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(bird calling)

WOMAN (chuckles): We've been hiking for miles.

Where are we going?

Hello? Earth to Derek.

Uh, sorry, honey. Uh...

I was just thinking.

What is going on with you today?

You've been a zombie.

You barely ate your breakfast.

You know, and you packed that thing like

you plan to move out here.

I hear the rent's cheaper.

Okay, look, I only packed the essentials. See?

Okay.

Wait a minute.

This is where...

I brought you for our first hike.

Where did you even find a white tulip?

It's a little sad. No, it's beautiful.

What else do you have in there?

Okay.

Oh, wow. Oh, yeah.

A little bit of this.

(laughs)

(gentle music playing)

"You Are My Lady"?

Uh-huh-huh. (laughs)

That's our song.

Blindfold.

Oh. Okay. (chuckles)

Promise you won't peek. Okay.

Otherwise you'll ruin the surprise.

I promise.

How many fingers am I holding up?

Eleven.

♪ ♪

(singing along): ♪ You are my lady ♪

♪ You're everything I need and more ♪

♪ You are my lady... ♪ ♪ You... ♪

Derek?

Can I look now?

(song stops)

Derek, say something.

Okay, that's it.

I'm taking the blindfold off.

I'm sorry if this ruins your surprise.

Derek?

Derek?!

Derek. Derek!

Derek!

♪ ♪

(sighs) Remind me never to go on vacation with my sister again.

Oh, that bad? As soon as we landed,

she insisted that we try the mussels.

Ooh, don't tell me it was off a street cart.

It was off a street cart.

So we spent the whole week

in our itty-bitty hotel room

instead of sipping piña coladas on a beach.

Sounds like the vacay from hell.

Ooh!

But that looks like heaven in a box.

What do you think Parker got for us today?

Cherry Danish, cinnamon roll,

chur... Ah.

What is that?

That is Parker on a health kick,

courtesy of his new roommate.

TORRES: Yeah, moan all you like, McGee,

but your liver's gonna thank me.

Uh, back up.

Roommate? Since when?

Since my landlord discovered mold in my building last week.

So why didn't you just check into a hotel room?

'Cause Parker's couch is free.

Plus, he practically begged me to move in.

Apparently Parker's been wanting to get in better shape.

Oh, not just, uh, better shape.

Okay? He wants to get into, uh,

Torres shape. Okay.

Figured Nick here could teach him

a healthier lifestyle. Hmm.

Seems like y'all could use a little bit of that

big Torres energy.

So Torres gets a place to stay,

Parker gets fit as a fiddle,

and we get...

the underachiever of the citrus family.

Grab that grapefruit to go.

We got a missing petty officer.

Derek Bailey. At work Friday,

but didn't report to duty yesterday.

Last person who saw him?

Uh, his girlfriend, Tanya Ellsworth.

They were hiking the Shenandoah.

PARKER: That's where we're headed.

The girlfriend's gonna meet us

to retrace Bailey's last steps.

Three days without a word. She must be worried sick.

TANYA: I am going

to skin him alive

and feed him to the bears.

McGEE: So much for worried sick.

Yeah, are we sure she didn't kill him and bury him?

(indistinct radio transmissions)

This is it.

He put that blindfold on me, and then, poof, he was gone.

Why did you wait three days to call us?

After what happened last time,

I don't even know why I bothered to call. Last time?

He's done this before?

Disappeared in the middle of a proposal?

Yeah. Not once, but twice.

Gee, talk about a bad case of the cold feet.

Uh, how did you know he was going to propose?

I'm a woman, Agent Parker. We always know.

Look, tell me about last time.

He took me to Golden Medina.

That place has a six-month long wait list.

Bailey takes big swings.

And misses every time.

He excused himself to go to the bathroom,

and he never came back.

Guess who got stuck with the bill.

And you didn't dump him?

I was terrified that something had happened to him.

I called the cops, but they wouldn't do anything

before 72 hours.

Anyway, he came crawling back the next week,

tail between his legs.

He begged me to take him back.

Fool that I am, I did.

Well, we've all been there.

I told him point blank,

"If you can't stick around long enough

to put a ring on it, we're done."

Dirt's too packed. There are no footprints.

You know, there's a road about a mile north of here.

Bailey could have taken it. And gone where?

There's nothing for miles.

Well, except the Beltway Burgers that we passed on the way in.

Oh, you think Bailey might've stopped for a bite?

I think it's possible. Mm.

And what kind of agents would we be if we didn't check?

Well, we'd be hungry agents.

TORRES: Hey, yo, I got something.

Talk about a rom-com gone bad.

What does this thing say?

"Third time's a charm"?

Tanya said that Bailey

tried to propose twice before.

Oh, wow.

Two-hundred-dollar bottle of champagne.

Bailey may be a serial proposer,

but he's got good taste.

Yeah. He's not the only one.

Raccoons went crazy on this feast.

Bailey sure went to a lot of trouble

to set this up.

Too bad he bailed before he could seal the deal.

What if he didn't bail?

I mean, do we really think he disappeared

after he lit the candles.

TANYA: Yes.

Derek is kind and generous,

but he is terrified of commitment.

All of the champagne and romantic picnics in the world

wouldn't change the fact that he didn't even have

the one thing you actually need for a proposal.

A ring? He had one.

Oh, my God, that's...

At least a carat and a half.

Look at this.

KNIGHT: Princess cut. Flawless clarity.

Oh, my God, I can't believe he was actually

gonna propose this time.

So why didn't he?

Yes, I will update you as soon as I know more.

Thank you.

Trouble? That was Director Monroe

with the Naval Research Laboratory.

He wants to know

where we are with the investigation

into Bailey's disappearance.

We only got the case a few hours ago.

More than enough time to send the entire NRL

into a tailspin.

Petty Officer Bailey had access to blueprints

for their top secret stealth submersible.

The Azure?

Correct.

I heard through the grapevine that

they developed proprietary battery technology

to power it. Nanotech, right?

No, graphene. But there's no way to scale it up

to meet mass market demand.

So maybe that's what the top secret part is.

(clears throat)

Whatever it is, Bailey was in charge

of copying and distributing Azure's blueprints.

So his disappearance could mean that

the blueprints were compromised.

Yeah, and I'm guessing you two aren't the only ones

who'd be interested in getting a look.

Not by a long shot. And new battery tech

will allow the Azure to stay underwater longer

without recharging.

That means less chance of radar detection.

So greater chance for our enemies

to penetrate our defenses.

Well, then, you know what I'm gonna say.

Find Bailey, and fast.

Now, this is what I call lunch.

Double cheeseburger's the way to go.

McGee.

20 bucks for your burger.

What happened to the Torres diet?

It got hijacked.

Since I moved in with Parker it's, like, salads,

juices, 4:00 a.m. workouts

every single day.

Sounds like the Torres diet to me. It's not.

Parker's taken it too far.

I don't go around advertising it, but, uh...

...I have cheat days.

All that talk about self-discipline.

Just give me some fries. (grunts)

Why don't you just tell him you got cheat days?

I can't do that. why not?

Because, you know, the man looks up to me, man.

I-I can't disappoint him.

PARKER; Mm, man!

That extra shot of wheatgrass is gold.

Feel like a new man.

Totally.

You look like a new man, too, Parker.

Your skin is glowing, so whatever it is you're doing,

you just keep it up.

All right let's talk Bailey. Hit it.

Petty Officer Derek Bailey.

No family, and his parents died

in a car accident last year.

He has been a third class petty officer

for six years now.

That's a long time to go without a promotion.

Mm. Not for Bailey.

His C.O. said Bailey's a hard worker,

but he's refused any leadership roles.

PARKER: Well, how is Bailey able to afford

a $20,000 ring on a petty officer's salary?

We don't know yet. We're still waiting for

his bank to call us back.

I might have something here. Pulled cell tower data

from the park where Bailey went missing.

Not much traffic out there usually.

I'm sensing a "but" coming.

But, a large amount of data was transferred

right after Bailey disappeared,

and all in a single packet. What do you mean?

That means Kasie has work to do.

Oh, Kasie, yeah. You know what,

I'll-I'll go help her out.

Um, Torres?

Hey, I told you, McGee, I told you.

These are gonna give you a heart attack, man.

Somebody should look out for this man.

PARKER: Hey, he's a good friend.

You're lucky to have him.

Hey, Kasie, do you have any snacks?

Uh, hello to you, too.

This is a lab, not the cafeteria.

But you are just in time.

Come take a look at this.

What am I looking at?

The mold from your apartment.

TORRES: That thing has been living with me?

Uh, it's actually the other way around, Nick.

Mold has been on this planet a lot longer than we have.

Just look at the growth pattern,

the color variation.

Just spectacular.

It's not a work of art, Kasie.

No, it's actually even better.

It's also the artist.

Well, you can go ahead and tell Picasso

that I want my place back.

(computer chimes)

Ooh, that'll be the data packet McGee sent.

It's a video file.

That's Petty Officer Bailey.

But who else was in the woods with them?

A friend helping him film his proposal?

(shouting on video)

Or not.

Whoa.

(muffled shouting)

Oh, he didn't even see them coming.

Pros.

Must've been hired to kidnap Bailey.

Can you fast-forward?

License plate.

Yep. Running it now.

Yep, I take that back.

They're too sloppy to be pros.

(chiming) Oh, my gosh. No kidding.

What kind of criminal registers their vehicle

with an anti-theft device?

Can you track it?

Just did.

And texted you the address.

Thank you. Mm.

(vehicles approaching)

(tires screeching)

(muffled metal music playing)

KNIGHT: How many we think are inside?

At least three. Torres, you're with me.

McGEE: We'll take the front.

Ready? Go.

(metal music playing louder)

(metal music playing loudly) (banging on door)

PARKER: Federal agents!

(metal music playing loudly)

Bailey. We got you.

(music stops)

(muffled talking)

Wait, that's not Bailey.

Okay, okay, we're with NCIS. You're safe now.

No!

You've got the wrong room, dummies.

What?

Just put my hood back on

and we'll forget this happened.

What?

I paid for the femme package.

You two are clearly not that.

You're not even dressed right.

Yeah? How should we be dressed?

(footsteps approaching)

That's how you should be dressed.

PARKER: So, let me get this straight.

You own this place, Miss Meyer?

I do.

One of my employees called in sick,

so I had to fill in.

(man laughing and shouting in distance)

Uh, what exactly does Bold Ventures do?

We offer extreme adventures,

tailored to our clients' desires.

Like him? He's a client? Mm-hmm.

And you telling me that he paid you

to duct-tape him to a wall?

I don't judge my clients, Agent Parker.

Our mission is to give people a safe space

to explore fantasies or face their fears.

So what? So, if somebody's afraid of spiders,

you lock them up in a room with tarantulas?

Exactly. Think of it as radical therapy.

We're looking for Petty Officer Derek Bailey.

Is he a, uh...

client?

Oh, yes, he is.

Mr. Bailey bought the kidnapping experience.

It's our most popular one. TORRES: Right.

Need you to take us to him.

Of course.

Mr. Dawson, I'll take care of this little snafu

and I'll be right back.

(man yells in distance) (whip cracks)

He's just down here in the isolation chamber.

Sounds like prison.

It's more like a silent meditation retreat.

A chance to step away from daily distractions

and focus on yourself.

Ah. It looks like Mr. Bailey was picked up three days ago.

Why have yourself kidnapped

the same day you're going to propose?

Oh. Well, he didn't know when we'd grab him.

The surprise is what makes it fun.

Tell that to his girlfriend.

All right.

What's this? Your Texas Chain Saw Massacre experience?

Where's Bailey?

(gasps): Oh, my... Kyle?

Whoa, whoa.

(whimpers)

He's cold.

He's been dead a while.

Who is he?

Kyle Hunter. H-He works for me.

Wasn't Bailey in isolation?

We always do periodic check-ins with our clients.

Kyle...

he keeping an eye on Mr. Bailey.

I-I don't know where he could be.

Well, it wouldn't be the first time

that Bailey's disappeared.

No, but leaving behind a dead body?

That's new.

Cause of death was a laceration to the carotid.

A single deep cut, and he bled out.

Defensive wounds?

Uh, no, no.

He was likely caught off guard.

Possibly by Bailey himself.

Why would Bailey jump him?

Why would he have himself kidnapped?

None of this adds up.

McGee? Anything on the security cameras?

No, there are none.

No, apparently that's how they ensure client privacy.

Little miss dominatrix is going to regret that decision.

WOMAN: Can you tell him

to take off the nose, please?

No. The whole point is for her to confront her fears.

I can't answer any questions

if I'm looking at that.

Take off the nose, my dude.

(sighs)

Happy? Mm-hmm.

Okay, so what did you hear

coming out of the iso chamber last night?

Sriracha.

Someone kept screaming that

all night long.

Sriracha.

Mm-hmm. As in the hot sauce?

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. Yeah, but I didn't think much of it.

People yell stuff in here all the time.

There's some real weirdos.

You don't say.

Trust is essential in my business.

No one is supposed to get hurt.

"Safe space" doesn't exactly roll off the tongue now.

I don't understand how this happened.

Nothing in Mr. Bailey's file suggested he was dangerous.

What file? The client portfolio.

We do an extensive, 20-page psychological questionnaire

to make sure someone is ready for our experience.

Yeah, it takes more than a questionnaire

to tell if somebody is homicidal.

We also follow our clients to surveil them

the week before their experience.

You know, learn their routines.

Find the best time to kidnap them?

Believe me, Agent Parker, if Bailey were unstable,

I would've caught it.

We're gonna need everything you have on him.

Yo. These people are cuckoo-cuckoo.

Dude, did you see the room with all the gnomes?

Yes.

Gnomophobia is a very real fear, Tim.

I think it's fascinating they use immersion therapy here.

KNIGHT: Spoke to the sales staff.

Turns out Bailey originally bought

the 12-hour catch-and-release package.

What is he, a trout?

What do you mean originally? He changed his mind?

Yeah, he called back last week

to upgrade to the three-day isolation.

Three days in isolation?

That's like enough time to make even Jimmy go snap.

What's that supposed to mean?

He just means that you're the most stable one here

So we think that Bailey snapped,

killed Kyle and ran?

PARKER: Maybe. Maybe not.

But the more we find out about Petty Officer Bailey,

the more it feels like we're just scratching the surface.

Sounds like we need to have another talk

with the person who knows him best.

Why on earth would Derek pay to have himself kidnapped?

Actually, we were hoping that you might have a guess.

Clearly, I don't know him as well as I thought I did.

I mean, yeah, he has a problem with commitment,

but this is like on another level.

Tanya, we need to get a better sense of who Bailey is.

What he's capable of.

What is that supposed to mean?

We found this man in the same room that Bailey was being held.

He was murdered.

Oh my God. You think Derek killed him?

No. No, no, no. Y-You're wrong.

You just admitted that you don't know him

as well as you thought.

Yeah, but I mean, I think I would know

if I was dating some crazy killer.

I certainly wouldn't be having a baby with one.

How far along are you?

12 weeks.

I'm supposed to have my first ultrasound on Tuesday.

Derek promised he would be there with me.

What do you know about your boyfriend's work?

Not much.

He didn't really talk about it.

So he never mentioned something called the Azure submersible?

All Derek cared about was the baby.

He was already picking out names.

He swore that he would take care of us.

And I believe him.

You saw the ring.

He was actually going to propose this time.

Look, I don't know what

this fake kidnapping business is about,

but I am telling you,

there's no way that Derek hurt this man.

JIMMY: She's right.

I don't think Bailey killed Kyle Hunter.

The angle of this stab wound

puts the killer at over six feet tall.

Bailey is only five-seven.

He would've had to stand on a chair

to inflict a wound with such force.

If Bailey didn't kill Hunter, who did?

I don't know.

I know you don't, Jimmy.

That was a rhetorical question.

Oh.

Hey, Jimmy? Yeah.

Why do you have this? Oh. (laughs)

I was curious. You know, their kidnapping package

only costs $500.

Only? They could pay me twice that and I still wouldn't do it.

Right. But, here, P, you got to see this.

Uh, they actually have a couple's bounty hunting experience.

Huh? That's two for the price of one.

What do you think? Think Jess would go for it?

Seriously?

Well, why not?

I mean, people pay to get themselves

locked in escape rooms, jump out of airplanes.

You know? This isn't much of a stretch.

I never would've pegged you for a thrill-seeker, Jimmy.

Hey, stable doesn't mean boring.

I wish Bailey were either of those things.

We might have a better idea where he is.

KASIE: I may not know where he is,

but I can tell you how he left the crime scene.

This syringe contains trace elements

of propofol, a common sedative.

But Kyle Hunter's tox screen was clean.

That's because Bailey was the one sedated.

I found his blood residue on the needle.

Then there was a third person in that room.

A six-foot person who killed Kyle and drugged Bailey?

And probably dragged him out of there.

You're telling me Bailey was kidnapped

from his fake kidnapping?

You said it, not me.

All right, special treat from Parker.

He calls it "team spirit."

(slurping) Mmm. That's actually pretty refreshing.

Yeah, try having it every meal.

If you hate it this much, why don't you just tell Parker?

Oh, I can't break his spirit, man.

Just another day or two before I move back to my place.

The truth shall set you free, Nick.

Just talk to Parker.

Talk to me about what?

(slurping)

Listen, Parker.

I think it's great you've been focusing

on your health, you know. I mean, Yeah.

we've been going pretty hardcore.

Uh-oh. Okay, I know where this is going.

You do? Yeah.

You think I can't handle it.

You saw me slow down during our morning run.

I was just catching my breath, man.

I promise you, Nick, I am all in.

Well, that's good to hear.

TORRES: I had to, you know, make sure

that you were not giving up. No way, no way.

Hey, Knight?

Hmm? Update, please?

Mm-hmm. (chuckles)

We reviewed the files for Bold Ventures,

and it turns out they're actually

pretty great at surveillance.

They followed Bailey's every move

for a week, right down to his bathroom breaks.

Yeah, this guy's like clockwork.

Leaves every morning at 7:10.

At work by 8:00.

Has the same tuna sandwich every day for lunch.

Extra pickles.

Yeah, well, Torres's diet isn't for everyone, right?

(chuckles) Right, exactly.

No, it isn't.

No, Bailey, uh, broke routine once

to have a secret meeting.

And you'll never guess who with.

Isn't that Ron Davenport, the billionaire?

Guy's a parasite. He poaches top minds

of tech giants, funds their new ventures.

But his business dealings are, uh,

well, not so kosher always.

Why would a billionaire meet with Petty Officer Bailey?

I can think of 20,000 reasons.

KNIGHT: After he met with him,

Bailey deposited 20 grand

into his checking.

20 Gs in exchange for what?

Top-secret blueprints maybe? Maybe. Check this out.

Looks like Davenport's next investment is

in graphene battery technology.

So he's after the Azure blueprints.

All right, let's go see the parasite.

MAN (over radio): Standing by.

We have visual on visitors at the gate.

Can I help you?

KNIGHT: We'd like to speak to Ron Davenport.

You have an appointment?

Here's our appointment. NCIS.

I'm sorry, but Mr. Davenport... PARKER: I would suggest

you don't finish that sentence.

DAVENPORT: Let them in, Troy. (buzzing)

I saw you on the security cameras.

What can I do for you? PARKER: Mr. Davenport,

you met with Petty Officer Derek Bailey last Thursday.

I wasn't aware that was a crime.

No, but paying him to steal proprietary Navy technology is.

What are you talking about?

Bailey walks away from your meeting 20K richer.

Then he gets kidnapped a few days later.

Are you gonna deny that you were involved?

No.

Because I am involved.

But you clearly don't have the whole picture.

Well, paint it for us then.

I didn't kidnap Derek.

I'm trying to save him.

Out of the goodness of your heart?

No.

Because Derek's my son.

I received a text from the kidnapper three days ago.

Saying he had my son.

Why didn't you go to the police?

Because the kidnapper said he'd kill Derek if I did.

So... I hired private investigators.

A lot of good that did me.

All they could tell me was that the texts

came from a burner phone.

Untraceable. Mr. Davenport, let's take it from the top.

As far as we know,

Bailey's parents died in an accident last year.

Lucy, Derek's mother...

we had a relationship many years ago.

Barely lasted a few weeks.

She never told me she was pregnant,

and she married another man.

How'd you find out Bailey was your son?

Derek told me.

Um, he found Lucy's diary

after she died, reached out to me.

We did a DNA test, and it confirmed

I am his biological father.

Well, that must've come as a shock.

"A shock"?

Sure.

But really it was a miracle to learn I had a son.

(sighs) Of course, I'd missed most of Derek's life.

All I can do now is make up for lost time

without the, without the media breathing down our necks.

So that's why you were meeting in secret out of the public eye?

Yeah. You were right.

I gave Derek money.

But it wasn't for secret Navy tech.

He wanted to get married.

It was for an engagement ring?

I was trying to be a good father.

Like I said, finding, finding Derek was a miracle.

I...

I've always been alone, and now I have a family.

A growing one at that.

What?

Derek and Tanya are expecting a baby.

I didn't know.

How did the kidnappers know

that Petty Officer Bailey was your son?

(stammers) I have no idea.

We-We agreed to keep things between ourselves.

I, I didn't want the media getting wind of it.

And you mentioned that the kidnappers sent you texts.

How many?

Two, two. The-the first one

was a demand for $3 million.

That's pocket change for you, huh?

I don't keep that kind of money liquid.

I've been gathering it since the ransom came in.

And the second text?

This came this morning.

Set it up now.

The money is ready.

You don't want to pay them.

If it's gonna end this nightmare, yes I do.

There is a reason why your P.I.'s haven't been

able to track down the kidnapper.

Look at the IBAN number. The kidnapper sent you

an offshore account to transfer the money to.

It's a Caribbean bank, yes.

Because they're not required to disclose any information

to the U.S. federal agencies.

The only leverage you have right now is the ransom.

The moment you give up the money,

there's no reason to keep your son alive.

So what do you want me to do?

Give us time to track them down.

It's the best chance you have of getting your son back safe.

Four hours.

That's what you've got, and then I pay the ransom.

Well, good thing we work well under pressure.

Four hours isn't much.

All right, according to Davenport,

only four people know that he's Bailey's father.

His business partners and his lawyer.

All people that he trusts with his life.

And all the alibis checked out.

Three of them went to Mexico for business.

And the last one...

well, the last was getting a colonoscopy.

Mm, good times.

Davenport's sure that Bailey

didn't tell anyone?

No, he didn't even tell Tanya.

I just had the pleasure of breaking it to her myself.

Bet she wasn't thrilled to learn that Bailey

was hiding another secret from her.

That's putting it mildly. Her head is spinning.

Probably wants to make sure Tanya loves him for him

and not the money that he's gonna inherit.

What about Bold Ventures?

Did they know about Daddy Warbucks?

Meyer's crew followed Bailey for the whole week.

They even recorded his meeting with Davenport.

Or someone could've figured out that, uh,

he was Davenport's son.

Turning a fake kidnapping into a real one?

Timing works out.

Ransom demand didn't come in until after Bailey

was taken to Bold Ventures.

I think it's time that we pay Meyer

and her crew another visit.

(phone chimes) Kasie's got an update.

All right, let's divide and conquer. McGee?

Oh. What is happening here?

TORRES: Her new obsession.

Mold. Please tell me this is not the update

you called us about. No.

I didn't call about the mold.

I called about...

"sriracha."

TORRES: Oh, right, the word

that the clown lady heard from Bailey's room?

So why was he yelling "sriracha"?

Because it was his safe word.

Turns out every client chooses one

when they sign up for the experience.

If they use it, it's a clear sign to end the whole thing.

And it didn't work.

Because someone logged into the system

and changed his safe word.

They didn't want Bailey getting out of there.

Who?

Mickey Steele. TORRES: You got to be kidding me.

That's the clown I interviewed. KNIGHT: Oh, and look at that.

He's six-two.

Fits Jimmy's description of the killer.

KASIE: He's got a juvie rap sheet for shoplifting.

But no recent criminal history.

Maybe he got better at hiding his sticky fingers.

Oh, he's good at hiding.

His phone has been off for days.

I haven't been able to track him.

Mickey, call me when you get this.

He should've been here today.

What's this about?

We think that Mickey Steele targeted Bailey,

demanding ransom from his family.

Oh, God.

This is going to ruin my business.

And Kyle-- Mickey killed him?

We can't be sure, but it's likely.

Um...

Okay, um, what can I do to help?

Tell us about Mickey Steele.

I hired him a month ago.

Smart, resourceful guy.

A bit of a prickly personality, but he kept to himself.

I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that you, uh,

did a thorough background check on him?

Oh, yes. I have his file right here.

What is that?

Our latest adventure.

"Buried Alive."

We'll start accepting bookings next month,

if we're still in business.

That stained glass.

Why does that look so familiar?

The ransom photo.

Where's that mausoleum?

Yeah.

I got you. Go.

Well, they were here.

Steele knows we're on to him.

He moved Bailey again.

(phone ringing)

Parker. TANYA (whispering): Hello, Agent Parker?

Someone is here

in my house. Tanya?

(thudding over phone) TANYA: No, stop!

Stop! Get off! Tanya, stay on the line.

Parker. (Tanya yelling)

Tanya, can you hear me?!

(Tanya screams)

Well, it looks like Steele broke in,

grabbed Tanya in the bedroom, and dragged her out here.

Well, she definitely didn't go willingly.

Sounded like she put up a hell of a fight on the phone.

Pretty ballsy to take her in broad daylight.

Okay, so Steele targets Bailey

for his dad's money, asks for the three mil.

Then what?

Probably figured he'd get rich,

then disappear just as quick.

Except Davenport took a while to get the money together,

so it explains why Steele had to move Bailey.

So why take Tanya? That's a big risk.

Well, it a smart risk if he knows that Tanya's

carrying Davenport's grandchild.

Well, maybe he thought that that would make Davenport

finally pay the ransom.

We need to find Steele before Davenport

takes matters into his own hands.

Mickey Steele has an elderly mother

who lives in Florida.

No other family. How about friends?

The guy was a loner. Credit cards were a bust, too.

He knows how to cover his tracks.

I reviewed all the surveillance that Steele had on Bailey.

Turns out that he had eyes on Tanya, too.

(phone chiming) Explains how he knew where to find her.

Taking Tanya could've been his backup plan all along.

Kasie says forensics came back on the blood in the apartment.

It's Tanya's. We've got a problem.

I can't get Davenport on the phone.

TORRES: That's not your problem.

Fire-breathing father incoming.

You told me you would find my son.

Now the bastard's calling to say that he has Tanya, too.

She's carrying my grandchild, damn it.

Steele's getting desperate.

He threatened to kill them. PARKER: Look.

He needs them alive to get you to pay.

That's why he took Tanya.

To persuade you to move things along.

And it worked.

You paid the ransom, didn't you?

He hasn't told you where they are.

And he's never going to.

Can you find them? Please.

Parker.

I've been keeping tabs on Steele's phone. And?

It just powered on.

Only for a few seconds, before turning off again.

Steele's not an idiot.

Why would he risk turning on his phone?

I don't know, but it's all I needed

to track him down.

Where is he?

(tires screeching)

(Tanya screaming) MICKEY: Come here!

(both shouting indistinctly)

(Tanya screams)

PARKER: NCIS! TANYA: Stop, stop!

TANYA: Please get off of me!

Get...! (grunting)

(gunshot) (Tanya screams)

Oh, get him off of me, please! Get him off of me!

(gasping)

(panting)

PARKER: It's all right, it's all right.

You're okay, you're okay.

PARKER: Just breathe.

KNIGHT: Go.

(gasping)

Okay, just slow down.

He tried to kill me.

He's alive.

Breathe, just breathe, okay?

TORRES: Hey, we found Bailey.

Derek?

Oh, my God.

(sirens approaching)

Hi.

You're okay.

I'm right here with you, babe.

Uh, Tanya, we're gonna need you to stay behind

so we can get your statement.

It's fine. I'll see you soon, okay?

PARKER: Right over here.

TANYA: Oh, God.

KNIGHT: We'll have you back with Petty Officer Bailey

in no time. TANYA: This is all my fault.

I know him.

You know your kidnapper?

We dated a couple years back.

Only for a few months,

but he was so controlling.

I ended it.

I told him to stay away from me.

I guess he didn't get the message.

He-he broke into my house.

That's when I called you.

He said that he had taken Derek

and that he was gonna get millions from Derek's father.

What did you do?

I-I fought like hell.

I screamed for help, but...

...it only made him angry.

He threw me in his trunk.

And then, and then he took me here.

Once Mickey got the ransom money,

he said he didn't need Derek anymore.

So he pulled out his gun, and I didn't have a choice.

I just, I lunged at him and then,

and then, we were fighting, and then I...

It's okay, it's okay. You did what you had to do.

(sobbing)

(whispering indistinctly)

Excuse me a minute.

Steele's phone turned on earlier.

That was you, wasn't it?

My only option was to let him believe

that I wanted his happily ever after.

So I...

I played nice, and I got my hands on his phone.

But it was only for a minute.

That's all we needed to find you.

So you did good, Tanya.

Uh, can you take Miss Ellsworth to the hospital, please?

Thank you, Agent Parker.

AGENT: Ma'am.

Parker!

Thanks. Okay.

Steele's car.

You're gonna want to see this.

Don't tell me you found the ransom money?

Uh, not exactly.

TANYA (chuckles): Please, promise me

no more surprises this time. No.

No. No blindfolds, no romantic picnics.

Okay. None of that. Just, uh...

Just... the three of us.

Just the three of us.

And...

(chuckles) ...this.

Oh, my God.

I can't believe this is actually happening.

Tanya... Mm-hmm.

...there's something I've been dying to ask you.

Well, go ahead.

What did you do with my father's money?

What?

What are you talking about?

I know that it was you behind everything. What?

Th-the kidnapping, the ransom.

No... Tanya!

I-I heard you and Steele talking

back at the house. I heard you.

But you... you didn't say anything.

Because I love you!

Even after all of this, I still love you.

And I thought, I thought I could forget everything...

You can. You can, Derek, please.

Because I still love you, too.

Then why would you do this?

I did this for us. I-I did this for you.

I don't believe you!

I don't believe you because you and Steele planned

this entire thing to use me. No. No, no, no, no, no.

Steele was just a nobody. He was just somebody

that the cops would believe was guilty.

Okay, I needed him, so I only let him think

that I love him, but I didn't.

Don't worry, baby.

He'll wire the money.

(kisses)

He almost killed you.

No, he didn't.

(tires screeching)

Hey. (grunts)

(both grunting)

Derek, please, it's always been you.

Why didn't you tell me any of this?

Because the less you knew, the better.

And, and now we can do whatever we want to do.

We can go wherever we want to go.

Just the three of us.

Except there is no three.

What?

'Cause you were never pregnant.

Why would you say that?

PARKER: 'Cause it's true.

McGEE: The blood at your apartment was a nice touch.

The lab results gave you away.

Derek, what did you do?

Steele's trunk.

The one you claimed he threw you in?

Wasn't big enough for a spare tire,

let alone you. TORRES: Once we realized

you were lying about that,

made us wonder what else were you lying about.

You set me up.

You never heard me talking to Steele, did you?

It's a small lie compared to the ones you've told.

McGEE: Come on.

Derek. Derek, please don't do this.

It-it wasn't all a lie.

I-I love you.

(sighs)

I was really gonna propose this time.

Well, guess there was a reason you didn't.

I thought I'd be a good father.

I'm sure you will be one day.

I just don't know how I'm gonna face my father

after she stole his money.

What do I even say to him?

I'm not sure you have to say anything.

Hey.

Thank you.

KASIE: The verdict's in, Nick.

Your apartment has Stachybotrys chartarum.

Otherwise known as black mold.

KNIGHT: That's bad.

You should get your lungs checked. Oh, uh...

No, it's okay.

Nick wasn't exposed to it

long enough for it to affect his health.

Yeah. That's the good news.

What's the bad news?

Uh, it's gonna be a couple more weeks

before you can move back in.

What?

Sorry.

You made a mistake, right? I mean,

the landlord said it would be no more than a week.

(chuckles) I double-checked my results.

Sorry. McGEE: Sounds like you're

still crashing with Parker here.

Mmm, more of those fresh mint juices.

Hey, Parker. Listen, man.

We got to have a talk.

Yeah, we do, um... (sputters)

I can't do it anymore, Nick. I'm sorry.

I tried your lifestyle, but I'm just,

I'm miserable.

All those wacky juices

and workouts-- it's insane, man.

It's inhuman.

Plus, I miss my breakfast pastries, okay?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I do, too. Yeah.

Yeah. I mean, I should've been honest with you,

but I didn't want to let you down, so...

I ju-- but I got to tell you,

you, you have one hell of a discipline, pal.

This man never cheated.

Not once.

(sputters)

The truth is, uh,

we're not all built the same. (chuckles)

Hey, you did your best.

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