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Hobson"s Choice
In Gibbs’ mind, he was currently facing a Hobson’s choice. They had to get Tony back. There was no other option. Unfortunately, they didn’t seem to be making any progress on that. Gibbs hoped that meant that Tony was safe and not that whoever trashed Tony’s place had already found him. Hoping Abby had found something, Gibbs headed down to her lab with a Caf-Pow.
“Just in time, Gibbs.” Abby greeted.
“What you got, Abbs?” Gibbs prodded, handing her the Caf-Pow.
“Still no sign of Tony, but I was able to trace the ingredients used to make the message on Tony’s wall.” Abby explained.
“Hurry it up, Abbs.” Gibbs interrupted, impatient as usual especially since he didn’t know where Tony was.
“A number of them are common and harder to trace, but there was one trace bit of metal that can only be found at this store.” Abby handed Gibbs the name and address of a store.
“Thanks, Abbs. You did good. Find me more if you can.” Gibbs pushed harder than he normally would because it was Tony.
Returning the bullpen, Gibbs barked. “Tim. We have a lead.” He stepped into the elevator knowing Tim would follow.
Tim scrambled to follow after his boss. He quickly grabbed his things and slid into the elevator just before the doors closed.
“Cutting it close.” Gibbs commented.
“Sorry, boss. Won’t happen again.” Tim murmured.
Gibbs handed the information on where they were going to Tim for navigating purposes. There was no way he was letting anyone else drive.
Tim clutched the oh shit handle and held on tightly as he desperately tried to keep his screen visible enough to give Gibbs directions despite Gibbs crazier than normal driving. Tim breathed a sigh of relief as the car screeched to a halt in front of the shop. He was pretty sure he was going to need weeks to recover from that ride.