NCIS- McGee x Tony

Chapter 5

Tony had been gone twenty four hours now. McGee was beside himself with worry. If the kidnappers withheld medical help to him, given how much blood had been found in and around the NCIS truck, chances were that Tony would have died of blood loss by then. He breathed a huge sigh of relief when Abby's analysis of the blood found in the abandoned NCIS truck showed at least two different blood types, so at least it wasn't all Tony's. But the blood found in the driver's seat as well as the trail leading from the front of the truck to the back doors was Tony's. Abby had even run a rush DNA test on it.

Tony had definitely been injured. He'd apparently fought hard and bled hard, but Gibbs had also been right in that Tony hadn't gone down easy. There were two different blood types found at the scene. Hopefully more of the other person's blood had been spilled than Tony's. He had definitely not let himself be taken without doing some damage of his own.

The problem was that all the trails seemed to be cold. The NCIS truck and the surrounding area where it had been found was still being worked on by Abby's techs, but so far they weren't able to find other trace evidence, nothing other than the blood and the drag marks. Gibbs had been right. Tony had been dragged off and taken away in some kind of vehicle. From the tire tracks, it was some kind of van, but it could be any kind of van. The tires were commonly used for many different types of vans, in various different makes and models. It was too vague.

The abandoned apartment also seemed to yield no clues. McGee was currently going through the wiped computers that had been left there to see if he could find something, and trying to hack into the actual game servers to see what other interactions the handful of players that he'd narrowed down to being the person who had taken Tony had within the game. He was trying to see if he could maybe identify any possible partners who might be the second blood type found at the scene of the crime. Based on what they could recreate at the truck, it looked like there had to have been at least three different people, more likely four.

McGee felt a sense of satisfaction in knowing that it had taken a team of four individuals to capture one Tony. He was one tough motherfucker, and McGee needed to keep reminding himself of that.

Interestingly enough, their first break came from Ducky and Jimmy. The two medical examiners had continued to work the original case, the body that had been dumped way out in Rock Creek Park that the MCRT had basically forgotten in their rush to locate and recover Tony. As it turned out, Ducky and Jimmy had matched the MO of the kill to a known killer. A former marine, dishonorably discharged and who had already done a stint in Leavenworth. His signature move was the use of a sharp needle-like knife coated with a poison that stopped the heart.

Gibbs was in the process of brushing aside Ducky and Jimmy, wanting to concentrate on locating Tony when McGee stood.

"Wait, wait, Gibbs," he objected.

"What?" Gibbs' blue eyes narrowed as he glared at his junior agent. His junior agent who had not only broken rule 12 with his Senior Field Agent, but had also somehow gotten him kidnapped. With no sign of a ransom note. Or any other communication. "We're dedicating all our time on getting DiNozzo back. Let another team work the original case."

"We've been going about this backwards," McGee muttered. "We've been trying to focus on how I would find this guy. He knows that that's what I would do, and he would've hidden his trail. He's good, too."

"What are you saying?" Gibbs barked impatiently.

"I'm saying that he knows me. Knows my style. This guy's obviously been stalking me, if he even knew that Tony and I were in a relationship. We've been really discreet about it."

Gibbs grunted, the blue eyes glittering angrily. Yeah, maybe McGee didn't need to remind Gibbs of his rule breaking relationship with Tony right then, but whatever. He had a point to make.