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Feb 15, 2009 18:18

Title: Not always Fairytales

Author: freefic

Rating: T

Pairings involved: Tony/Kate, McGee/Abby, Gibbs/Jenny

Warnings: none really

Short description: Sequel to 'The Morning After'. Three years on, Tony and Kate's marriage is in trouble. When all seems lost, something from the past comes back to haunt them... and maybe bring them back together...

Chapter 2: Of Bombs and Kidnapping

Kate sat in her office, unable to come up with a reason for why she said what she did to Tony.

‘And as for our marriage… I wouldn’t exactly call it successful. Would you?’

She wanted to kick herself. Even though Tony had been completely unfair in leaving her with Adrian and Isabella that morning, what she said to Tony had been worse.

Kate looked at the picture in the frame on her desk. It was a picture of her and Tony in Fiji. He had his arms wrapped around her and they were smiling… those had been happier days. A second frame held two pictures in it: a photo of Adrian, and a photo of Isabella, both done by a professional photographer.

Her eyes filled up with tears. When had everything started to go so wrong? She took the picture of her and Tony and looked more closely at it. As she was thinking, she didn’t notice her phone had started ringing. She almost missed the call. She picked up the phone. “Director DiNozzo.”

“Director DiNozzo,” The voice said. “Agent Fornell. How are you doing?”

Kate concealed a sigh. “Fine, thank you Agent Fornell. What can I do for you and the FBI today?”

“I’m calling up in response to a phone call we received this morning from one of your neighbours.” Fornell said. Kate suddenly became nervous. Had the argument she and Tony had caused a disturbance? Surely not. They would not call the FBI for that. “There’s been some sort of a disturbance at your home.”

“A disturbance?” Kate said, worry edging into her voice. “W-what kind of disturbance?”

“A breaking and entering.” Fornell said. “A team was dispatched to investigate, and they found your mother injured.” Kate’s heart stopped. “We managed to get her out in time before…”

“Before what?” Kate asked, her eyes filling up again.

“There was a bomb.” Fornell’s voice sounded shaky. “We suspect terrorist activity. I’m sorry, Director. I really am.”

“What about my children?” Kate choked out. “Where are my children? My mother was looking after them!”

“I’m sorry,” Fornell repeated again. “But the only one in your house before it blew up was your mother.”

Kate dropped the phone. She got out of her seat and ran out of her office, tears streaming down her cheeks. She ignored Amber’s calls as she ran to the steps, and looked over the railing. Her old team were still at their desks. She practically flew down the stairs, and went straight over to Tony, where she threw her arms around him.

“Kate?” Tony asked, shocked. “What is it?”

“I-” Kate began, looking into his eyes. She stepped away from him. “Mom- kids-”

Gibbs approached the two. “What’s going on?” He asked. Kate let out a whimper and collapsed.

-

“She’s coming to.”

“What happened, Tony?”

“Not sure, boss. She just rushed in here suddenly and mentioned something about Sarah and the kids, and then she just fainted.”

Kate’s eyes opened slowly. She was lying on the floor in the middle of the squad room. Both Tony and Gibbs were by her side.

“Kate?” Gibbs asked her quietly, putting a hand over her forehead. “Are you alright? What happened?”

She looked at the two fearfully. “Fornell…”

Gibbs glared. “What did that old bastard do now?”

“Hey, watch it now Gibbs.” Gibbs and Tony looked up. Fornell walked into the bullpen, followed by two FBI agents.

Kate looked up at him, and when she saw it was him, she burst into tears again.

“What happened, Fornell?” Gibbs asked, standing up and looking at the FBI agent. “Kate mentioned you. She came down the stairs before, crying. Then she said something, and fainted.”

Fornell looked downcast. “Have you seen the news?”

Gibbs stepped up to Fornell. “Why don’t you save time and tell us?”

Fornell looked down at Kate, then at Tony. “There’s been a disturbance at your home.”

Tony’s face paled. “What kind of disturbance?” He asked, his eyes on Kate.

“A bomb…” Kate said quietly. Everyone looked at her. “Fornell suspects terrorist activity.”

Tony gripped his desk nervously. “And… Sarah? The kids?”

Fornell looked at Tony. “We suspect a kidnapping.” He said. “Your children were not in the house when we got there. Mrs Todd was, however. Whoever did this left her there. If your neighbour hadn’t called when she did, then…”

Tony helped Kate to her feet, and hugged her tightly. “So, our children are missing, and Sarah was injured and left for dead… w-where is she?”

“Bethesda.” Fornell replied. He turned to Gibbs. “I think it would be wise if we handled the investigation, Gibbs.” He said.

Gibbs nodded in agreement. When Tony went to protest, Gibbs calmed him down, and explained that neither he nor Kate would be able to concentrate on the case, seeing as it was a family matter.

Kate looked at Tony. “We should go and visit mom…” She said.

He agreed. “Maybe she will be able to tell us something.”

The elevator doors opened, and Abby ran out. “Kate!” She exclaimed, running up to her friend and hugging her. “I saw the news! I am so sorry!”

Kate smiled sadly. “Thanks, Abs. The FBI is going to head the investigation and look for Adrian and Isabella.”

“Where will you stay until then?” Abby asked.

“I’m not sure.” Kate admitted. She looked to Tony for advice.

“Maybe a nearby hotel?” Tony suggested. “I don’t want to impose on anyone…”

“Don’t be stupid.” Gibbs said. “We have a spare room. You can stay for as long as you need to.”

Kate went over to Gibbs and hugged him. “Thank you, Gibbs.” She said quietly. “It means a lot.”

“Don’t mention it.” He ruffled her hair, and she smiled.

-

“I’m glad Sarah is alright.” Tony said, sitting on the bed in Gibbs’ spare room.

“So am I.” Kate sat down next to him, and turned to face him. “Tony, I am really sorry for what I said this morning. I was angry, and I didn’t mean it.” She bowed her head. “Can you forgive me?”

He cupped her cheek with his hand, and smiled slightly. “Only if you can forgive me for walking out on you this morning.”

She hugged him. “Oh, Tony…” She said sadly. “What are we going to do?”

“All we can do is wait.” Tony said. “Fornell is managing the investigation.”

She lay back on the bed, and looked at him. “I don’t want to wait around until they find them…” She said. “What if they don’t find them?”

“I’m sure they will, sweetheart.” Tony told her as he settled down next to her. He ran his fingers through her hair, and she sighed. “Just sleep, now. We’ve had a tough day.”

She looked at him. “Where are we going to live?” Tony shrugged a shoulder, and put his arms around her. They stayed like that until Kate’s cell phone rang. She reached over and took it off the bedside table. “Kate.” She answered.

“Caitlin DiNozzo?” The man’s voice, dark and heavily accented said. “We have your children.”

“Who is this?” Kate exclaimed, sitting up immediately. She put a finger over her mouth to indicate to Tony to be quiet, and put the speaker on.

“That is none of your concern.” The man said. “Now, if you want to see your children alive again, then you will deposit ten million American dollars into an offshore account by the end of the month.”

Kate felt faint. The end of the month was less than a week. “I don’t have that kind of money!” She cried. “And I don’t know what account you are talking about.”

“I will be in touch.” The man said, and the call ended.

Kate looked at Tony, her mouth open in shock. “Tony, what are we going to do?” She said, wringing her hands together.

“We have to tell Gibbs.” Tony said. He took Kate’s hand and squeezed it gently. “We will find these guys.”

-

“These children are quite lovely.”

“Mhm.”

The first man, dressed in dark clothes, turned to the second man, who was wearing a dark suit. To an onlooker he would definitely look like the superior of the two.

“If you don’t mind my asking, sir, why did you order Mossad to kidnap Director DiNozzo’s children and bomb the family home? NCIS has not done anything against Mossad.”

The man in the suit turned to the other man, and chuckled slightly. “You have not been here long enough to understand. My children were killed at the hands of these people almost five years ago. I have been planning my revenge since then.”

“Sir…”

The man shook his head. He looked at the cell phone in his hand, and then turned to the man next to him. “You have done me a great service.” He said, patting the man’s shoulder. His eyes then narrowed. “But do not tell anyone of my reasons behind this, do you understand me?”

The man bowed his head. “I understand, sir.” He walked away, leaving the other standing by the one-way window, looking into the room where the two children were. The girl was playing with a toy and the boy was running around the room.

He had no real need for the money he was asking for from the DiNozzo family. His plan was to hold the children captive until the money had been deposited anyway.

Four and a half years since Ziva and Ari’s death at the hands of NCIS, and his revenge was almost complete.

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