That Monday, Tony was back at work, but still vowing revenge. McGee learned quick to leave Tony alone, mainly because he took a head-slap and a warning from Gibbs.

Instead of sitting at his desk doing nothing, Tony went to see Abby, under the pretense of seeing if she had anything on the guy that made the bomb.

When he got to Abby's lab, he found himself on the receiving end of a strangling hug. "I can't breathe," was all Tony managed to say before Abby let him go.

"Welcome back, Tony. The place hasn't been the same since you were gone and since Ziva-" Abby stopped talking at the look on Tony's face.

With his eyes welling up, Tony said, "Did you find anything on the son of a bitch that made that bomb?"

"Yes, but I expected Gibbs to ask."

"What do ya got? Name, address, Social Security Number, what?"

"All of the above."

"Address?"

"His last known address is three blocks away."

"Well, can I have it?"

Abby wrote the address on a Sticky Note and put it on Tony's jacket.

"You okay, Tony?"

"I'll be fine, Abby."

"Well, we all know how you felt about Ziva. I just think that you might need to talk about it."

"Abbs, there's nothing to talk about. I loved her. I STILL love her. Rule 12 kept us both from acting on those feelings. I just wish that-"

"Tony shut up and listen to this song."

"What's it called?"

"It's 'Coming Back Down' by Hollywood Undead. Just shut up and listen." Abby hit the 'play' button and Tony became lost in the song.

When the song finished, Tony pulled out his phone and downloaded it, fully intent on using the song annoy McGee.

"Thanks, Abbs. I guess that I need to let this sink in some more. But I still plan to use that bastard as a human target when I get my hands on him."

Tony took the stairs (Gibbs was using the elevator as an office again.) back to the squad room and put Harper Dearing on the plasma, typing "VENDETTA" across his forehead before printing it out and leaving it on Gibbs' desk, along with his badge. This was personal, not business.