A/N-I don't own NCIS. This is what you've all been waiting for, which is staring to see the bully face the wrath of Jimmy's team/family.
Meanwhile, up in the bullpen Tony and Tim sat nervously as Gibbs strode in. He leaned against his desk for a while staring at them, before he said, "What happened."
Tony and Tim launched into their story. They told him about pulling into the campus parking lot and seeing Jimmy's car. About hearing the beating and how instinct took over and they drew their weapons. About how they couldn't catch the perps because they had to stop Jimmy from hitting his head on the concrete.
Gibbs listened impassively as they spoke. He heard what they said, and what they didn't say, about how it had hurt and how scared they were. He crossed his arms and said, "Did you get a good look at the bastards?"
They both nodded and Tony spoke for both of them saying, "Definitely boss."
Gibbs said, "Then work that face maker thing on the computer. Get sketches of the perps and figure out who they are."
Tony said, "On it boss," as McGee started bringing up the requisite software on the computer. They worked on the three sketches in relative silence, apart from occasional disagreements and the odd movie reference thrown out by Tony, as he attempted to lighten the mood.
A few minutes later, Gibbs strode out of the bullpen saying "Coffee."
Meanwhile, down in autopsy, Jimmy was carefully removing his clothes, both to give Ducky better access to his wounds and so that Abby could run trace on them. He carefully put his shirt and pants into the evidence bag Abby was holding out After he had changed into scrubs. Abby sealed the bag and said, "You'll be fine Jimmy. I promise, I'll process these and then we can catch whoever did this. "
Jimmy gave her a sad smile as she hurried off to her lab, as per Gibbs' orders. Just then Ducky came out from where he had gone to fetch more disinfectant from the supply cabinet. He eyed Jimmy, "You shall have to remove you shirt Jimmy."
Jimmy frowned, "But I just gave the shirt I was wearing to Abby."
Ducky sighed, "None the less, you must remove your shirt so I can assess the damage to you chest."
Jimmy looked down, "Oh, right," and meekly pulled off his scrub top. Ducky suppressed a gasp at what he saw underneath. Jimmy's chest and stomach were covered in bruises. There were several gashes just beneath the shoulder blade where Jimmy's back had been thrust against a protruding brick in the wall. Ducky started with those, cleaning then out with a cotton ball dipped in hydrogen peroxide, before placing sterile gauze pads over them and binding them.
As he tended to Jimmy's wounds, he couldn't help but be furious at the men who did this to him. As if sensing Ducky's anger, Jimmy murmured, "I'm sorry, Doctor."
Ducky frowned, "My dear boy, you have absolutely nothing to be sorry for."
Jimmy looked away, "I let you down."
Ducky said, "You did nothing of the sort."
Jimmy protested, "but…"
"No buts," Ducky cut him off, "Nothing that happened was your fault, therefore you did not let me down."
Meanwhile, back up in the bullpen, Tony and Tim had finished their sketches. They were running them through the yearbook photo's from Jimmy's school. Gibbs walked back into the bullpen and with a cup of coffee in hand, just as the computer dinged out a match. "Put it up on the plasma," he said.
McGee hastened to comply. The photo of the young man, who was so arrogantly throwing punches at their Jimmy, appeared on the screen. The sight of his arrogant smirk made the blood of all three of them boil. Gibbs barked, "What the hell are you waiting for? Bring him in." They both ran back to their desks and were in the process of strapping on their guns when the computer dinged again, spitting out the name of one of his cronies. Gibbs nodded to the screen, "Pick him up while you're out there."
They left, silently, avoiding their usual bickering, with the air of two people on a mission. Ziva strode into the bullpen a few minutes later, just as the computer dinged once more, showing their third and final bully. Gibbs said, "Grab your gear," as he strapped on his own gun.
Ziva did so and said, "Where are we going?"
Gibbs replied, "To pick up one of the bastards who did this to Jimmy," as he made his way to the elevator, Ziva on his heels.
Tony and Tim were quiet as they drove to the dorm where the ringleader lived. They were both furious and ready to get this guy. He had hurt one of their own, and no one harms a member of team Gibbs and gets away with it.
They pulled up outside the building and got out of the car. They made their way slowly up to the door and entered, using the ID card Abby had lent then from Jimmy's pants pocket to access the dorm. They made their way up the stairs and stood outside the door to the ringleader's room. They pulled their guns.
McGee looked at Tony and asked, "Should we knock?"
Tony shook his head and kicked the door in, bursting into the room with his gun drawn. Both the men they were sent to collect were sitting at the desk, one in the chair, the other perched on the corner. They were talking earnestly when McGee and Tony burst in.
Tony grinned maniacally, "Well look at this,"
Tim just smirked, "Two birds with one stone."
He grabbed the crony perched on the desk by the shoulders and shoved him off catching him by the wrists in a pair of hand cuffs and causing the corner of the desk to scrape along his back before jerking him upwards.
Tony took the ringleader, grabbing his wrists and jerking him up out of the chair so that his knees banged painfully against the desk before dragging him out, his leg banging into the hard wooden chair.
They pulled the two across the room and to the door. When they got to the door Tony looked at Tim and quirked an eyebrow. Tim nodded. They went through the door sideways, back to back, each with their suspect in front of them, so that both their faces scraped against the door frame. The two didn't stay quiet, and soon there were heads poking out of other doors.
Tony took the cuffs in one hand and pulled out his badge. Holding it aloft he said, "Federal agents."
McGee added, "Were bring these men in on charges of assault and battery."
The heads retreated into dorm rooms as the agents and suspects made their way down the stairs and to the parked sedan. Tony and McGee roughly threw the bullies into the back. One of them looked up and said, "Hey man, what did we ever do to you?"
Tony glared at him and said in a low voice, "You hurt our brother, and if you think what we did to you was bad, just wait until you meet the Papa Bear."
A/N-The next chapter is Gibbs and Ziva's arrest and what happens next. Also, I'm working on updating my other stories and at least one of them will be updated by Tuesday, I promise, if not later tonight.