifles.
With practiced precision, Tony snapped "Ziva" to his shoulder and quickly fired off 5 shots at 2 men he recognized as former DSD Assassins. The rounds struck the 2 men in the chest and they fell to the ground. "This is Movie Buff, Corridor A clear" Tony said into his radio. Tony's head snapped to the right as the door doors that led into the next hallway flew open and the bodies of 2 more former DSD Agents fell to the floor dead. Tony looked down to the end of the far hallway, where Three gave him a wave. "Are right Palmer, where are you?" Tony mumbled to himself. "Sky Train, Princess, take the ground floor, I'm going up" Tony ordered through his radio.
"Copy" Three replied. Tony quickly made his way up the stairs to the 2nd floor.
"Red Cap, this is Movie Buff, I am on the 2nd floor, repeat 2nd floor, notify overwatch" Tony instructed.
"Copy that Movie Buff" replied Bridget. "Hitman, Papillion, this is Red Cap, be advised, Movie Buff has moved to 2nd floor, how copy?" Bridget asked.
"Solid Copy, Red Cap" Billy replied.
Tony began clearing room by room. As he was about halfway down the hallway, he heard a slight creak of the door to his right. Tony snapped his BAR to his shoulder and took aim, as he used the gun barrel to push open the door. he pushed it open to discover that no one was there. "What the?" Tony mumbled. "SHIT!" he yelled just before the butt of crashed down on the back of his head, sending him crashing into the door frame. Simply out of reflex, Tony swung around the butt of his BAR and caught the man in the jaw, sending him back into the far wall. "Palmer" Tony growled as both men fought to regain their center of gravity. Tony dove for Palmer's middle, going for a Double-AA Takedown. He shoved Palmer back into the wall, then threw him down to the ground, Palmer grabbed Tony's collar, pulling him down with him. the 2 men fought wildly to gain the dominate position. Palmer finally managed to get on top as he delivered several punches to Tony's temple. Tony countered with a head butt straight to Palmer's forehead, sending the psychopath reeling backwards. Tony seized the moment of opportunity and tackled Palmer to the ground once again. Tony tried to apply a sleeper hold, but was countered when Palmer threw 2 elbows to Tony's jaw. Palmer reached down and grabbed a switchblade off his belt. He flicked it open and stabbed Tony in his left side. "Ahh" Tony screamed in pain, but not losing focus. Palmer pulled out the knife and went for another thrust, this time missing.
From the 1st Floor, both Three and Liat listened as their father fought for his life. when they went for the stairs, they were met with a hail of gunfire. "Red Cap, this is Princess. Myself and Sky Train are pinned down on 1st floor landing, cannot assist Movie Buff" she yelled into her radio. Then she turned to her brother, a look of fear in her eyes.
Tony and Palmer traded blow after blow, Tony slowly backing Palmer down the corridor. Then with one swift leg sweep, Palmer managed to knock Tony to the ground. Clutching his side,. Palmer took off running towards the Lincoln bedroom. "Palmer!" Tony yelled, as he quickly got to his feet, stumbling slightly, before resuming the chase. Despite his stab would, Tony was still quicker on his feet than Palmer. Tony leapt into the air and tackled Palmer through the Lincoln bedroom's door. Tony went to reach for his pistol when Palmer hit him in the chin with a well placed kick, sending him onto his Palmer. Palmer scurried away, retrieving his own gun, a Tokarev TT-33, before grabbing something off the bed. Kate.
"Freeze DiNozzo, or your pretty little wife is gonna get a nice hole in her head. Reluctantly, Tony dropped down to his knees, his hand slowly sliding back towards his ankle.
"So Clark, what was it like as a kid, having no friends? Well, unless you could all those voices in your head" said Tony with a stupid smile.
"Oh so now you're telling jokes, well lets see how funny you think it is when I blow yours wife's brains all over the wall" yelled Palmer with a sinister laugh.
That's right asshole; keep laughing Tony though as his hand reached his right ankle. "Hey Clark, how about a game, one, well, you might not be so familiar with, since well, you don't have any friends. It's called DUCK, DUCK, NOW!" Tony yelled as in one fluid motion, he grabbed his Bowie knife from its ankle sheath and tossed it underhand across his chest. the knife flew across the room. Kate dove for the ground, but the knife still scraped her ear as it flew past her knocking Palmer's gun to the ground. Tony shot up from his knees and charged at Palmer. Palmer reacted quickly and pulled his switchblade once again. AS Tony charged at him, Palmer jabbed the blade into Tony's stomach. Tony winched with pain as Palmer shoved him back into the wall. Adrenaline began pumping through his veins. Tony mustered all the strength he had left and shoved Palmer off of him. he grabbed Clark by the collar and threw him with all his might into the wall. He slammed 5 haymakers right to the bridge of Palmer's nose. Then he went it. He grabbed Palmer by the held and threw him upwards in to the air, never letting go of his head, he jerked him violently back down, flipping him onto his back, snapping his neck. Tony dropped Palmer's now limp body onto the floor, as he collapsed from exhaustion himself. He coughed a few times, and he tasted blood in his mouth, but Tony could only smile. "All Callsigns, this is Movie Buff, Target eliminated, Precious Cargo secure" Tony said as his hand dropped to the 2 stab wounds in his torso.
1 hour later- 0100 hours, 26 January 2001
"Purple Heart #6" said Tony proudly as the EMTs patched up his wounds.
"Really?" Kate asked. "How can you be joking at a time like this": Kate asked him, she had a bandage on her ear herself. With the EMTs finished, Tony put his shirt back on and pulled Kate into a passionate kiss, his hands sliding down to the small of her back.
"In my line of work babe, sometimes, laughing is all ya got" he said with a half-smile. "I almost lost you" he said with a tear in his eye.
"I almost lost you too" Kate replied.
"Aww isn't that cute" said a voice from behind them. A voice that both of them recognized. They both ended their embrace and turned to look at Metro SWAT Sergeant/former Command Sergeant Major Hank Voight.
"What do you want Hank?" Tony asked.
"I uh, just wanted to apologize for before. I was out of line and it was a high pressure situation, not to mention what you did for me all those years ago"
"God damn it DiNozzo, what the hell happened?" yelled Colonel McCoy as he slammed his fist down on the desk. "Your orders were to bring in Adan Chavez, ALIVE" McCoy yelled.
"He was killed by Rebel gunfire Colonel" Tony replied, standing at a stiff attention.
"Are you lying to me Lieutenant?" McCoy asked.
"No Sir" Tony replied, lying through his teeth.
"God damn it, get the hell out of my office, dismissed" McCoy yelled.
"Sir Yes Sir" Tony replied as he salute, did an about-face and walked out of Colonel McCoy's office. He was a few steps down the hall, headed towards the locker room when Command Sergeant Major Voight caught up with him.
"What's gonna happen LT?" Voight asked. Tony stopped in his tracks, Voight nearly crashing into him. Tony turned around, grabbed Voight by the lapels and shoved him up against the wall.
"What's gonna happen" Tony said through his teeth. "I just put my career on the line for you, I just lied my ass off to Colonel McCoy, so that you wouldn't face a Court Martial" Tony said as he released Voight from his grasp. "Pack your bags Hank, you're done. You're out of The Unit" Tony said as he stormed off.
"You cover for me with Colonel McCoy, and I still owe you for that. And it looks like you proved me right after all" said Voight.
"How so?" asked Tony.
"When I recruited you, back in 1990, I told McCoy, you'd be the best The Unit has ever had" said Voight with a smile. Voight went to turn to leave, but then stopped. "Here" he said as he took a wooden box out of his bag and handed it to Tony. "Kill some fuckin Commies with em'" said Voight with a smile. Tony opened the box and inside were 2 polished 44. Caliber Magnum Revolvers, like the one Voight carried himself. Also inside was a belt and holsters for them. Tony closed the box and handed it to Kate.
"Hey Hellfire!" Tony yelled. Voight turned around, a grin on his face. "Strength & Honor" Tony said as he extended his hand. Voight grasped it and gave a firm shake.
"Strength & Honor… Brother" replied Voight.
In the background, Three and Liat watched what was happening. When Voight went to shake Tony's hand, his right sleeve pushed up slightly, revealing a tattoo on his right wrist. It was a red snake wrapped around a blue sword, encompassed by an arrowhead. Both Three and Liat looked down at their own wrists. The exact same. "He's one of us" said Three.
After the handshake broke, Tony's cell phone rang, which my some miracle had somehow survived Tony's brawl with Palmer undamaged. "Go for Movie Buff" he said as he answered. He listened for about 30 seconds before speaking. "Congratulations Ironman. I'll see you when I get back. Movie Buff out" her said as he hung up, while at the same time pulling a cigar case out of Voight's breast pocket, and pulling out 5 cigars.
"Hey!" Voight Protested. Tony simply flipped him off and smiled. Voight only shook his head.
"Come hither, all those whom are over the age of 18" said Tony as he put one of the cigars in his mouth he than gave one each to Bridget, Billy, Izabella and Kate.
"What about us?" asked Three.
"Are either of 18 years of age?" Tony asked, obviously knowing the answer. "Then too bad" Tony replied as they all lit up. "I am proud to announce that at 0026 hours this wonderful 26 January, 2001, John Randall Martin, 7 pounds, 1 ounce, 18 inches was born" said Tony with a smile.
0625 hours, 26 January 2001, Tactical Operations Center, Unit Compound, Fort Bragg, North Carolina.
"Good to be back" said Colonel Edward James "EJ" Barrett as he leaned back in his chair. "Did you do all the paperwork?" he asked to Staff Sergeant Tali Colleton.
"Yes Sir" she replied. "Purple Hearts for Staff Sergeant Liat DiNozzo and Lieutenant Colonel DiNozzo Jr. And Silver Stars, per the request of The President, for all 3 DiNozzos" she replied.
"Good" replied EJ as he took out a can of Pepsi from the small refrigerator he put under his desk. "Is the new recruit here?" EJ asked.
"Yes Sir, he's just outside" Tali replied.
"Show him in then" ordered Colonel Barrett as he open his can of Pepsi and took a sip.
"Yes Sir" replied Tali as she saluted and left the office to retrieve the new recruit. The man she walked back in with was the last thing Colonel Barrett ever expected. According to his file, he was born of 8 January 1979 in Long Beach, California; which easily explained his shaggy-blonde, suffer boy hair cut. He had been assigned the callsign "Dragnet".
"Staff Sergeant Martin A. Deeks reporting as ordered, Sir"
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