Timothy Mcgee Ncis Novels & Stories

You're always active in things related to that section", "because it's my section of expertise Connor," Timothy replied, eyes still on the computer. "Whatever, if you have any recommendations, reach out to me by Monday". "Okay," he then left shutting the door behind him. Timothy opened the file and his mind went to the girl in the traffic, a mischievous smile spreading in his thin lips. Timothy checked the entertainment news and found out that the reporters who had stormed Cynthia's place reported a futile mission. He then smiled even wider, this means he would get her first.

Elliot shifted awkwardly. “So… what happens now?” Timothy studied him carefully. This was not what he had expected. The hacker who had breached his system was young, messy, and annoyingly calm. But the code from the intrusion replayed in Timothy’s mind. Precise. Rare. There were maybe ten people in the world capable of that level of intrusion. Maybe fewer. Timothy made a decision. “You’re coming with me.” Elliot laughed. “Yeah, that’s not happening.” Timothy didn’t react.

No one else would exist in the time frame Timothy was present in their offices. “You have to tell me how you managed to get Bryce Collins to agree to talk to us,” Timothy said as he sipped from his mug and then pushed it aside. A small smile flirted at the edges of Chloe's mouth and she suppressed the urge to grin broadly. “I can’t reveal all my secrets.” she said. “You pull this off and you’ll be legendary,” Timothy said. “The man has never so much as been tempted to take a deal.”

I say before I step aside to answer the call. “Adam, man, good to hear back from you,” I answer. “Sam, I was with Miranda and Rick, they had some feedback on that spell that Josie is under,” he starts to say when I cut him off. “That is why I am calling; we captured Tim, we are going to question him before we destroy him,” I reply excitedly.

“I’m just doing my job. But remember, if anything ever bothers you, you can come to the hospital. I’ll be expecting you soon.” I waved goodbye as he drove out of the compound, then walked back inside. While I was on the phone with Mrs. Briggs, catching up, another car drove into the compound. I assumed it was Jack’s mother or maybe one of his relatives. But then I saw Timothy. He jumped out of the car and sprinted toward me, wrapping his arms around me and breaking down into tears. That moment shook me. Whatever Monica was hiding, it was big. She had been keeping something serious from everyone, and now it was clear she couldn’t keep it to herself any longer.

An awkward silence fell until Timothy cleared his throat. "I never properly thanked you for saving my life on the day of the attack. When that Rogue had me dead to rights, you appeared from nowhere!" He chuckled. "Nearly made me believe those wild rumors of you wielding witch magic." I shifted uncomfortably. "Just a bit of quick thinking. And good training from Keiran." "All the same I'm in your debt now." Timothy's voice dropped lower as he added, "I always reward those loyal to me." The suggestive comment surprised me and I risked a longer look at the Beta. Timothy met my gaze, something unfamiliar smoldering in his eyes. Before I could reply he pulled up sharply by Keiran's cottage, engin

I advised. “As I told the Elder, his wounds were fatal. That we saved him, is a miracle,” the doctor advised. So, Timothy had been snooping around the young Alpha. That was all the evidence I needed to know he was involved in traitorous behaviors. “Jeff – Elder Timothy is involved,” I mind-linked. “On it,” he responded quickly.

Timothy. I hadn't been the least bit surprised Mr.Timothy had been part of the cartel for over 20 years and held a high position at that. I sighed, leaning back on the chair and observing my new office. Yes, mine, I hadn't just accepted what I'd been born to do even though it took me months to, I didn't regret it a bit. There was just a thrill that came with working for a company that part of was undercover for a cartel which was undercover for the FBI.

He placed some papers on the table and looked back at me. “Your grandfather once ordered an investigation into your father’s case, but not to help. It was to block it. As if he’s hiding something. Do you know anything about your grandfather’s history with Ethan’s dad?” Tim continued, making me even more confused. “Ethan’s dad?” I repeated, feeling stupid because I didn’t understand what he was talking about. “Timothy Blake. He’s the man behind all of this. He’s also the one who called you. He’s a retired army officer, and after he finished his service—”

Timothy never said no to Pierce, no matter how big or dangerous his request was. Timothy caught Alex staring and shrugged. "It's nothing." Alex didn't believe him but nodded. "If you say so." Pierce turned towards Timothy, ignoring the others. "The information I asked for. Do you have it?" Timothy hesitated, eyes flicking to Alex before nodding. "Yeah. Just... waiting for the right time." "Now is the time," Pierce said impatiently. With a reluctant sigh, Timothy dug his hand under his tailored jacket and pulled out a manila folder. But as he handed it over, a photo slipped out, fluttering to the floor.