Anthony DiNozzo, MIA

AN: I just wanted to write a TonyWhumpage story. We can never have enough of those, Right? Thanks, in advance, for your reviews and alerts. Enjoy!

FYI-MIA means Missing In Action.

NCIS Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo was missing.

Tony had told his elderly neighbor that he would take her trash out before he left for work. That had been an hour ago. Eleanor Simmons knew Tony's schedule, and she knew he should have been back, long before now.

Gibbs answered his phone on the second ring. He didn't know the voice of the person he was talking to. And it concerned him. His gut was churning ,and she had not even started speaking yet.

"Agent Gibbs…I don't…" Eleanor said haltingly.

"How do you know me? How do you have my number?" Gibbs asked, in as gentle a manner as he could. He could tell the woman was anxious enough.

Eleanor let out a breath. "This is probably going to sound silly, Agent Gibbs. But I am Tony's neighbor. He went out for his run this morning and he's…he's not back yet. It's…it's been an hour. He's not usually gone this long. The reason I know he's not back yet is because he was going to take out my trash. And I always thank him with a blueberry muffin and a cup of coffee. His muffin and his coffee are still waiting for him."

Gibbs didn't say anything for a moment. He was processing what he had just been told. He began to ask her questions. She told him what time she knew. What time Tony left. What he was wearing, his general mood.

It was still early. Gibbs looked at his clock. He was usually up and dressed by this time. So he hurried to put on his clothes. He called Tim and Kate and told them both to meet him at Tony's apartment. He didn't explain why and both Tim and Kate were too surprised by the request to ask.

Gibbs went to talk to Eleanor. He sent Kate and Tim into the apartment for clues as to what else, besides work, Tony had planned for the day.

Both Kate and Tim were shocked beyond belief. They had never been inside Tony's apartment. But both had imagined something that equated to a fratboy/bachelor pad combo. The immaculate rooms, modern kitchen and grand piano in the corner blew all that out of the water.

The apartment search was short and futile. Nothing seemed to be missing and there was no indication of anything being out of the ordinary. Tim and Kate joined Gibbs in speaking to Tony's neighbors a short time later.

NCIS NCIS NCIS NCIS NCIS

Tony's head ached. He imagined from whatever they had put into his arm. He remembered being stuck and trying to fight. And he shook his head, trying to get the fog out of his brain.

"There is no way in hell you don't know, DiNozzo. Danny Price was and is a dirty cop. You were his partner so…."

"I don't know anything about…." Tony shook his head vigorously, despite the ache. He knew Danny was a bad cop. But not to the extent that this guy was saying.

Tony's captor was Randall Craig. A guy Tony had collared on a minor drug charge. But he ended up serving a few years after the rest of the Baltimore Police Department looked further into his assorted activities.

Danny had promised Craig an easy ride, unbeknownst to Tony, of course. But the rest of the BPD had not been on the take and Craig had gone down. And now Craig wanted revenge. Danny was on alert. He had gotten into the habit of checking the prison release records. When he had seen Randall Craig was to be released he went on alert.. But Agent DiNozzo, out for his morning run, had been surprisingly easy to subdue with a chemical restraint. They then loaded him into the back of a panel van.

Craig punched Tony in the chest again. Randall Craig and his hired thugs. Tony bit his lip to keep from crying out. His ribs were already badly bruised, if not broken. He panted, sending a fine spray of blood from his busted lip all over the front of his now soiled and torn gray t-shirt.

Tony tried to move but the ropes that tied him to the chair and tied his arms around his back were really tight.

"…gonna kill me?" Tony sputtered.

Craig grinned. "That would just be too easy. All that time I spend in prison, wishing somebody would put me out of my misery. All those…times I got sent to the infirmary. All because Detective Price didn't keep his word, because the two of you didn't keep your word."

"I didn't…." Tony started again.

"You know…you keep saying it, and I still keep not believing you!" Craig said angrily. "Danny was supposed to look the other way on some drug deals that took place. I never got to make the deals. You busted me first. Price took the drugs. He sold them. He had to. Detectives don't make half a mil…too much money for him to pass up."

Tony just looked at Craig, digesting what he was being told.

"You and Price owe me half a mil, DiNozzo! I know you're a fed now, and I don't really care. I've been to prison, it doesn't scare me. I want to know what you did with my money!" Craig growled.

Tony shook his head again. And this time Craig let his thugs loose on the agent.

TBC

END NOTES: I realize that the time line is all 'messed up' here. But this is the story I wanted to tell, so please don't waste those precious reviews on telling me that. I already know. This is fan fiction after all, just enjoy the story.