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Tony DiNozzo was bored. He was sitting at the bar drinking alone. He and his girlfriend had a huge fight about something he couldn't remember due to his throbbing headache. Which he got when Jeanne threw her hair dryer at him which left quite an ugly bump.

He decided to let her cool off and went to a bar hoping to see someone he knew. He wasn't expecting anyone so wasn't surprised to just see a bunch of strangers.

He ordered a beer and stretched a little on his bar stool thinking about life. Why did he ask Jeanne to move in with him when it was so obvious he wasn't ready? Maybe if he hadn't rushed things so quickly he wouldn't have a golf ball sized bump on his head. He touched it and winced. He sat there thinking what Kate would say if she were still alive.

Oh hell, why bother wondering what she would say when he knew that he wouldn't be with Jeanne if she were still around. He had been in love with Kate she was perfect for him.

He laughed as he thought about his food fight with Kate after McGee's first case alone. We were a good pair Tony thought and admitted McGee was the icing on the perfect cake. He hoped McGee knew how he really felt. He admired him for being so strong and yet so compassionate.

He never forgot the day he met Tim and thought he would never hit it off with Abby. Damn was he ever wrong, and now in a few weeks the two would be married.

What really shocked him was that Abby said yes. Of course it didn't hurt that the poor guy was unconscious for three days after he was blown out a second story window by a bomb Nick Rogers their culprit planted to get rid of all the evidence.

Of course the team wasn't stupid and still managed to catch him thanks to McGee's stubbornness. Three days later he wakes up and instead of trying to rest and recuperate he leaves the hospital without being released and heads to work where he figures out where the kid went.

Tony of course catches Nick and handcuffs him but McGee was still the hero in a sling with a bandage headband. The probie said he had a dream about a bank robbery and drug smuggling ring and so hacks into the FBI files like his genius computer skills taught him and finds him.

Big freaking deal Tony thought and sighed. He was the senior agent but that didn't matter because he wasn't a genius. So now Tony was bored and depressed.

Sure, the team was closer to bringing down a murderer who was head of a drug ring that became a cold case six years ago thanks to the computer geek. Big deal he thought as he drank from the beer bottle.

He had his big findings sometimes and no one made a big deal Tony sighed feeling unloved. No one had even made that big a deal when he decided to heroically come in to work after almost dying from the plague. His brave actions save the probie and Kate from being blown up and possible corpses on Ducky's table.

But McGee leaves a hospital after a twenty foot drop and gets pats on back. How was that fair he thought and now really wished he hadn't blown it with Jeanne.

It would have been okay but he had to go and open his big mouth. He took the new bag of ice from the bartender and held it to his head wincing slightly.

He walked into Jeanne's apartment and was about to tell her about his day but she interrupts telling him about a cute little house she found on the internet and wanted to go look at it right away.

Now the smart thing would have been to go along with it but his head was in a fog and he told her to screw it. She reminded him that moving in together was his idea but he wasn't listening and told her to forget the whole moving in together idea.

She stormed into the bathroom and he relaxed thinking it was over. He turned as he heard her stomp toward him again and that was when the hair dryer smacked him in the forehead. She glared icy daggers at him as he fell to his knees holding his head in pain, turned and walked into her bedroom slamming the door. He quickly left grabbing some ice from the freezer.

So now he was a loser at work and a big creep to his girlfriend could life get any worse? Unfortunately the answer was yes and he heard the click of a gun behind him.

He turned to stare at a man with piercing angry green eyes. He was standing there polishing his gun and staring at Tony. "Hello, may I help you?" Tony asked not sure if the man was planning to shoot him.

"Yes, you may help by coming with me" the man sneered. Before Tony could respond or even react the man chloroformed him and Tony slumped into his arms.

The man paid for Tony's drinks. "I'm sorry my friend here is tired and fell asleep so I'll pay his tab" he said to the bartender who just nodded.

He then scooped up Tony in his arms. He turned to his partner who had sat down next to Tony and was drinking a beer.

"Let's go to NCIS David and talk to my son Tim about your brother Nick" said Thomas McGee as he lifted up Tony's prone body.

Tony moaned but didn't wake up as he was carried out of the bar. "Now Mr. DiNozzo you should be very proud to help out a fellow man with power" Thomas said.

"Thomas, you are truly evil now let's help Nick and then get our money" David said with a greedy look.

"Now Mr. Rogers, calm down we will all be rich soon enough with our little hostage here who works with my son" Said Thomas. David laughed as he tied up Tony with some rope in the trunk of the car and then threw him in the back and drove off.

On the way they picked up Michael DiNozzo who was waiting near a gas station since his car broke down and he had to be towed there.

They stole Tony's wallet and showed it to the guard who just nodded. David then took the car with their prisoner.

"Don't forget you two what's at stake if you squeal he dies" He said and drove off. Thomas and Michael glanced at each other hoping that both of their son's team was strong enough to take down The King as the head drug boss called himself.

His real name was Damien Rogers and he had power. The two men sighed knowing it would take a miracle to bring him down.