NCIS is copyrighted to CBS and respectful owners. This is a fanfiction and nothing more. I only own any original characters that have appeared and might appear.

A/N: Seriously, why did I bother trying to start a NCIS fanfiction? I haven't been able to write a story that I'm truly able to update enough compared to *all* of the other writers on this website. It might also help if I didn't keep starting new fanfiction or keep trying to update only a certain one at a certain time.

Short chapter this time. My apologies.

Anyway, onto the reviewers…

disco: *revives?* Why did you explode?

Rainbow reviewer: I removed all those reviews because they were spam. -.-

NiceGuy: Thanks but how exactly could have that conversation gone better? Any suggestions? (:

Coolie: In reality, yes, you are correct that there would not necessarily be any NCIS agents in New Mexico at the Governor's house. However, there is an NCIS "HQ" that covers both Marine and Navy relations in Arizona and New Mexico in real life. I just played with the idea that COULD be NCIS agents in New Mexico.

Also I will not have this story focus on just McGee or just Gibbs. It includes BOTH. Thank you!

Gunner'sDream: You're welcome and yes, someone can get desperate to get their targets. Glad you have enjoyed and stay tuned for more updates (hopefully sooner)!

betagamma: Thank you!

RedDragen: Thanks!

Chapter Seven: Try to Think Before You Act Part 1

Gibbs should be a NASCAR driver. His speeds were amazing. Tim held on for his life while trying to track Tony's cell phone signal. It would have been easier if there wasn't a sharp turn every few seconds. A thud in the back seat confirmed that Dawn had landed against the door from the last turn,

"McGee, do you have a signal on the location yet?" Gibbs asked.

"I've almost got it."

"Damn it, Tony! Answer the phone!" Using one hand to turn the wheel and with his other hand he picked up his cell phone trying to call Ziva.

Amazingly he did not get sent to the voicemail.

"Gibbs?" Ziva's voice answered from the other line.

"What the hell happened? Are you and Tony okay?"

"Yes, we were in a traffic accident. Some driver drove through a stop sign and hit the back of the car." Her voice didn't sound panicked nor was there any indication of her using the "word." A word could be coded to signify a sign for help.

Gibbs was having a hard time believing it. He glanced out his back mirror and noticed Dawn was gripping onto the door with a death grip as he passed more cars on the road. The young agent probably had not been in a car with someone like him. Maybe after this was all over Gibbs would let Ziva take the young woman home.

Horns blared in response to the speeding car and Tim resisted the urge to close his eyes. Memories flashing back to his own car accident always came up when he was younger flared up.

"Ziva, Walker knew you and DiNozzo would be getting takeout today. He sent McGee an e-mail right after you left. Be on alert until the LEOs get there…" Gibbs responded and hung up the phone.

If Walker was targeting his other two agents just to get at McGee and Lynn, why hadn't he tried it when the two agents were separated? Also, Walker would be nuts in trying to actually hurt Ziva considering her background with Mossad.

Well…at least that is what McGee was thinking.

"McGee, you should have stayed back at NCIS," Gibbs stated. McGee turned and stared at his boss, "Walker just lured us back out into the open to get you two."

Another thud came from the backseat as Dawn grabbed onto the hand grip and looked at the two agents, "How would Walker even know that we would be with you Agent Gibbs? It doesn't make any sense."

Gibbs nodded. He had to give the young woman credit.

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"This is just convenient…"

Ziva rolled her eyes as she heard Tony. The Metro PD Accident Reconstruction officers worked to piece together the car accident and she stood, staring at the two cars involved.

"Will you quit complaining? I already called Gibbs and told him nothing was wrong and we are fine. He is on his way to make sure we are alright with McGee in row."

"Tow, Ziva. McGee isn't a boat."

Ziva shot a confused glance toward Tony as she sat down beside him on the sidewalk, "I have no idea why you would be thinking McGee is a boat. He gets seasick very easily, remember?"

Tony chose to ignore that. How could he honestly respond to that without making Ziva mad or trying to explain that was not what he meant?

"Anyway, so if Gibbs is told us to be watching for Walker, then he could quite possibly he here in our lovely group?" By the lovely group, Tony gestured out towards the coward of people now more interested in the car accident than going on their way happy way to work or lunch.

"I do not think Walker would come here. Too many witnesses."

Tony nodded gravely, "So this accident was just a pure coincidence right after McGee got an e-mail from the man out to kill him?"

"You know there are no such things as coincidences, at least in Gibbs' book," Ziva replied, "Obviously Walker would need a way to lure…" she trailed off and stared Tony in the face, realization coming onto her face.

"Calling Gibbs." Tony had his phone out before Ziva halfway through her last sentence.

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"Excellent, so I assume that Gibbs and his agents fell for the accident after all?" To say the older man was excited was an understatement.

Soon, he would be able to get the two agents responsible and if not more, he could get a little prize for himself.

What would be a better reward? To get Lynn or take down a couple of NCIS agents along the way? Oh yes, this would turn out for the best.

"Yes sir. The GPS was placed under the sedan. I think in a panic to get to the other agents, they would not have realized to even think about the possible dangers?"

Walker snorted slightly, "I would be careful. From what I remember about Leory Jethro Gibbs is his mind can think of many different scenarios at once. Just remember, I want the agents brought to me alive in Santa Fe…"

"Sir, what about the NCIS director having BOLO out for you? Santa Fe is where they will most likely be looking for us.

"Not if they do not have one of the best computer people in their agency with us. Now if you don't mind, Rutherford, I'll be on my way back to New Mexico. Call me later when you have them…"

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More coming soon. Short chapter but hey, an update right? I got a bit busy working on my SeSa fanfic at the NFA Community.