A First Step by mcgeesgal

[mcgeesgal]

(Part 2 of the first chapter...)

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“Michelle, I don’t think the young man wants to go.” Blythe and Michelle both looked at the agent. He silently wished he had never accepted Tony’s invitation, but his friend had tricked him. Dinozzo asked if he wanted to go to a party failing to leave out it was happening at his parents’ house in a country-like setting where his brazen cousin was waiting to attack anything that moved.

“So are you coming?” Mickey asked pulling out her keys than tugging on his tie as she moved up next to him. “We don’t have all day.”<br>
“Sure,” McGee answered. The young woman grinned brightly and her green eyes sparkled.

“Alright than,” Blythe said. “You two kids be careful.” Michelle gave her aunt a small salute than grabbed McGee’s tie once more and began to pull him out of the house. The young man quickly made a mental note to remove it before Tony’s cousin choked him to death. She led him out past the rental car Tony and he had come up in to a Mini Cooper with the British flag painted on top.

“Surprised?” Michelle inquired as she let him go and he started around to the other side. He looked at her.

“What do you mean?”<br>
“Well, the car usually says something about the personality of the person. I bet you were thinking that I must drive something big and obnoxious kinda like me.” She glanced up at the sky a moment. “I wasn’t always like this though, McGee. I used to be quiet and I’d follow people just to make them happy. Kinda like you.” Mickey focused back on him and smiled at the inquisitive expression on the agent’s face. “You know something? I like you. You’re one of the few guys I’ve met in a while that hasn’t told me to shut up. You probably don’t want to because you’re afraid I’ll hit you or something. Or maybe you just haven’t because you’re really interested in what I have to say.”<br>
“I think it’s interesting you do jump to conclusions,” McGee stated. He felt a bit bold making the statement, but he figured the young woman could take it. “Personally I don’t have any problem allowing you to talk. I’m a pretty quiet person by nature. I listen more than anything. And I’m glad you like me. I’d hate to know what you would do if you didn’t.”<br>
“I might have actually choked you with the tie instead of just playing with it.”<br>
“That was playing with it? You walk a very fine line between amusing yourself and nearly killing someone.”<br>
“Well, I’m not the person who dressed up for the country,” Mickey retorted. “You’re dressed for Green Acres.”<br>
“I didn’t know Tony was dragging me out here,” McGee replied. “For some reason I had it in my head I’d be meeting some of his fraternity friends.”<br>
“You don’t want to meet them,” Mickey said unlocking the car doors finally. She shook her head. “Those guys are nuts. They make Chucky seem sane.” The dark haired woman opened her door. “Get in so we can get back before it gets too late.” The agent started getting into the car. “I went out with them once when Tony turned 21. I was only 16, but I was kinda going out with one of them and I got dragged along. They spent half the time…” McGee tuned out Dinozzo’s cousin for a moment when he heard an odd click as they both sat down in the seats. He knew that sound and he froze.

“Mickey, be quiet,” he hissed.

“What?”<br>
“I heard something,” McGee told her.

“Heard what?” She smacked herself in the forehead. “Now I’m sounding like you.” The young woman looked at McGee as he began leaning forward to look under his seat. “What’s going on?”<br>
“I’m not sure, but hopefully it isn’t what I think it is.” He didn’t see anything under his own seat and glanced under Michelle’s. The agent could make out a blinking red light and knew that couldn’t be good. “Mickey, whatever you do don’t move.” Her hands froze on the steering wheel and she kept staring out the windshield.

“What is it?”<br>
“A bomb,” McGee answered.

“Oh, my God. What do we do?”<br>
“Call for help.”

[badpollyanna]

Well don't stop now...! (Loving it so far!)

[tricj]

Hey......I was reading and then......where did it go...don't stop here...you had me hooked and I fell right off the edge...where's the rest?

[mcgeesgal]

Sorry about the delay.

Here is Chapter 2...

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“Geez, McGee, I can’t take you anywhere, can I?” Tony asked as he stood outside the passenger side of Michelle’s car. The younger agent and his cousin were still inside being told to stay as the bomb squad carefully went over every inch of the small vehicle as they searched for timers or anything that might set off the bomb before actually getting to disarming it.

“Shut up, Tony,” McGee growled. The heat was getting to the young man even after removing his tie, which Mickey promptly took and used to keep herself occupied, as well as his suit jacket. Beads of sweat were slowly dripping down his back. McGee was uncomfortable and Dinozzo wasn’t making it any easier. He wished that Michelle would say anything to give him an indication she still cared about what was happening. “Why don’t you check on Mickey?”

“I did,” Tony replied. “And she kinda told me to butt out. She’s pretty upset right now and I figured if I can’t talk to her than I can always bug you.” The agent glanced at his cell phone.

“Are you waiting for a call?” McGee inquired.

“Only if Gibbs decides to come out and defuse this bomb himself,” Tony responded. Mickey and McGee both looked at Dinozzo. “What?”

“You told Gibbs?” The two said in unison. They looked at each other in surprise before focusing back on Tony.

“Of course I did,” Dinozzo said. “He’s the one that sent these guys. After they finish up here we’ve got to go back to headquarters.”

“Tony, will you stop being so non-chalant for two seconds? I am sitting on a bomb that these people haven’t obviously defused yet or I’d be back in Aunt Blythe’s house enjoying her fried chicken. I want you to be serious for a moment here and tell me what’s going on,” Tony’s cousin told Dinozzo.

“Yeah,” McGee added glad that Michelle could say everything he couldn’t.

“You really want to know?”

“I think we deserve it,” McGee answered.

“This whole thing actually started a few weeks back,” Dinozzo began. “My mom got a threat of sorts in the mail, but she thought it was some kind of joke and didn’t think about telling me or dad. Than about last week there was a strange phone call according to my dad followed by someone cutting the brake line on my dad’s truck. He noticed that something was up before that could do any damage. Than there was this. The reason I came up here wasn’t really because it was my birthday, but so I could try to look into some of these things without getting anyone from work involved. Except for you, probie. I figured if I did turn up anything than you’d help without giving me too much trouble.”

“And you kept this from me?” Mickey interjected. “I could have gotten killed by coming here.”

“I didn’t know you were coming,” Tony replied. “Mom didn’t say anything.”

“Tony, I don’t appreciate being used,” McGee said. “I might have fallen for some of your jokes, but this is pushing me too far. As soon as I get out of this car I’m going to kick your ass.”

“This is a new side of you, probie,” Tony commented. “Nice to know you have a spine. Here I thought you were wound tighter than a prep school teacher.”

“I’m so going to help,” Mickey added. Dinozzo looked over at his cousin who stuck out her tongue. “Than I’m going to tell Gibbs what you did and he’s going to as well as Kate than Abby and maybe even Ducky. Though Ducky probably won’t kick it. He’ll just talk it off.”

“Yeah,” McGee agreed. “But before that happens, do you know who’s trying to do this? Why would someone go after your parents? Were they actually trying to go after you or just everyone else?”

“Take a look at my job, McGee. I put people in prison for a very long time. There’s a long list.”

“It could even be ex-girlfriends,” Michelle moaned. She closed her eyes and started to lean back in her seat, but stopped when McGee slid his hand behind her back to keep her from pushing back. She looked over at him. “What are you doing? Turning into Tony?”

“I wouldn’t push against the seat more than you already are,” McGee said. “The bomb may not have gotten off when we sat down, but it could be affected by other pressure sensitive motions.”

“Oh. Well, thank you…” She smiled. “Tim.” He gave her a small smile back.

“You’re welcome.”

“Excuse me while I grow throw up,” Tony muttered. A man wearing a blue plastic suit tapped Dinozzo on the shoulder. The agent looked up at him as the man gestured away from the vehicle. “Well, you guys do your lovey-dovey thing while I go see what’s up. Don’t go anywhere.” Tony winked at McGee who cringed a bit than walked away from the car.

“Would you really do it?” McGee turned towards Mickey. She wore a look that the young man found unreadable. It was almost a cross of relief and amusement.

“I don’t know,” McGee answered with a slight stutter. He mentally smacked himself wishing he would stop doing that. Whenever he did that around a woman he could see her instantly loose that one bit of interest she initially started with. Timothy could count on one hand how many times a woman had still stuck around afterward. One he worked with and they only dated for a bit before she decided it wouldn’t work and they were better as friends, but that still had its advantages.

“Even if you didn’t I still think it’s great you said it. He needs to know that he can’t push people around and that sometimes he just won’t get his way.”

“That’s what Kate says.”

“I’ve been saying that a lot longer before her, but it was just in my head,” Mickey said. “I know I say what’s on my mind now, but back when I was younger I kinda kept everything to myself.”

“That’s understandable,” McGee replied. She smiled and brushed back some of her hair. “It’ll work out.”

“What?”

“We’ll get out of this, Mickey, and take you back to headquarters where you’re guaranteed to be safe.”

“Yeah, I know, but I feel pretty safe being in here with you even though there’s a bomb located right under my seat.” She shook her head. “Okay that kinda sounded stupid, but you actually make me feel comfortable. Maybe if we get out of this I can really thank you.” She squeezed her eyes closed, sighed than looked back at McGee. “That is if you don’t mind and have half an interest to do something outside of sitting in an extremely hot car waiting for a dozen guys to defuse a bomb.”

“That sounds good,” McGee responded. She gave him a smile that quickly fell as she looked at something past the younger man. He turned to see Tony was returning with a serious look on his face. It was a look the agent didn’t often see on Dinozzo.

“Alright, there’s good news and there’s bad news,” Tony started as he leaned into the car. “The good news is that it’s a beautiful day and the sun is shining.” McGee glared at the agent.

“And the bad news?” McGee said.

“They aren’t completely sure if they’ve defused the bomb,” Dinozzo replied in a low voice.

“What?” Michelle squeaked.

“How can they not know?” McGee asked ready to throttle the agent. “We’ve been sitting here for nearly three hours in the baking sun while they’ve been probing every damn part of this car trying to defuse this thing. Why they hell don’t they know?”

“It’s a very homemade bomb, probie,” Tony answered. “A little more messy than they’re used to so just because they disarm the usual things doesn’t mean it can’t still go off.” His cousin let out a loud groan. “But the good thing is that you can get out of the car. You just gotta run really fast. So anytime you’re ready just say so and I’ll tell everyone to clear the area.” McGee glanced at Michelle who was clutching her messenger bag tightly.

“You ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be, McGee.” She let out a giggle. “That rhymed and totally not appropriate for the time. Let’s get out of here before my brain fries anymore.”

“Alright. Let me just tell the guys and get into a good hiding spot. I’ll signal you to run.” Dinozzo ran away this time and the two watched as the bomb squad quickly dispersed. The agent whistled and ducked behind the bomb squad’s vehicle almost a hundred or so yards away. McGee got out of the car and began running for the closest area to hide. He glanced back, but didn’t notice Michelle anywhere and assumed she had moved to somewhere safe.

“McGee!” The scream caused him to stop and turn around. “Tim!” The young man ran back towards the car and around to the driver’s side. Michelle was sprawled out on the ground with her right foot still stuck in the car. “I can’t get my foot out.”

“You’ll have to leave your shoe,” Tim told her. He grabbed her right leg and pulled swiftly and gently releasing the stuck foot. The agent reached over the woman and lifted her up by the waist than began pulling her away from the car. They barely got out of range before the car exploded.


Chapter 3 will be coming shortly...

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