Abilities and Advantages
Chapter 7
Tony put the airphone back in it's spot on the head rest in front of him and turned to Kate, "Well it looks like we've got luck on our side for once. Stokes is a former cop and his boss knows sign language as well. Sounds like they both want to help. We'll meet them at the hotel after we land."
"Just a little lost here DiNozzo. How does that help us other than having some burnt out cop helping us." Kate said wearily, looking across the aisle where Ducky was keeping McGee's mind occupied teaching him Morse code.
"Stokes doesn't sound like a burn out Kate. I got the impression that Stokes is on top of the local side of this. I've got a plan forming, Kate let me think on it until we land then I'll let you tear it apart." Tony said leaning back in his seat. "Get some rest, Sister dear we have parts to play as soon as we land and I think Mr. Stokes will make a convincing cousin."
Kate glared at Tony. Just as well he's Gibbs' lover no one else could handle him. She thought letting the white noise of the airplane and the rhythmic tapping from the other two men lull her to a light doze.
Ducky looked pleased with his latest pupil, he wasn't surprised that Timothy picked up Morse code quickly, though the Medical Examiner was still worried about the slight lost look Timothy would fall back into whenever the younger man stopped focusing on the task at hand. Ducky made a mental note to speak with Tony when got a chance, it would be better if the two younger men shared a room. Neither one would do good alone while on this case.
Ducky smiled at Tim, "well done my boy now try and decipher this one." Ducky began tapping on the armrest. "..-. .- .. - .... / - .-. ..- ... - / .... --- .--. ."
McGee squinted and listened, part of Ducky's lessons involved not using paper for translating. "Faith, trust, hope. Ducky?" McGee answered wondering what the reason was for those three words.
"Ah young Timothy," Ducky said answering the unasked question. "Have faith in your friends that they will bring your lady love back. Trust in yourself that you can help, and hold on to hope when things seem the darkest. Now try to rest you will need your wits about you to bring Abby home."
Ducky watched as McGee tried to settle down, it looked like a couple of the lessons Gibbs taught all his agents, 'get the shut eye when and where you can' had taken hold. Three soft taps from across the aisle turned his focus outwards to Tony, who motioned them towards the rear of the plane.
"How's Probie holding up, Ducky?" Tony asked leaning against the bulkhead of the plane.
The older man sighed, "As well as can be expected given his background, but you knew that already. I think the problem will be tonight you and he should share a room." Tony nodded like that was already his plan.
"I sorta figured he'd need that. Ducky I'm going to need you to hold McGee back if you think it's necessary, Gibbs has told me about some of the things you got up to when you two first met up. I'll trust your call on that, okay?" Tony said before walking over to the empty galley and sneaking a cup of black tar-like airline coffee which he began drinking without cream or sugar. "You sure you don't want Kate as your young bride?" Tony joked.
Ducky chuckled, "Alas Anthony, I fear that Caitlyn's amorous attentions would put me in an early grave. Though I don't know how much safer it would be as your parent."
Tony chuckled, "Thanks Ducky, I needed that." At that the fasten seat belts sign came on so Tony and Ducky returned to their seats waking up their seat mates.
Thirty minutes later and the gang was in the only vehicle available, an SUV, driving to the hotel. "Kate," Tony asked from behind the wheel, "any idea on who the idiot is that pissed off Gibbs?"
"Not at the moment, DiNozzo. We'll have to wait until we can check the computers for any real info." Kate answered still looking through one of Gibbs' notebooks and checking the fax that Gibbs handed to her before he left.
Quickly checking into the hotel and being escorted to their suite Tony purloined McGee's bag, "You're with me bro." Tony said making the bro sound just enough like pro that the younger agent had no problems guessing what his nickname for the duration of this case would be.
Kate claimed the room across from the boys, while Ducky took the remaining room between his 'children'. Once everyone had unpacked in their rooms they slowly drifted out and in the dinning area of the suite began to set up a command center. McGee made sure of a secure internet connection via the hotel's wireless connection. Kate commandeered one of the long tables and had Tony help her bring it closer to the dinning table so she could spread out all of the info on the possible suspects.
That done Tony began to look up information on Nick Stokes just to be sure his instincts were right. Reading all the information he could find on the Vegas CSI he found that Stokes should have known to play the political game better and not have mouthed off to the temp boss. That and the fact he went to his boss Gil Grissom made Tony suspicious that there was more than met the eye going on with the Vegas CSIs. 'Well time to call and set up a meeting.' Tony thought while shooting off a quick coded email to Gibbs letting him know that he'd meet his lover in his room in a couple of hours.
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Grissom Residence
In the darkness two bodies physically separated, closed the mental distance for a few moments.
Gil walked into what he assumed was Nick and Greg's bed room to find the two younger men deep in an impassioned embrace, tanned Texas entwined with lab-pale Nordic. Gil leaned back against the wall knowing this was only a dream and let himself enjoy the show. It looked like Nick or Greg were trying to crawl inside the other via their mouth. Both men rolled on the large bed vying for dominance. The sheets pooled around their hips as Nick, who won this round broke off the kiss to work his way down Greg's body. Gil broke the spell the two lovers were under when he moaned in time with Greg as the lab tech was getting much loving attention paid to his nipples. Nick and Greg turned as one to look at their boss. In tandem the lovers rose from the bed and walked over to Gil, who was able to see them in their naked glory.
Gil disobeying the first rule of fantasy dreaming tried to turn down the attention being offered to him, however both of his dream men were having none of that as Nick walked behind him and held his shoulders while kissing and sucking on one side of Gil's neck. Greg not to be outdone by his lover took Gil's mouth hungrily while unbuttoning Gil's clothes. Gil started to be pulled from the dream by an insistent buzzing. His watch alarm. It was time for him to wake up, trying to pull away from the dream was difficult as dream Nick didn't want to let him go. When Gil finally got himself out of the Texan's grasp with the parting word, "We will let you run for now Gris, but the hunt is on."
Gil woke with a gasp, that was way to vivid and so not like his usual fantasy dream's of the two men. He's normally in a bubble of silence that lets him play voyeur that teeters between being erotic and a nightmare. Gil wondered if the proximity of one of his crushes and the craziness with his abilities could have caused this change in his normal dreams. He'd have to look into it later right now he had two lovers to reunite if he possibly could. Gil knocked on the guestroom door not wanting to surprise the sleeping man. Just before he started tapping on the door he heard the sleep muffled sounds, the broken words, "Greg…back…don't worry."
Gil grimaced, while he was having interrupted erotic fantasies about the lovers Nick was reassuring himself that he'd get his lover back. Gil knocked a bit harder on the door. "Nicky, time to wake up."
"mmmm Gris?" Nick's voice half moaned through the wood door separating them. "I'm up. Coffee?"
Gil smiled, "Yes I'm making coffee. Come out when you're ready."
On the other side of the door Nick sat up shaking the cobwebs out of his head. That dream was just too real. I started normally enough he and Greg getting down and dirty in bed then he hears Gris moan and he and Greg seize their chance and pounce the man, and just as Greg is getting ready to give Gris one of his 'I'm going to suck your brains out through you dick' blow jobs Gris has the nerve to leave! That's not right, so he told dream Gris that the game was on, and proceeded to comfort his dream Greg that they'd have him back in their room and not to worry about it.
As Nick took a shower to help himself wake up he had a thought, 'could Gris' abilities have linked himself and Gris while sleeping?' Gil certainly had enough troubles staying out of his brain when he was awake. Nick followed that thought like it was evidence, did that mean that Gris wanted Greg and I as lovers much as the two wanted Gris? Nick leaned his head against the shower wall, it was too fast for this, 'damnit' he thought Greg was supposed to be here to help out. Nick sighed as he finished his shower. 'First order of action' he thought, 'find Greg. Second seduce Gil.'