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Surprise

Gibbs watched her as she wandered into oblivion, not registering her words. Though his eyes wouldn't show it, he was a wreck inside. So many questions flying in his mind, the most loud one: Will she survive?

The EMTs struggled to keep her on this plane of existence-his plane, and that terrified him. It was exactly three minutes since she closed her eyes, and no calls or begging would make her open them.

Her head was bleeding like someone smashed it, her body covered in bruises and cuts. The sight alone made him forget that there were his ex wives and girlfriends gathered on the scene.

What the hell happened? Gibbs instantly jumped to conclude it must have been another secret op of hers.

They were few minutes away from the hospital and she was still out. He had to remind himself that his team has the crime scene, but he forgot in all the mess to call SecNav.

Hollis Mann slowly walked around the bloody motel room which was now marked as a crime scene. Her whole persona switched to the investigative mode. She came by the window, the only undisturbed space.

"Why are the curtains open?" she asked, her voice demanding.

"Uh... Ma'am?" Tony hesitated, holding a plastic evidence bag in one hand and Jenny's bloody shoe in the other. He eyed his evidence and then turned his attention back to Hollis.

"I don't think Gibbs would..." he started to protest on her being there, but was stopped by her neutral glare and Diane's loud voice.

"Gibbs isn't here. We are!" Diane stated, sounding more angry than she really was. She folded her arms, glaring fire at him as he turned to the sound of her voice.

"Probie!" he whined, scanning surroundings for McGee. Well, if someone will take a fall for ex number one, two and three, and ex future ex Hollis-it will be probie. He is the one that let them in after all.

"Holly will ask around" Rebecca said upon entering the same room.

"Who is Holly?" Tony's mode switched to gossipy one.

"Oh my God!" Rebecca exhaled, turning around the room, realizing how much blood there was.

"I really think you should not be here. You might contaminate the evidence." Ziva breathed firmly.

"Why are the curtains open?" Hollis asked again, ignoring Ziva's warning.

"Yes. If someone wanted to torture her, they would close them" Ziva agreed, coming closer to Hollis and watching through the window.

"So, why leave them open? It makes no sense" Hollis stated.

"Maybe someone watched the whole thing" Rebecca jumped in and they all turned to her, surprised.

"What?" she asked, shrugging her shoulders.

Ziva turned to Hollis, smirking. "I will check for tire marks" she informed.

"Hey!" Tony yelled after her, scared to be left alone with Gibbs' exes.

Gibbs didn't stay with her when she was taken behind the curtains. He never was a waiting type, and besides-he needed answers. He called McGee to come and pick him up.

"What you got?" he asked for an update.

"Well, signs of struggle everywhere. It seems someone pushed her through the door, slammed her against it, and then..." McGee didn't feel like he could finish the update. He saw it before, but now it happened to someone he knew.

"Boss..." he started gently, remembering that there was a part he needed to say. Gibbs turned to look at him, waiting for him to finish.

"We found her underwear ripped and bloody" McGee finished. Gibbs said nothing, he really felt nothing. He couldn't. Not now when he had a case to solve.

"Also..." McGee started. "Your ex wives and col. Mann are at the crime scene" he informed and Gibbs turned to him, glaring. What the hell are they doing?

"Boss, how is the director?" Tony asked worriedly as soon as Gibbs stepped in. But, he didn't get an answer. Gibbs scanned the room, he didn't see it properly when he first came to pick up Jenny.

He turned to his ex wives and glared at them, fully expecting they will read that glare as a question.

"Answer him!" Diane was first to speak. She didn't feel like being gentle to him, she felt she could murder him. She assumed he left Jenny alone.

"Still in the hospital" he answered, but there really was no answer in his answer.

"You left her alone?" Rebecca asked, deeply shocked.

"Of course he did!" Diane added. She then tuned to Hollis and Rebecca. "Good thing Stephanie is on her way there" she said.

"What?" Gibbs asked louder than he intended. He then turned to his team, glaring until they left the room. He really didn't know how he felt about all of them knowing each other. Wait, he did-he felt pissed.

"You all know each other?" he asked, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Yes. We are in the club!" Diane answered sarcastically. "You think you and Tobias are the only exes that get to be friends?" she added rhetorically.

"Jen?" he asked, not able to understand how did she ended up in a mix. Or Hollis for that matter.

"I am going to the hospital to be there for my friend." Diane said angrily, storming out of the room. She was pissed at him for leaving Jenny alone. She was pissed that this happened to her friend, and she felt guilty. She nudged her towards the bartender last night and now she thought-he may as well be the one who had hurt her.

"So?" Gibbs asked, his tone unintentionally rough. So many questions and no answers, and he needed to start somewhere.

Hollis was about to throw some witty remark, when Rebecca stepped in front of her, pointing her index finger at him as she spoke.

''You don't get to be pissed, pal!'' she schooled, making a step further to him.

''You didn't even stay in the hospital with her'' she added, throwing a glance over her shoulder at Hollis whose arms were now folded.

''I have a case!'' he barked pitiful excuse. He couldn't stay, he couldn't deal with his emotions and dissect them. He didn't know what was worse-knowing what his feelings meant or dealing with losing HER. It all lead back to HER, it always has.

I always loved you. Her words registered in his brain, and it made everything so much worse. The secret he was keeping from her for the last nine years has started to eat him away. Why didn't he tell her? Why did she had to tell him she loved him?

''...so that's how we all got together'' Rebecca finished explaining and he realized he didn't hear a word she said. Gibbs nodded, figuring it was the best way to stop them coming at him. But, Hollis, expert interrogator, didn't miss the look on his face. For now, she will let it go.

''If that's all, you can leave my crime scene now'' he said annoyingly and turned around to better examine the room.

''Ooh no, pal! We are working with you!'' Rebecca hissed at him, pointing her finger at him, once again.

He turned back to her, jolting his shoulders and squinting his eyes. ''What?'' he asked, but it was a more rhetorical question. ''Like hell you are!'' he barked, turning to leave and let his word be the final, but Hollis' soft and strict voice, stopped him in his tracks.

''Actually, Jethro, we are. I made a few calls'' she said, triumphantly looking at him. His shoulders shrugged and for a moment he didn't know what to say. He had nothing. What in the fresh hell was going on here?

''DoD now...You want me to call my boss or yours? Because they both approved.'' she stated while pulling her phone out. She'd already made the call on her way to the crime scene, pulled in some favors.

''My boss is in the hospital'' he returned, his voice a decibel lower.

''SecNav'' she explained. He took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes gently, deciding this fight is not worth fighting. Who knows, they might be of help.

''Did you find out anything?'' Stephanie nervously asked as Diane returned from her fishing expedition. She'd left to get an update on Jenny, as no one wanted to give one to Stephanie.

''Have you just met me, Stephanie?'' Diane asked, smirking at herself, feeling proud of herself. Then her face turned serious as she sat down next to Stephanie in not so crowded waiting room.

''So, someone drugged her with benzodiazepine.'' she explained as she leaned closer, her voice almost a whisper.

''Has two broken ribs, blunt force trauma to the head, concussion, cuts and bruises...'' she finished, shaking her head slowly. Stephanie was about to ask something, but Diane had already expected the question.

''No, she wasn't'' she answered unasked question. They all wondered, as she was half naked, if someone violated her in other ways, and when the charming doctor said to Diane that the rape kit came out negative, it was a huge relief.

''Oh, thank God!'' Stephanie let out a breath she was holding. She hadn't left with them to the crime scene, but they told her what a mess it was, and it worried her. Diane shifted in her chair, crossing her legs and focusing her gaze on a glass door in front of her.

''So, why is Jethro not here?'' Stephanie asked softly, wondering. She knew him, his habits and his dedication to work. It was always work first when they were married, and from what she gathered from the others-it was the same. With Jenny, though, it was different, because they both worked the same job. Still, knowing him didn't stop her from wondering.

''Well, either he is an asshole, or he can't stand to be here because he...'' Diane answered. She didn't have to finish; they both thought the same thing. He still loved her, just like she still loved him. In the whole club, she was the only one that never got over him fully.

''Jethro is many things, but he is not an asshole'' Stephanie responded, shrugging her shoulders and Diane softly smiled at her.

''She will be all right, Steph'' she whispered, extending her arm around Stephanie's shoulder.

''Yeah.''

Diane wouldn't ask, but the thought never stopped bugging her-was she partly responsible for what happened? Did the bartender had anything to do with it? She will have to wait for girls on that Intel, she shared her suspicions with them.

''Jenny will be all right!'' Rebecca said, coming outside the room to join Gibbs and Hollis. She had just called Diane to check up on the situation.

''Thank God!'' Hollis responded, her shoulders dropping with relief.

Gibbs blinked a few times and waited for Rebecca to give more details.

As Rebecca finished her briefing, he turned to the van.

''Boss?'' DiNozzo called out, exiting the building with Ziva behind him.

''What is it DiNozzo?'' Gibbs asked, noting Tony's nervousness.

''You were here with the director last night?'' he asked, his gaze drifting down.

''What?'' Gibbs asked, confusingly.

Ziva extended her arm, holding what seemed to be screenshot from security cameras by the reception.

Gibbs took the photo out of her hands, his eyes narrowing and his brain buzzing. How was this possible?

Without any doubt, it was him and Jenny.