End? no, BEGININNG! by Rose Mello
Summary: Someone is playing a deadly game with NCIS, but who? And you'll never guess who'll have to deal with the deaths and the torture, how much will Tony have to pay before the team make it?
Categories: Gibbs/DiNozzo Characters: Abby Sciuto, Anthony DiNozzo, Donald Mallard, Jimmy Palmer, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Original character, Other, Timothy McGee, Ziva David
Genre: Action, Case, Drama, Hurt/Comfort
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Warnings: Violence, Torture
Challenges:
Series: None
Chapters: 2 Completed: No Word count: 902 Read: 5865 Published: 10/25/2010 Updated: 10/27/2010

1. End? no, BEGININNG! by Rose Mello

2. Began again... by Rose Mello

End? no, BEGININNG! by Rose Mello
Author's Notes:
Someone is playing a deadly game with NCIS, but who? And you'll never guess who'll have to deal with the deaths and the torture, how much will Tony have to pay before the team make it?
HI!
HI GUYS, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE STORY, IT'LL TAKE ME SOME TIME TO UPDATE BECAUSE I'M KINDA SICK AND DEALING WITH MAJOR HEADACHES, BUT ENJOY FOR NOW!

Tony woke, startled by the sound of his alarm, he sighed and turned over to his side, then suddenly got up and headed to his kitchen.

After he got everything done he left for his car closing his door gently behind him, sirens, yawns, lawnmowers and everything you hear in the morning was there, all to routine.

Tony drove and drove until he was at NCIS HQ at 7:30am, then stopped to say hi to his colleagues.

'Hey Zeee-vah, McGoogle'

'Hey Tony' Tim replied and so did Ziva.

'What'd you get up to last night McGagger? You look tired?'

‘I was killed by a level 59 Warlock’ Tim said, shaking his head.

'Right...' Tony took a breath.

CRIMESCENE

Gibbs walked over to the diced and cut body, sighing, he went over to Ducky.

'Hey Duck, Time of death?'

'1 hour, maybe 30 minnutes ago' Ducky sighed, 'Jethro, I found this in the Marins pocket' he handed Gibbs a small note,

'DON'T MESS WITH ME AGENT GIBBS' Gibbs read, shocked.
He looked around unaware someone was watching,

'What does it say, Jethro?'

'Back to NCIS NOW!' He told the team and head for the car, gulping.

NCIS HQ

Tony walked straight to his desk, sighing as Gibbs headed to Vance's office, he sat on his chair staring at the mysteriuos blue, big, fancy box that lay on his desk, he held it awkardly and began to unwrap it.

No one was around so Tony quicky took the red ribbon off and opened the box, just then Gibbs stormed out of Vance's office, looking unhappy.

He was surprised to see Tony looking at the box and opening it,

'TONY!' Gibbs yelled, 'Haven't you learnt you're lesson from the plague yet!?' Gibbs ran over to Tony.

Tony was shocked, he stared at the box and was speechless, Gibbs walked over to see what was up.

In the box wre pictures of Tony at his home, at work, at the bar, and then there lay a messege.

'YOU FIRST'

'Oh...' Tony shook his head,

'What the hell?'

'Oh, this is not good, DAMN IT!' Gibbs cursed, DAMN IT!'

'What going on boss?'

'I don't know Tony, I honestly don't' he picked up his cell and dialed a few numbers, then spoke.

'Ziva,get McGee back here'

He shut off his phone and took a deep breath,

'Tony, head to Autopsy, get Ducky, Palmer, Ziva and McGee when they get here, to Abby's lab, don't tell anyone what's going on, if you see Vance just tell him I'm running and erron'

Tony just nodded, 'Yeah, boss, okay...' I will Tony mumbled to himself...

Tony walked over to Autopsy, waiting for the elevator doors to open, they didn't...
Began again... by Rose Mello
Author's Notes:
It's happening... all over again
Tony pressed the buttons on his left again to see what was goin on but didn't realise that someone was behind him...

Suddenly Tony felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and back, when he reached done to feel what it was his hand came back with blood and got twisted,
someone twisted Tony's hand and pushed him to the wall. Tony groned at the pain in his shoulder but tried to fight back, as he reacher for his gun one was already pointed at him.

'Agent DiNozzo, I suggest you don't do this' a cold voice said softly,
'You will regret it'

Tony reached over to hold the pain in his shoulder,

'Who are you?'

'That's for me to know and you to find out... soon, now be a good boy and hand me your gun'

Tony had no choice but to doo as asked, he put his free hand on his hoister and gave the man his gun, Suddenly, Tony started to feel dizzy, he couldn't stay on his too feet much longer he stumbled against the elevator doors and dropped his gun before he could hand it over.

'Now now, I knew an airborn drug would do it' the man laughed, revealing his face to Tony after taking of his mouth-mask.

Then suddenly all that Tony couldn see was darkness...

No voices

No sounds

No pictures

No dreams

No people

No nightmares

No one...

Just

Pitch

Black

Darkness

NCIS HQ

'Duck, you seen Tony?' Gibbs asked coming down from the stairs and into autopsy.

'No, Jethro, the last time I saw him was this morining at the crimescene, why? Is there something wrong?'

'No, it's just that I sent him here, to tell you to meet us in Abby's lab'

'Maybe he just needed some fresh air'

'I'll call him' Gibbs picked up his cell and dialed Tony's number then when there was no answer, stepped through the elevator doors, he was shocked...

There was blood on the walls and floor of the evelvator and the smell of a long gone drug...

He picked up his cell,

'Tim, get Ziva, Abby down here, and get Vance'
Then he shut his cell

McGee knew this was important, Gibbs used his FIRST name, like when Gibbs called Tony Anthony, you knewq it was best to liston then.

He went over to Ziva's desk,

'Ziva, we gotta go autopsy'

'Why?' she replied,

'Gibbs orders' he sighed, 'I'm gonna go get the director...'

'Director?'

'Get Abby, will? please?'

'Sure, sure'

McGee sighed again and walked over to Vance's office, no one was at the deskk so he knocked on his office door.

'Come in'

'Director... Uhh'

'Yes, agent McGee?'

'Director.. Umm... Agent Gibbs said for me to tell you to come down to autoppsy...'

'Why? somthing wrong?'

'Uh.. I dont think so'

'Elaborate?'

'I umm not sure what to say'

'Agent McGee...'

'Sorry, director, he just said he needs you down there'

'I'll be ight there'

He walked over to autopsy with McGee, both nervous...
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