A/N-I still don't own NCIS

Gibbs and his team were processing the crime scene. McGee was helping Ducky move the body into the truck since Jimmy wasn't there. Ducky's gut twinged, and once the body was in the van he called Jimmy's cell phone.

Luckily for Jimmy, the phone was on vibrate, and the attackers didn't even notice it. Actually, Jimmy didn't either, he was too focused on the pain searing through his entire upper body.

When Jimmy didn't pick up, Ducky became even more worried. He turned to Jethro, "I think something might be up with ." Gibbs raised his eyebrows, and Ducky continued, "He has class on Saturday mornings, but he should be here by now. I sent him a text message. And when I called him a few minutes ago, he didn't pick up the phone."

McGee shrugged, "Maybe his class ran late."

Ducky shook his head, "If that were the case, his phone would be off and it would have gone straight to voicemail." He turned to Gibbs, "I have a gut feeling about this Jethro."

Gibbs looked at Ducky before saying, "McGee, DiNozzo, Go check it out."

Tony frowned, "What are we suppose to check out boss?"earning him a head slap. "Right," he said, rubbing his head, "We start on campus, check with the professor and go from there."

They got in the car and drove to campus. They didn't talk much. When they pulled into the student parking lot, Jimmy's car was there. Tony shut the engine of the car off and opened the door. On the other side, McGee did the same thing.

They heard the beating and instinct took over as they ran to stop the fighting. They drew their weapons and ran toward the faint sounds. They both got to the edge of the building simultaneously and raised they weapons saying, "Federal Agents, Don't move!"

The bullies looked up when they heard that. Jimmy recognized the voice and weakly said, "Tony? Tim?"

The two cronies who had been holding him immediately let him go. Too weak to stand under his own weight, he toppled forward. Tony and McGee dashed forward and through quick reflexes, managed to catch him before he hit the pavement.

The bullies scattered running as fast as they could. Tony pointed his gun, but Tim grabbed his arms and said, "Tony. We'll deal with then later. Right now we get Jimmy to see Ducky." Tony sighed, but holstered his sig.

Between them they managed to get Jimmy to the car. Jimmy asked, "What about the dead seaman?"

Tony shrugged, "Ducky managed to get the body back to the Navy Yard. He'll do the autopsy tomorrow."

Jimmy said, "Why tomorrow?"

Tim said, "He's going to be too busy fussing over you to do the autopsy, which he needs your help with anyway."

Jimmy grinned slightly as they loaded him into the back seat. They decided that Tony would call Gibbs and Tim would call Ducky.

As he lay in the back seat Jimmy heard snatched of their conversation,

"We found him boss,"

"You were right Ducky,"

"He's in pretty bad shape,"

"He was defiantly coherent,"

"No we didn't catch them, we were both holding Plamer,"

"I don't know exactly how badly he was beaten,"

"We got a good look at them, we can figure out who they were once Jimmy's sorted out."

"Once we get back to the Navy Yard you can see for you self how bad his injuries are."

They both hung up about the same Tim. Tim turned around in his seat, "You okay back there Jimmy?"

Jimmy smiled weakly. He didn't know how to say exactly how grateful he was so he just said, "I will be."

A/N- also, sorry about not getting the Gibblets piece on Jimmy up, but I had a lot of school work, plus a nasty case of writers block for what should happen next.