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It was only because she could sense people there that Max and Itachi went to NCIS on the Saturday they got to D.C.. Ziva and McGee seemed to be lying to each other about why they were there. What confused and worried Max was when Ziva admitted to being worried about DiNozzo. She figured now was the best time to make their presence known.

"What's wrong with my brother?" Max hid her grin as both agents practically jumped out of their skins. And they thought only Gibbs could sneak up on them.

"We haven't seen him since yesterday and we can't get hold of him."

"That sounds familiar," Itachi drawled. "Must be a family trait."

"Where have you been anyway? Tony tried to get hold of you several times," Ziva asked narrowing her eyes at Max.

"My work takes me off the grid sometimes," was Max's offered explanation. They didn't need to know details and they didn't have the clearance to know the vaguer points.

"What exactly do you do?" McGee asked, Max suspected he had looked into her background, she did wonder what he had found but wasn't too worried about that.

"Classified, most of the time anyway. I think we're getting a bit off topic here. My brother being missing…"

"We better find him then," Gibbs said shocking every one, no one had noticed him turn up, even the two shinobi but they both hid it well.

"What a brilliant idea, why didn't I think of that?" Max exclaimed sarcastically, slapping her forehead, gaining weird looks from the team. "What?"

"It is sometimes scary how similar to Tony you are," Ziva explained.

"Thanks." Max wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.

"What are you doing here?" Director Sheppard asked as she approached the team. She didn't sound too pleased but Max didn't care, she was used to annoying authority figures.

"I was planning on visiting my brother but you sent him on a little mission which may be compromised."

"How do you know about that?" Max just smirked, she wasn't going to tell. The director turned to the rest of the team. "McGee, get a location of this cell."

Max didn't realise she'd zoned out until she found herself walking to the Multiple Threat Assessment Centre with the others. It looked like a miniature cinema complete with tiered rows of cushioned chairs and huge screen. McGee immediately sat at on of the consoles to the left and started tapping away, bringing up some traffic cameras searching for Tony's car.

It was a relief when they found it, following the car to see where it was going, holding on to that strand of hope that he was ok and his cover was fine.

Until the car exploded on screen.

The silence was deafening, for a second it was like everything had just stopped as the events processed through their minds.

"That better not have just happened," Max growled, glaring at the screen until Itachi thought she might set it on fire and drew her into a hug. Max shrugged it off forcefully and stormed towards the door. "He is not dead," she said before leaving.

Everyone turned to Itachi, expecting him to follow her.

"I trust her not to do anything stupid. Too stupid anyway."

"We should go and investigate the bombing, gear up." Gibbs ordered, he then turned to Itachi who wasn't certain what he should be doing. "Go help Abby." Itachi shrugged, he wasn't an investigator so probably wouldn't be much help and Abby was a nice girl even if she was a bit inquisitive.

At the burnt out wreckage of the car the team weren't so surprised at seeing Max there as they waved their ID around to get past the police. What was slightly unnerving was the smile on her face as she poked through the remains, wearing gloves of course.

"What have you found?" Gibbs asked as the rest of the team, almost reluctantly, got on with their jobs.

"He's not dead, this isn't him." Max said the relief and joy evident in her voice, a bit more unnerving for the team, from what they had seen of her she kept her emotions at bay. The others couldn't help taking a closer look at the body.

"How do you know?" It was too late to ask Max that, she'd already disappeared leaving the team to process the scene, a bit of hope in their hearts that Max was right and Tony wasn't the identity of the corpse.

The hope faded when they found Tony's ID and gun under the drivers seat. It was with heavy hearts they finished processing the car.

Even finding Max and Itachi playing some form of tennis, using a scrunched up piece of paper and a note pad each, across the bull pen barely lightened the mood.

"Will you stop doing that?" Ziva snapped as they continued even as the rest of the team tried to work. McGee was watching the explosion on repeat as if the next time he saw it he would see something different.

Max slammed the paper ball across the room at Itachi before tossing the pad of paper onto a desk. She turned to face Ziva and held up her hand, taking down a finger and a silent countdown, as she put down the last finger the lift dinged.

"It's not Tony!" Ducky called joyfully waving around a piece of paper.

"You see! I've been trying to tell you that for ages," Max grumbled.

"How can you tell?" McGee asked.

"Tony almost died from the plague and it severely scarred his lungs, the body I've got down in autopsy hasn't."

"Tony had the plague?" Max yelped.

"If you'd stuck around you may have found that out earlier," Gibbs said, entering in his usual way, swiftly and with coffee in hand, less usually followed by the director who had the same serious expression.

"So who is in autopsy?" Ziva asked.

"And more importantly where's DiNozzo."

"That's something I'd like to also know," a newcomer asked. It was getting a bit cramped in the bull pen with so many adults, so Max dragged Itachi off to get a drink. They managed to return just as the newcomer stormed off.

The lift doors opened to reveal a grinning Tony.

"Hey, my car blew up this morning. Did you do that?" Tony asked, the newcomer reacted violently, shoving Tony up against the lift.

"Where is La Grenouille?" the man demanded. Tony looked at his team and lightly coughed. The man looked to find multiple guns pointed at his face, his eyes naturally focussing on the slightly bigger and shiny one Max was holding. The man let Tony go, reluctantly. The team lowered their guns, also reluctantly.

"Happy frog-hunting! You might want to take the stairs. I had a little upset tummy this morning. Phew!" The lift doors closed, and Tony turned to the team and grins, "What, no balloons?"

"Do you normally get balloons when you turn up after being thought of as dead? I normally get bitched at when I turn up. Or punched." Max mused, rubbing her jaw a bit, she occasionally got phantom pains from Haku's punch.

The second Tony stepped out of the Director's office he found himself being dragged off by Max. She seemed to be way to happy and the fact Jenny had emerged as they reached the bottom of the stairs, looking slightly annoyed, more than from his debriefing. It made him wonder just what she had done.

"I'm borrowing you for about a week and a half, she's probably just seen the thing on her desk saying she can't do anything about it," Max sniggered. "And don't worry, it's not coming out of your vacation time." She looked at her arm. "We should get to the airport with a few hours to spare." She continued to drag him along Itachi falling into step as they passed the bull pen. "See you guys in a week or so."

"Where are we going?"

"England."

Despite it being early July, England was cold and damp. That was about normal and Max couldn't help but smile at the familiarity. She hadn't told her brother why they were here, opting to keep it a surprise for the moment. It actually had come at an ideal time, trying to keep Tony from moping about his now ex-girlfriend.

Since Max didn't actually have anything to do towards her latest assignment till Thursday the three of them spent their time looking around London and some of the places nearby. Wednesday night they found themselves at a nice small country pub and Max decided to finally let them know while they waited for their food.

"This weekend is the British Formula 1 Grand Prix at Silverstone. MI something have heard some chatter about it through various channels and it's worrying them especially as one of the royal family will be in attendance as well as other high status people. They can't call off the event, that would be like cancelling the Super Bowl. Instead they've asked a couple of agents from a few places to be there, they also asked I be there. I'm going to be there tomorrow for the briefing and I'll be there for most of the time until Sunday evening."

"So why am I here?" Tony asked, he'd figured out why Itachi was here.

"I thought you might want to come. Fast cars and hot pit babes." Tony had to admit he liked the sound of that. "I don't expect either of you to do any work this weekend if you don't want to. Just enjoy it and stay out of trouble."

Max wondered if she would regret letting them spend time together without her, she could only imagine some of the stories Itachi could tell. All he had to do was keep out anything classified and he had some very interesting stories.

That reminded her, she wanted to get Tony a higher clearance so she could show him her home. For some reasons she held more siblingly affection for him than she had any of her other dimension siblings. Though she had found out they weren't actually related to her, maybe she had subconsciously known.

It was with great difficulty Max dragged her self out of bed at he crack of dawn the next day. She was tired, felt mildly hungover and wanted nothing more than to get back into bed and snuggle up to Itachi's sexy body. Instead she had to get ready for the briefing, she wasn't turning up as she was now. As she showered she tried to remember just how much she had drunk last night. She hadn't had a hangover like this since Hogwarts and she had done a lot of drinking at Hogwarts, not much since though.

Eventually she finished up her daily morning rituals and sniggered at Itachi's sleeping form, he had tried to keep up with her drinking last night but didn't have the tolerance and would end up with a bigger hangover, she'd left some painkillers and a glass of water by the bed for when he woke up. She kissed his forehead before slipping out of the room, she had a bit more time than she'd thought so she had a cup of coffee to help wake up.

Silverstone was only a small village, an unusual home for a racetrack but as such it was only a short walk to the track from the guest home they were staying at. The agents were congregating in one of the conference rooms that overlooked the circuit and pit lane. A few of them were already there and glanced at her as she sauntered in, they knew she was there for the same reason as they were or she would never have been allowed into the room.

She took a seat next to Alex Rider, he had been the one who had asked for her help. It was probably back in Australia she'd last seen him. With him were K-Unit who vaguely remembered her from ages ago but seemed ok with her joining in their conversation.

Another familiar face rushed in just before the briefing was about to start. Max suppressed a groan, if Chloe was here, there was a good chance some Cherubs were too.

"My name is Elston Harkin, MI-6, I will be commanding this operation." The man sitting at the front facing them all began. He had that upper class London accent that was music to Max's ears. It made all other accents sound crude and rough and Max couldn't help imagining him with a top hat and a monocle.

The plan for security was simple enough from what Max heard when she finally decided to pay attention, the place was divided into sectors, each group of people, a mix of agents and military, would be assigned two adjacent sectors in an overlapping fashion so there were two groups per sector at any given point. Every hour they would rotate by a sector. This meant they would still have one of the sectors they had previously been assigned to plus a new one every hour.

There was an exception, Chloe and her 'agents' were going to be observing from some of the grandstands and being general spectators.

All of them were given all-access passes with photo ID and a special watermark that would fluoresce under UV light, it marked them as special security to who ever need to know. They would all be given radios when they started their shift.

Once the briefing was over most of them filed out to familiarize themselves with the grounds. Alex and Max were asked to stay by Agent Harkin who had been taking the briefing. They weren't that surprised, they had yet to be assigned jobs.

"Agent Rider, Rho, it's a pleasure to have you both on my team. The reports of your work make excellent reading, or at least the ones that aren't buried under a mountain of red tape. I guess you would like to know what you will be doing this weekend?"

"Actually-" Max started to say but Alex put a hand over her mouth before she could say whatever sarcastic remark she'd planned.

"I've marked you down as free agents, though I'd like you two to focus on keeping an eye on some of the high profile people." Both of them nodded, it wasn't a bad assignment, a bit challenging with the amount of people that would be in attendance but it was doable. Max did consider using shadow clones to assist but all it would take was an elbow in the wrong place for it to disappear and create a scene.

"Does anyone know about us? The extra security I mean," Alex asked, it was always a bit of a problem when they people you were protecting didn't know it and tried to get rid of you.

"The teams have all been made aware and when the guests arrive they will be informed."

"We should probably let them get used to our presence or it could upset the team dynamics when it matters."

"Then you two are dismissed." Max cracked a bit of a smile as she left the room with Alex, it had taken a bit of restraint not to exit via the window like she would at home, she was going to enjoy this assignment.

I had actually planned this chapter and the next out in my head before the British Grand Prix but it was difficult to write and so its just before the German one I post this.

Do any of you guys, my amazing readers, watch the F1? (Or even know what it is)

For anyone who cares I have a way around the whole 'no real people in fanfiction' thing, you'll see next chapter (if you still are reading this, I hope you will)

Anyway, reviews are loved like a good cup of tea. Something that gets me through each day.