Sorry it's been so long. I love you all, really, I've just been busy.
TRUTH AND CONSEQUENCES
CHAPTER NINE – WHAT SHE WANTS
Sam sat at his desk, trying to focus on his paperwork.
Trying and failing immensely. The last thing he wanted to be doing was paperwork. He wanted to be out trying to find G.
But there was nothing he could do. Eric and Dom were trying to get a trace on the phone used to call Sam, but weren't having much luck, and until she called again, there was nothing he could do to find G. Nothing.
Then the phone rang. Sam could see Kensi and Nate jump out of the corner of his eyes. They had all been waiting anxiously for the call.
Sam barely let the phone fully ring one time before he'd ripped it off its cradle.
"Hello?"
"Joey's Pizza," the gruff guy on the other line said. "I'm calling to confirm your order."
"You've got the wrong number," Sam said, slamming the receiver back down. He noticed Kensi and Nate sink back into their chairs, disappointed.
Not two minutes later, the phone rang again, sending Kensi into the air once more.
"Hello?" Sam answered, not nearly as hopeful as before.
"Hey Sammy," the woman on the other line said bitter sweetly.
Sam's eyes grew wide at the sound of her voice, signaling Kensi that it was time to start the trace.
"I told you not to tell anyone," Azra said, a slight pout in her voice.
"I didn't," he started. "I didn't tell anyone."
"You told your team!" she shouted.
"I didn't," he nearly shouted back.
"Well then, how they find out?" she hissed.
"They work for NCIS. It's their job to know things. It didn't exactly go unnoticed when one of the senior agents didn't show up for work."
"Hmm," she sounded. She clearly wasn't happy about it, but was letting it slide for the moment. "Fine."
"What do you want from me?" he asked, unable to hold off any longer.
The line was silent for a moment. "I want…" she paused for dramatic effect. "I want you to watch him suffer."
With that the line went dead.
Sam silently set the receiver down, his mind not really processing anything. The 'wanting to puke his guts out' feeling had returned.
"Sam?" Nate said, stepping closer to him. "Kensi, something's wrong with Sam."
"Sam!" she shouted. "Snap out of it," she added when he shook out of his trance.
"What did she say?" Nate asked.
Sam was quiet a moment. A small popping sound came from his computer, indicating that he had received new mail. He quickly opened the file and really did almost vomit a little.
"She said she wanted me to watch him suffer," he said quietly, watching the video of Callen tied up in a dungeon like cell.
Nate looked down at the screen, then turned to so Kensi could see.
"Send that to Eric," she said, nearly jumping out of her seat and running of the stairs to Eric's lab, Nate right behind her and Sam not far behind.