Part 6 Blue
Three days after the last incident the director announced that their vacation was over. Tony expected this to happen sooner or later but since nearly all counterparts had been killed and only Gibbs‘ was left he didn’t mind it that much. It wasn’t that difficult to make sure Gibbs only left the NCIS building with Tony, or, if Tony got his way, barely left the building at all.
He knew that hiding wasn’t really an option for Jethro but since they still hadn’t found out the connection between the counterparts it was Tony’s favourite. Of course they had been merely ten minutes at the office when they were called to a case. It seemed to be low profile, but still Tony knew they couldn’t take any risks. The murder of Denis Craig had seemed low profile as well, and it nearly ended in Ziva getting killed.
This time it wasn’t much different. The woman of a Navy Captain was killed and probably raped. Of course it was horrible, but nothing they hadn’t seen before and therefore they soon fell in their usual routine. Tony always checked everyone and didn’t really let Gibbs out of sight at the scene, but all photos were taken and all evidence was bagged and nothing happened.
"Someone has to question her boss," Gibbs said after about two hours of background.
"I’ll do it, McGee?“ Tony answered looking at Gibbs in question. The older man rolled his eyes and nodded.
"Well, then, Probie," Tony said and stood from his desk.
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"You’re sure it’s the right adress?“ Tony asked and once more checked the navi system.
"Yeah, I’m sure," McGee answered, exasperated. They had been on an empty country road for twenty minutes now and it didn’t seemed as if it was leading anywhere either.
"Great!“ Tony said annoyed as he heard the particular sound of a flat tire. He stopped and got out of the car to look at the tire.
"Why don’t they get us flatrun tires? Would be logical, wouldn’t it? With being shot at and so on?“
"Budget, Tony.“ It was the last thing Tony heard before everything around him went black and he collapsed on the street.
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Groaning, Tony woke slowly. He was lying uncomfortably on what seemed to be concrete.
"Finally awake?“ McGee’s voice drilled into his semi consciousness. Why was McGee where he was sleeping? Sitting up abruptly, Tony looked around the room. No windows, just a door and a light bulb. He looked at McGee, finding that at least they were both unharmed.
"Where the hell are we? What the hell happened?“
"I don’t know. We had a flat and suddenly everything went black. When I woke up we were in here...“
Tony rubbed over his face as he sat against the wall. "It was a trap. Yeah, sure...they must know that I’m the one who sees auras and they took me out so they can get to Jethro!“ He stood up again. "METATRON!“ He yelled against the ceiling, "METATRON!“
"What the hell are you doing?“
"I’m calling for Metatron, what does it look like? I’m sure he can get us out of here!“
"Tony, they have the devil on their side. Do you really think an angel can hear you?“
Tony stood there, staring at the ceiling. He hadn’t felt abandoned like this â€" ever.
"I...I always could rely on him, he was always there...“
McGee stood and put a hand on Tony’s shoulder. "I guess we gotta get out of here on our own. I’m sure there’s a reason why you were chosen to do this.“
"Big words for someone who called me mental only a week ago.“
McGee smiled slightly. "Well, I had a revelation, not necessarily the good kind but a revelation nonetheless.“
Tony snorted. Usually it should be him lighenting up the situation but this time it suited Tim quite well.
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"Ziva! Get me DiNozzo on the phone!“ Gibbs barked the third time. The two agents had been gone for over two hours now and no word from them.
"I tried, Gibbs. I tried the first time and I tried the second time. Both their cell phones are either off or do not have reception.“ She stood and walked over to Gibbs‘ desk. "You think something happened?“
"Well, it can’t mean anything good if the charged one suddenly disappears, can it?“ He scratched his jaw, "maybe we should tell Abby to track their cell phones. Maybe she does get some signal.“
Ziva nodded and turned to go down, but then stopped again. "Oh, by the way, I found our Captain in a NCIS file. Apparently he was investigated before.“
"By who?“
"Special Agent Cassie Yates.“
Gibbs nodded. "Okay, go down to Abby and try to find McGee and DiNozzo, I’ll call Cassie.“
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"You think they’re looking for us?“ McGee asked as Tony kept pacing the small room.
"Sure they are. However, I don’t think they’re gonna find us.“
"That’s not exactly positive thinking.“
"Ya' think, McGee?“
Tim sighed and looked around the room. There was nothing in here that could help them, they didn’t even hear anything since they woke up. "You think there’s someone out there, or are they just gonna let us die in here?“
"Talking about positive thinking,“ Tony commented but then stopped and sighed. "I have no idea what they are trying to achieve with holding us here. Maybe they aren’t even Lucifer’s servants, maybe it’s just some guy who doesn’t want us to find something out...aw, screw this! This have to be them!“ He sat on the floor again. "I just hope that Jethro isn’t gonna get caught up in this and watches out for himself.“
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Gibbs walked to the coffee shop down the street. He knew Tony would be royally pissed if he found out that he left the building without him, but he was worrying sick and he needed coffee â€" and that mud they called coffee from the office wouldn’t cut it.
However as he was about half way to the shop he met Cassie, with two cups in her hand.
"Gibbs! Were you going for this?“ she asked holding a cup out for him. Gibbs smiled slightly, though he had a feeling it was overly forced.
"Thanks, I really need this.“, he said and sipped from his beloved beverage. He sighed and closed his eyes.
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"I think I’m going mad!“ Tony exclaimed after what seemed like days but was merely four hours. He had taken up his pacing but stopped dead all of a sudden.
"What? You had a brilliant idea?“ Tim asked sarcastically without looking up from his nails.
"No, but...has that DVD player been here all the time?“
"Oh, great, you’re starting to hallucinating - no, you’re not...“ They both stared at the portable DVD player sitting in the corner of the room.
"Well, um...they are Lucifer’s servants so,“ Tony threw Tim a look and then went to the device. Checking he found a DVD in it and it had his name on it. "I guess this one’s for me...“
"Um, yeah, but I’m not sure if you should watch it.“
"Why not?“ Tony raised an eyebrow, "maybe this is at least telling us what they want.“
"Yeah, or maybe there’s a tiny time bomb in it which goes off when you play the DVD.“
Tony snorted but Tim’s expression was serious. "Tim, please, if they just wanted to kill us they would have done it on the street.“
Tony shook his head and turned the player on.
"What is it?“, McGee asked, his eyes squeezed shut.
"Uh, porn, I think," Tony answered and tilted his head. The girl on top was complete blocking the guys face but then the camera moved and â€" Tony stumbled to the other side of the room throwing up.
"Snuff?“ McGee asked and looked at Tony, who was trying to catch his breath.
"Much worse," Tony gasped out.
McGee turned to the video and gaped in shock. It was Gibbs.
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Tony stared at the video for many minutes. How could he? And was that Cassie? In a new wave of rage Tony stood and pulled at the door â€" which surprisingly opened. Tony looked at McGee. "You did check if the door is locked, right?“
"Sure I did! It was locked when I checked.“
Tony shook his head and ran out of the room, up some stairs and into the open. His breathing was hard and he turned once around himself, seeing Metatron standing there.
"YOU!“ He yelled into the angel’s face, "YOU FUCKING BASTARD! What did I do? What did I do to deserve this? Was I a bad person in a former life? Didn’t I go to church often enough? Didn’t I pray? Why the hell do I have to do this? Why do you have to screw with my life, huh?“
"It has nothing to do with anything you did, Anthony. It’s because of who you are," Metatron answered calmly.
"And who the fuck am I? What makes me so special?“
"You see, about fifty years ago, when your grandfather was very sick, your grandmother met a man and fell in love with him. The result of that love was your father...“
"What the hell are you talking about?“ Tony asked while pacing three steps in front of Metatron.
"I was that man, Anthony. I was granted vacation as a human for a year because of my good services, but I couldn’t have known that it would have such severe consequenses...“ Metatron looked at Tony sadly, spilling his secrets.
"You’re my grandfather? Are you fucking kidding me? That’s why I have to do this? Because you fucked my grandmother?“
Metatron shifted his stance, looking uncomfortably. "I wouldn’t quite put it that way, but yes.“
Tony stared at him, opening his mouth multiple times. "Why me? Why not my father?“
"Because your father was not meant to be. You are. It is your destiny.“
"But why?“ Tony pleaded.
"His ways are...“
"Don’t give me that shit! Fuck you, Metatron! Fuck you and all that shit! To hell with God, that fucking bastard!“
Metatron gasped. "Tony, you don’t know what you’re saying there...“
"Why? Could I go to hell for it? Well, news flash! Heaven without Jethro wouldn’t be much better! But no! He cheated on me!“
"He did what? He loves you!“ Metatron said, deeply confused.
Tony snorted, tears glistering in his eyes. "Love, I don’t think so," with that he turned and left Metatron and a very puzzled McGee behind.