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donutsweeper) wrote2008-06-21 11:54 am
donutsweeper) wrote2008-06-21 11:54 am
The Chase
Title: The Chase
Pairing/Warning/Rating: NCIS fandom, vague Gibbs/DiNozzo, rated G
Word Count: 300
Summary: What should have been a simple chase after two suspects takes a dramatic turn for Gibbs and DiNozzo.
Author's Note: Written formad_jaks
Pairing/Warning/Rating: NCIS fandom, vague Gibbs/DiNozzo, rated G
Word Count: 300
Summary: What should have been a simple chase after two suspects takes a dramatic turn for Gibbs and DiNozzo.
Author's Note: Written for
mad_jaksDiNozzo had already chased down and cuffed Henderson by the time Gibbs caught up to them. “Winded, Boss? They say old age can do that to a person.”
Gibbs let a rather hard head slap be his answer for the barb. “Fitzgerald?”
DiNozzo shrugged. “I lost him two blocks back. You?”
“Does it look like I have him?”
“No,” DiNozzo began as he hauled Henderson to his feet, “but I...” He broke off, head tilting as he reacted to something Gibbs hadn’t heard. Then, all of a sudden, he shoved Henderson at Gibbs before taking off down the sidewalk and darting into the alley.
Pulling Henderson along with him Gibbs rounded the corner in time to see DiNozzo grab for Fitzgerald, but was far too far away to do anything but scream “Tony!” when he realized that their momentum was carrying them out of the alley and into the street beyond. He couldn’t see what happened next, but there was a squeal of brakes and a sickening crunch and his imagination went into overdrive as ice cold dread settled in the pit of his stomach.
Gibbs tore down the alley, dragging Henderson behind him. He dodged the pickup truck that had swerved into some trash cans at the mouth of the alley. That was when he saw DiNozzo laying in the street, Fitzgerald bending over him trying to grab his gun. Pulling out his own weapon Gibbs cocked it right behind Fitzgerald’s ear. “Don’t even try it.”
Making creative use of a street sign, his belt and the handcuffs, Gibbs had his two prisoners immobilized and rushed over to check on DiNozzo, who was already regaining consciousness.
“What have I said about sleeping on the job?” Gibbs chided, his tone rough even as he gently stroked DiNozzo’s cheek.
“Sorry Boss.”
Gibbs let a rather hard head slap be his answer for the barb. “Fitzgerald?”
DiNozzo shrugged. “I lost him two blocks back. You?”
“Does it look like I have him?”
“No,” DiNozzo began as he hauled Henderson to his feet, “but I...” He broke off, head tilting as he reacted to something Gibbs hadn’t heard. Then, all of a sudden, he shoved Henderson at Gibbs before taking off down the sidewalk and darting into the alley.
Pulling Henderson along with him Gibbs rounded the corner in time to see DiNozzo grab for Fitzgerald, but was far too far away to do anything but scream “Tony!” when he realized that their momentum was carrying them out of the alley and into the street beyond. He couldn’t see what happened next, but there was a squeal of brakes and a sickening crunch and his imagination went into overdrive as ice cold dread settled in the pit of his stomach.
Gibbs tore down the alley, dragging Henderson behind him. He dodged the pickup truck that had swerved into some trash cans at the mouth of the alley. That was when he saw DiNozzo laying in the street, Fitzgerald bending over him trying to grab his gun. Pulling out his own weapon Gibbs cocked it right behind Fitzgerald’s ear. “Don’t even try it.”
Making creative use of a street sign, his belt and the handcuffs, Gibbs had his two prisoners immobilized and rushed over to check on DiNozzo, who was already regaining consciousness.
“What have I said about sleeping on the job?” Gibbs chided, his tone rough even as he gently stroked DiNozzo’s cheek.
“Sorry Boss.”
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