Terror
It had been a month since Tom had been arrest, tried for murder and then released when the jury were brutally murdered by Felix. Since then he had gone back to his undercover assignment at Coombeshead and had managed to take down one member of the terrorist cell.
Most of the monitoring system was updated and utilised from the room but today Tom was sat above one the english classrooms, just above the tiles that make up the roof; while upgrading the listening software of the four rooms on the south-eastern side of the building.
The bell went while he was dealing with some of the more complex wiring of the system. His phone went off about a minute after that which he answered. "Flav, now it not a good time," he whispered with his phone in between his ear and shoulder.
"Tom, we're supposed to be working on the group project for Chemistry remember," Flavio's voice snapped. "Hurry up and get to the Library."
"Busy Flavio," Tom whispered.
"Why are you whispering and you promised you'd actually help with this one," Flavio complained.
"Sorry, my dentist appointment ran over," Tom lied terribly.
"You can't lie Tom," Aaron snapped into the phone.
"Am I on speaker here?" Tom asked in a whisper.
"Yes," Dan Taylor answered as the machine that Tom was working on let out a spark.
"Bloody Hell!" Tom snapped.
"What, the dentist drill into the wrong place," Aaron sneered.
"Arguing with you three and trying to deal with electronics is not easy," Tom yelled, forgetting that the people he was supposed to be monitoring were sat below him.
"Why are you messing with electronics?" Dan asked.
"Come and do Chemistry," Flavio added.
"Jump in a hole Flav," Tom jeered.
"Why don't you?" Dan attacked back.
Below Tom he heard two voices, "We've got to run," a women's voice stated.
"Run where?" a man's voice retorted.
"Anywhere but here, its not going to be long until they finally get the evidence to prosecute us," the women's voice begged.
"Tom, come and help us now or we'll tell Miss that you did nothing to help," Dan warned.
"Trust me, what I am doing right now is far more important than some stupid chemistry presentation. Tell you what, you make the PowerPoint and I'll do most of the presenting," Tom offered.
"Yeah but you will be reading off the slide," Flavio snapped.
"Trust me, I know more that you know," Tom replied as the voice began to make the starting syllables for 'bomb'. "I'll be there and I'll deliver the presentation to the class," he snapped and before the others could answer he hung up and began listening to the suspects below.
"Okay, revel your secret," Tom sat crosslegged rubbing his hands together waiting for the intel he needed.
"We need to get away," the women's voice sounded again. "That bomb that I placed in the train station will go off in an hour, and when it does they'll come for us."
Tom grabbed his second phone and phoned his boss, Special Agent Gibbs. "Hello," Gibbs' voice came through the speaker.
"Bomb, train station, one hour," Tom relayed.
"Got it, what about you?" Gibbs asked while gesturing for the team to begin to move.
"You get the bomb, I will get the terrorists responsible for planting the bomb," Tom replied before handing up and removing one of the ceiling tiles.
The male teacher looked up to see the gap in the ceiling. "That wasn't there before," he pointed.
"I doubt the legs were either," the women agreed.
"And yet you don't hear me yelling down a phone at someone?" Tom asked as he landed. Once he stood he pushed a table towards the door and neck breaking speed to ensure the door remained shut.
The man removed his gun from his desk and threw it to his partner while Tom reached for his own that would normally be attached to his thigh; then he remembered he was undercover at a school...He DIDN'T have his Gun!
Tom improvised and grabbed a chair and threw it at the gun wielding women before jumping onto the table and running towards her to try and disarm her. Meanwhile the man hit a button on his desk that detonated a series of small explosives in the wall, he also grabbed a secondary weapon.
"Can't let you squeal honey," the man stated as Tom wrestled her for control over her gun. He won when she slumped to the ground with a bullet in the back of her head. Tom followed her body as it fell to the ground before his eyes returned to the man and then he noticed the hole in the wall.
"NO!" Tom yelled running towards him as he jumped backwards out of the hole in the wall. When he was halfway down he shot himself in the side of the head.
Tom was stood in the now open room staring at the mangled remains of Mr Grimm, behind him laid the remains of Grimm's fiance. "Dammit!" Tom yelled throwing the gun to the floor in rage. The bell when for the end of the twenty minute break.
Outside Tom's friends were walking past when the noticed the commotion. With the help of a very strong year 11 they managed to force the door open.
"Tom what happened?" Aaron asked.
"I thought you said you were busy?" Dan mocked.
"What happened Tom?" Flavio repeated ignoring Dan.
"I failed to arrest two terrorists again," Tom snapped pulling out his phone. "Gibbs, we need Ducky again; Grimm killed his wife and then committed suicide; there is also a massive hole in the side of the English Block now."
"Seriously Tom!" he growled.
"I did nothing, all I did was climb out of the ceiling to arrest them, they did everything else," Tom defended himself. Gibbs hung the phone after that leaving Tom to deal with the crime scene. "Right out of this room. You can't be in here."
"And you can?" Flavio countered. "Isn't it a crime scene now?"
"Yes, and I'm running it now get out the room before the rest of my team get here," Tom ordered. The four people who had burst into the room turned their backs on Tom who pulled out a gun and aimed it at the back of their heads.
He pulled the trigger which ultimately caused a laser beam to fire into their heads and wipe their memories of the previous five minutes. He then set to work on teleporting the bodies to NCIS Newton Abbot Base and then organising the cover story for their random disappearances.
By the time the supply teacher actually arrived the entire room had been repaired mostly, with the exception of one of the windows not opening and the teacher's desk had disappeared after it was taken for forensic analysis.
Tom then proceed onto his Chemistry Lesson where he arrived just in time to participate in his group project where he demonstrated his immense knowledge on molar calculations.
Most of the monitoring system was updated and utilised from the room but today Tom was sat above one the english classrooms, just above the tiles that make up the roof; while upgrading the listening software of the four rooms on the south-eastern side of the building.
The bell went while he was dealing with some of the more complex wiring of the system. His phone went off about a minute after that which he answered. "Flav, now it not a good time," he whispered with his phone in between his ear and shoulder.
"Tom, we're supposed to be working on the group project for Chemistry remember," Flavio's voice snapped. "Hurry up and get to the Library."
"Busy Flavio," Tom whispered.
"Why are you whispering and you promised you'd actually help with this one," Flavio complained.
"Sorry, my dentist appointment ran over," Tom lied terribly.
"You can't lie Tom," Aaron snapped into the phone.
"Am I on speaker here?" Tom asked in a whisper.
"Yes," Dan Taylor answered as the machine that Tom was working on let out a spark.
"Bloody Hell!" Tom snapped.
"What, the dentist drill into the wrong place," Aaron sneered.
"Arguing with you three and trying to deal with electronics is not easy," Tom yelled, forgetting that the people he was supposed to be monitoring were sat below him.
"Why are you messing with electronics?" Dan asked.
"Come and do Chemistry," Flavio added.
"Jump in a hole Flav," Tom jeered.
"Why don't you?" Dan attacked back.
Below Tom he heard two voices, "We've got to run," a women's voice stated.
"Run where?" a man's voice retorted.
"Anywhere but here, its not going to be long until they finally get the evidence to prosecute us," the women's voice begged.
"Tom, come and help us now or we'll tell Miss that you did nothing to help," Dan warned.
"Trust me, what I am doing right now is far more important than some stupid chemistry presentation. Tell you what, you make the PowerPoint and I'll do most of the presenting," Tom offered.
"Yeah but you will be reading off the slide," Flavio snapped.
"Trust me, I know more that you know," Tom replied as the voice began to make the starting syllables for 'bomb'. "I'll be there and I'll deliver the presentation to the class," he snapped and before the others could answer he hung up and began listening to the suspects below.
"Okay, revel your secret," Tom sat crosslegged rubbing his hands together waiting for the intel he needed.
"We need to get away," the women's voice sounded again. "That bomb that I placed in the train station will go off in an hour, and when it does they'll come for us."
Tom grabbed his second phone and phoned his boss, Special Agent Gibbs. "Hello," Gibbs' voice came through the speaker.
"Bomb, train station, one hour," Tom relayed.
"Got it, what about you?" Gibbs asked while gesturing for the team to begin to move.
"You get the bomb, I will get the terrorists responsible for planting the bomb," Tom replied before handing up and removing one of the ceiling tiles.
The male teacher looked up to see the gap in the ceiling. "That wasn't there before," he pointed.
"I doubt the legs were either," the women agreed.
"And yet you don't hear me yelling down a phone at someone?" Tom asked as he landed. Once he stood he pushed a table towards the door and neck breaking speed to ensure the door remained shut.
The man removed his gun from his desk and threw it to his partner while Tom reached for his own that would normally be attached to his thigh; then he remembered he was undercover at a school...He DIDN'T have his Gun!
Tom improvised and grabbed a chair and threw it at the gun wielding women before jumping onto the table and running towards her to try and disarm her. Meanwhile the man hit a button on his desk that detonated a series of small explosives in the wall, he also grabbed a secondary weapon.
"Can't let you squeal honey," the man stated as Tom wrestled her for control over her gun. He won when she slumped to the ground with a bullet in the back of her head. Tom followed her body as it fell to the ground before his eyes returned to the man and then he noticed the hole in the wall.
"NO!" Tom yelled running towards him as he jumped backwards out of the hole in the wall. When he was halfway down he shot himself in the side of the head.
Tom was stood in the now open room staring at the mangled remains of Mr Grimm, behind him laid the remains of Grimm's fiance. "Dammit!" Tom yelled throwing the gun to the floor in rage. The bell when for the end of the twenty minute break.
Outside Tom's friends were walking past when the noticed the commotion. With the help of a very strong year 11 they managed to force the door open.
"Tom what happened?" Aaron asked.
"I thought you said you were busy?" Dan mocked.
"What happened Tom?" Flavio repeated ignoring Dan.
"I failed to arrest two terrorists again," Tom snapped pulling out his phone. "Gibbs, we need Ducky again; Grimm killed his wife and then committed suicide; there is also a massive hole in the side of the English Block now."
"Seriously Tom!" he growled.
"I did nothing, all I did was climb out of the ceiling to arrest them, they did everything else," Tom defended himself. Gibbs hung the phone after that leaving Tom to deal with the crime scene. "Right out of this room. You can't be in here."
"And you can?" Flavio countered. "Isn't it a crime scene now?"
"Yes, and I'm running it now get out the room before the rest of my team get here," Tom ordered. The four people who had burst into the room turned their backs on Tom who pulled out a gun and aimed it at the back of their heads.
He pulled the trigger which ultimately caused a laser beam to fire into their heads and wipe their memories of the previous five minutes. He then set to work on teleporting the bodies to NCIS Newton Abbot Base and then organising the cover story for their random disappearances.
By the time the supply teacher actually arrived the entire room had been repaired mostly, with the exception of one of the windows not opening and the teacher's desk had disappeared after it was taken for forensic analysis.
Tom then proceed onto his Chemistry Lesson where he arrived just in time to participate in his group project where he demonstrated his immense knowledge on molar calculations.
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