Gibbs:

With a sigh, he pulls into the gas station and leans over the younger man. Seeing him still asleep, he gently cards his fingers through Tony's hair before stepping out of the truck. Quietly shutting his door, he peers in once more to make sure he's still asleep before pulling one of the disposable cell phones out of his pocket. Dialing from memory he waits for the other end to answer.

"Yo" A sleepy gruff voice answers.

"Charlie, its Jethro."

"Jethro, what can I do you for?"

Leaning against the side of the truck as he starts pumping gas, Gibbs clenches his jaw immediately thinking this is a bad idea. Quickly glancing back at Tony slumped in his seat; he feels his resolve crumble as he says "Seen any good movies lately?"

With a chuckle, he hears rustling as the man on the other end of the phone sits up. "I saw one recently, I'd recommend it to ya. Some nature documentary about the mountains"

Grunting, Gibbs clicks his phone shut and tosses it into the trashcan beside the pump. Walking around the truck, he knocks on Tony's window. Seeing green eyes instantly open and the younger man's body tense, he hooks his thumb to the gas station. "Goin' for coffee"

10 mins later finds him sliding back into the cab of the truck. Tossing a bag of snacks into Tony's lap, he pulls back onto the highway.

"Boss.. the bank will be open in 40 minutes."

"We'll be there"

Sliding back into his seat, Tony chuckles as he pulls out a bag of chips; "You always know what to get"
"Well you're a cheap date Dinozzo"

Grunting around a mouthful of chips Tony pulls out his cell phone. "You ready for this?"

Swallowing back a mouthful of coffee, Gibbs mumbles "Been awhile since we had a vacation"

Chuckling, "You just want to sit in the sand and drink that rotgut"

Chloe:

With a final wave to Charlie, Chloe jogs the short distance to the cabin. Feeling along the top of the door frame, she grasps the key in her hands. Smiling at the rusted lock she shakes her head as she lets herself in.

Watching as the dust dances in the rays of the sun, she steps in and quickly drops her backpack onto the floor. Pulling a sheet of a well-worn chair, she gracelessly falls into the soft leather. With a sigh, she lets her mind wander to her friends. Hoping that Jack is safely on the run she lets her eyes close. She knows the plan has always been to separate. It's the only way they would all be safe. Her lip rises into a smirk, she also knows that they're all stubborn and most likely already knows where she is. Sucking her bottom lip between her teeth she holds her left hand out in front of her. Flexing her fingers she feels the lump in between the bones on the top. Might as well make it easy for them. She thinks. Pressing her thumb hard into knot she sighs when she feels the click of the tracker embedded just under the skin. Settling back into the chair, she lets a shy smile grace her face as she only has time for a quick nap before they arrive.

Jack:

Instantly awake as he feels the car come to a stop, his eyes slide over to Eliot and then at the scenery behind him; with a huff he sits up. "I take it we're going sailing Spencer?"

"Yup" With a wink Eliot slides out of the car, and takes off with a swagger down the dock. Quickly following, Jack's eyes scan the marina. Before Eliot even stops he's picked out the boat.

"You've got to be kidding me?" Standing in front of the obviously Gibbs made boat, he trails his fingertips along the hull. "He finished it?"

"Ya think?"

Laughing Jack takes the remaining steps onto the deck. "How the hell did he get it out of his basement?" He asks amazed.

He feels a slap to his back as a blonde blur rushes past him squealing.

"Parker!" Eliot growls. Shaking his head at her antics, Jack chuckles at the twinkle he sees in Eliot's eyes that betrays the bark in his voice.

"You're just mad she knows" Jack muses

With a hardened glare from Eliot, he laughs and follows Parker onto the deck. "Where we off to?"

"MEXICO!" Parker squeals

Tony:

Walking out of the bank, he hops in the truck. "All set?" He asks

"Franks will be waiting for us" Gibbs says swerving back into traffic. "Let's go pick up Chloe"

"You mean Melinda…" Tony says

Gibbs looks over and lets out a harsh laugh as he sees the Tony's wide smile and the handful of passports he has held out in his hands. "You just live to be under cover don't ya Dinozzo?"

"That's Paddington now" His grin widens as he gleefully holds up the matching grin shown in the passport picture.

With an eye roll, Gibbs snatches it out of his hands and holds it close enough to read. "You better have a better name than that for me" He growls

"Of course Mr. Waite" Tony deadpans