Captured pt. 1-McGee-♡☆

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I was thrown down onto the floor. My hands and legs were tied. I felt blood steadily running into my mouth. I was overcome by knowing there was no way out of this one. No one knew where I was. I had made the horrible mistake of going after a lead on my own without telling anyone. I assumed they would look for me eventually, but by then it would be too late, and either way they would have no clue where to look.

I tried to lift my head up off the floor but it was no use. Someone came and pushed my head back down to the floor using their foot. Then someone grabbed the back of my shirt and threw me into a chair. As I slammed into the chair my head snapped back causing extreme pain in my neck. Suddenly a sharp voice spoke with anger, “ I will ask you again, where is it!?” A man was right in front of my face staring at me with his cold eyes.

I straightened my head up and I spoke clearly, “ I have no clue what you want from me. Whatever you are looking for I will not give you.” With that statement the man hit the side of my face with extreme force. Next thing I know another man comes over to me and unties my legs while the other man holds his gun to my head. The man with the gun grabbed my shoulder with one hand and led me down a dark hallway and threw me into a room and slammed the door. 

I looked around the room to see that it was an entirely gray room with a single metal chair in the middle, I struggled to stand up and I decided it would be best if I just walked circles in the room. 

Right after my 18th time around the room, a larger bald man with a mustache comes in and shakes his head and laughs at me for no apparent reason, then he says, “ You are going to talk to me or you will pay a severe price. Sit.” I hesitantly obey and I walk over to the chair. He comes over and tightly ties my already binded hands to the chair.

“You can’t make me talk. I will die before I give away anything or anyone.” I say as I spit blood out of my mouth.

“Ah so you do have something to hide.” The man grinned at me. I could tell this session wasn’t going to end well, he clearly had some nonsense up his sleeve.

“Yeah, so what if I do? You are never going to know what it is.” I remark while I attempt to wipe some of the blood off the side of my face using my shoulder.

“ Is that so?” He chuckled. I didn’t reply to him, he wanted to get to me, and I wasn't going to let him succeed. He either had something on me or he was simply bluffing. He then stood up and smiled while shaking his head. He left the room leaving me still tied to the chair.

I tried to slip my hands out of the tight binding but it was no use. About ten minutes later the bald man came back with someone. Someone I knew. As soon as I saw him my stomach dropped. Now I was going to have to talk. 

“Haisley! You can’t tell him anything, it’ll be ok.” Timothy McGee was yelling as the bald man pushed him to the floor. 

The bald man walked out of the room again. McGee quickly stands up as well as he can and he goes over to me, of course his hands are tied up as tight as possible as well.

“Are you okay Haisley?” He asks while trying to undo the bindings holding me to the chair.

“Tim have you taken a look at me? Do I look fine?” I joked as I slowly wiggle my hands free from the ropes.

“Sorry… anyways, what are we going to do?” Tim seemed to be acting really awkward and different and it was annoying me.

“McGee, what is your problem? Also, where is Tony, Ziva, and Gibbs? They know we are here right?” Mcgee looked really uncomfortable all of a sudden, he almost even looked guilty.

“Well um, Haisley, that's the thing. I kinda didn’t tell them.” He looked down at the ground.

“ ARE YOU KIDDING? SO NOW WE ARE STUCK HERE UNTIL WE DIE.” I yelled in frustration.

McGee looked shocked, I had never yelled at him before. “ Well, Haisley, to be fair you didn’t tell anyone where you were going either.” He replied hesitantly.

I gave him a sharp glare, “That was different” I snapped. McGee decided not to answer me on that. I could tell that I hurt him, I hadn't meant to, it just happened.

We sat in silence for an hour. Why hadn’t the bald guy come back? Why hadn’t anyone come back? I began to wonder if there was any possibility at all, that we could both make it out alive.

McGee spoke from nowhere, “ Don’t worry, they must have figured out we are missing by now. Abby probably has it all figured out and they are sending people to come find us right now.” He really didn’t seem too convinced.

“Not everything ends in a happy ending Tim.” I said without looking away from the spot on the wall that I had been pretending to concentrate really hard on for the past 20 minutes.

Finally the man came back with 3 other men. All of which had guns. All 4 of the men came fully into the room and the last one slammed the door shut. 

“ So, is anyone feeling like talking?” The bald guy questioned as he looked between me and tim.

McGee looked over at me real quick and we made eye contact for a second. We then both looked up at the bald man and said “No.” 

“I had a feeling we would play the hard way,” The guy seemed to be happy, that horrified me.

Then from the corner of the room one of the men pulled out a baseball bat from behind their back and walked towards me. He swung it towards me just hard enough to do damage but not to kill. I somehow managed to avoid the first swing but the next swing he took I wasn't quite as fortunate. I got nailed right in the gut, causing me to fall over gasping for air. “I’m still not going to tell you anything.” I gasped between breaths. The man that had swung at me grabbed the front of my shirt and punched my face again. This time I felt a tooth pop out from its place. I spit it at the man and smiled. “It takes more than that to get me to talk.” I really was in loads of pain but I wasn't going to let them see how much it really affected me.

The bald guy squinted his eyes, I could tell his plan was slowly deteriorating. “ Fine then, we’ll try your little friend here.”

As soon as the words left his mouth I immediately started worrying. I knew more than McGee did and they knew that. They wouldn't kill me but I don't doubt they would even hesitate to kill Tim if they knew that they could get information from me. The man swung at McGee with the bat, and just with instinct, I moved forward on the floor a little and I put my foot up just in time to block the swing before it hit McGee. That made the guy with the bat turn on me. He crouched down to the ground and whispered something into my ear, “You are going to regret that girly” As he started backing away from me I put my foot out again and shattered the man's glasses. He quickly reached for his face where shards of glass were stuck in his eye. Luckily for me, some of the glass had slid over my way to where I could reach. I sneakily grabbed a good piece and I attempted to cut the bonds holding my hands so tightly. The man whose glasses I broke just kicked me in the stomach and I vomited on his shoes. As I laughed at him, The bald man walked over.

“It's my turn.” He stated. Then before I knew if he had slapped me as hard as he could. Just as he was backing away from me I had finally cut through my bonds. Mcgee seemed to have noticed my sudden achievement because he whispered very quietly, “good one” 

One of the other guys decided to have a go with the bat. When the bat came down at me I jumped to my feet and I grabbed the bat. They all were shocked and couldn't figure out how I had taken off the bonds on my wrists. I snatched the bat out of the guy's hands and I hit him in the head as hard as I could. He fell over immediately. Dead or unconscious? I have no idea, I didn’t have time to check, I was more occupied with the fact that the other men had guns and all I had was a baseball bat. I figured I needed to fight while I still had a chance, so I swung the bat and knocked a gun out of one of the guys hands and it rolled across the floor. Little did I know McGee had been working on cutting his bonds too. He snatched the gun from behind me and shot the guy i was fighting, (thank god given that the guy had me in a choke hold i never would have been able to get out of) We managed to avoid the bullets from the other 2 men  and Mgcee shot one of them and i took their gun and then we both shot the last guy at the same time.

“How many do you think are out there?” McGee asked while pointing to the door.

“I’m not sure, I guess we will have to figure it out.” I wiped the blood out of my eyes with my sleeve now that my hands were free. 






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