A group of teenagers in military uniforms is being marched in circles around a drill hall by a girl who looks like a young fifteen, another girl who looks a lot alike but is clearly higher rank is standing by observing and taking notes. Suddenly gun shots sounds from down the hall, everyone in the starts and the girl yells "HIT THE DECKK", the entire room drops to the floor just as a masked gunman round the corner armed with a large caliber machine gun. He runs into the room and begins shooting everywhere. There are screams and cries but they are quickly brought down to low moans as the gunman flees out the door. All that is seen is smoke and the outlines of bodies on the floor.

Norfolk

Tony and McGee stand in the middle of the squad room; they both look half asleep and appear to waiting for someone to exit MTAC because of the way they are staring upstairs. The ding of the elevator makes them turn around and Ziva exits the elevator

"why did we just called back in?" Ziva questioned "we just left and I couldn't wait to get some sleep."

"we know as much as you do" tony commented irritably.

There was silence as Ziva dropped into her chair

"I'm going to get a bat nap while I can" she said as she closed her eyes.

Tony and McGee chose to ignore her poor use of words and follow her lead, collapsing into their chairs as well. The moment all their eyes have closed Gibbs exits MTAC; he is walking in his typical Gibbs way, head up, shoulders back, and determination in his step, except now he seemed in a hurry. As he breezed into the bullpen he irritably said

"any time you're ready." All heads snapped up and they all jumped to their feet,

"yes boss?" "Always ready boss" "ready boss".

"We're headed to new Hampshire." He stated, "Our plane leaves in thirty so let's go".

"Wait" Tony questioned, "New Hampshire?"

"You have a problem Dinozo?"

"No boss, none at all".

"I'll brief you on the plane, until then move it" Gibbs said, irritable now.

Private plane

"So what exactly is our assignment?" Tony asked.

"Well, one of my fellow marine's sons is the Commanding officer of a reserve center in New Hampshire and they just had a mass shooting." Gibbs sighed, "He called and asked that I would help, He said it was a special situation".

"How did you convince the director to let us go out of our jurisdiction?" Ziva asked.

"I didn't" Gibbs said while opening a folder, "he sent us".

The team looked at each other in confusion but a meaningful glace from Gibbs sent them all to work. The rest of the plane ride was spent in silence except for the snores of Ziva and Tony.