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Ducky and Gibbs sat flanking Tony's bedside in relative silence. Silence is not Ducky's default stetting but he knows it is his friends so he is quiet and waits. About two hours later a nurse came into the room, "Agent Gibbs, you had a message at the nurses desk from an Agent McGee, he said, 'The number that called you was a Tommy Wilcox and he is interrogation room 3 waiting for you."

Gibbs looked at the nurse with icy blue eyes and thanked her. When she left he sat looking at Tony conflicted about what he should do. He promised he wouldn't leave him alone but he also promised that he would find and punish the people who did this to him.

Ducky sensing his struggle offered, "Jethro, go, young Anthony will not wake up for sometime and I will be here with him till you return."

It took one more glance at Tony's nearly lifeless body to make his mind up for him, "Ducky, I will be back as soon as I can. I will have my cell and you call me if anything changes in his condition and I mean anything okay?"

Ducky smiled, "Of course Jethro, you have my word. Now go and get some justice for our dear boy."

Jethro made it out of the ICU and called Tim and let him know not to start the interrogation because he is on the way and he wants to do it himself.

When Tim hung up with Gibbs he had to let out a snicker. Ziva asked, "McGee, what in the world is funny at such a time as this?"

McGee answered, "I was just thinking, I am really glad that I am not Tommy Wilcox right now because Gibbs is on his way to handle the interrogation."

Ziva was silent for a moment then agreed, "Mr. Wilcox has no idea the Papa bear he just poked by hurting Tony."

It took Gibbs 15 minutes to take the 30-minute drive to the Navy Yard. He stormed into the bullpen area on a mission, his anger had slowly boiled while he was in transit and now it was nearly boiling over.

He came off the elevator ready to spit fire at anyone who dared get in his way. He froze as he turned the corner and came face to face with Tony's burned out desk and nearly threw up when he saw the blood stain carpet.

He stood in silence for a moment then took a deep breath and steadied himself. He sat at his desk and asked McGee about what they found.

McGee stood in front of Gibbs desk and pointed to the Plasma tv on the stand to the left, "Tommy Wilcox is a college senior majoring in French poetry. He is a known member of the Alliance for peace and we found evidence of bomb making in his apartment. We also combed through what was left of Tony's desk and found the detonator to the bomb and what looks like the remnants of wooden box, which must have carried the explosives. Abby is checking it out as we speak. We did not recover the phone that he used but we did bring back 3 boxes of evidence that Abby is sorting through as we speak. Mr. Wilcox is cooling his heels in room 3 whenever you are ready for him."

Gibbs listened to what McGee said and rewarded the young man with a half smile, "Good work Tim, when will they be up here to fix Tony's, I mean the damages?"

McGee stuttered, "W-well b-boss we have all ready taken all the evidence so we are just waiting on you to sigh off on the repairs."

Gibbs sat and starred at the jumbled mess that used to be his SFA's desk and said, "Leave the papers on my desk, I want Tony's desk to be back to normal when he comes back to work." Gibbs took a few deep breaths and fought the emotions that were bubbling up inside of him.

With one last deep breath he stood and said, "Ziva, your with me interrogating Wilcox and McGee you go down and help Abby sort through the evidence and let me know what you find."

Gibbs walked quietly into interrogation room 3 and sat across from Tommy Wilcox. Tommy looked at Gibbs with contempt and spat, "Shouldn't you read me my rights and get me a lawyer, I want a Lawyer. I know my rights. You big government lackeys have been trampling all over the citizens rights and I will not let my rights be taken from me."

Gibbs just smirked, "Well Mr. Wilcox we will read you your rights when we charge you with the attempted murder of one of my agents. We aren't charging you yet, we just wanted to ask a few questions. Like why did I receive a phone call from your cell phone only moments before someone detonated a bomb and my Senior Field agent nearly died. Why you are thinking about the answer to that question how about you tell me why there was bomb residue on your clothes and hands and my agents found evidence of bomb making in your house?"

Tommy looked shocked at what Gibbs was saying, "Listen man I make small explosions we use in some of our rallies. We blow up scarecrows with senator's faces on it or stupid stuff like that we never use those to hurt people. We are the Alliance for Peace man not…oh my GOD he didn't."

Gibbs looked questionably at the young man as he collapsed onto the desk, "Who is he and what didn't he do?"

Tommy looked up with red-rimmed eyes, "Our leader Marshall Gray, he has been spouting off for a while about getting back at the fed that killed his brother. I even made him a bomb that he said he was going to blow up the guy's trashcans. No one was going to get hurt. Man you have to believe me. I put the explosives in a wooden box and gave it to Marshall. If you want to know who called you, Marshall is your guy he borrowed my cell 2 days ago because he needed the computer that mine had for one of his classes. God man he double-crossed me. He promised me that nothing bad would happen and no one would get hurt. You have to believe me mister, you have too."

Gibbs wanted nothing more than to punch this poor ignorant child in the face but he calmly asked, "Where can I find this Marshall now?"

Tommy wrote down the address to his house and to the warehouse that they sometime meet at and the number to his cell phone. He pushed the pad and pen toward Gibbs and said, "These are all the places where he would be hiding out. Can I go know?"

Gibbs stood up and walked behind Tommy, "You have the right to remain silent anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law, You have the right to an attorney.."

Tommy started to fight Gibbs, "You can't do this to me, I gave you everything you need to find Marshall. You can't do this."

With one solid motion Gibbs slammed Tommy into the table in front of him and continued, "If you cannot afford an attorney one will be appointed for you." He leaned down and whispered into his ear, "You made the bomb that nearly killed my son, I don't care if you give me the f-ing Taliban your ass is going to jail"

He pulled Tommy up and handed him to Ziva and commanded her to book him for the attempted murder of Anthony DiNozzo." Ziva smiled, "My pleasure." And left the room.

Gibbs grabbed the pad of paper and headed for Abby's lab.

As soon as the elevator dinged Abby looked up and when she saw Gibbs she ran into his arms, "Oh Gibbs, I have missed you. How is Tony? Any Change? Who is with him? Do you need anything from us? Does Tony?"

Gibbs took another deep breath and placed both hands on Abby's shoulders, "Missed you too, no change, Ducky and a sit rep on the evidence."

Abby did a mental checklist of her questions and then smiled and began her report. "It looks like our boy Tommy was a pretty light weight bomb maker. He usually made small and crude devices that were more bang then substance. The difference in those bombs and the one he made for Tony was the use of C4 has the explosive and the inclusion of these nasty little metal spikes that served as shrapnel and caused a lot of damage. We are in the process of analyzing some fingerprints and some other evidence but that is al we have so far. Oh and I have a tracer on the cell phone that called you and if it powers up we will be able to tell where he is."

Gibbs handed her a note pad, "Try this number, Wilcox said that Gray used his cell to call me and this is Gray's own cell number."

Abby typed furiously while Gibbs and McGee watched. Abby yelled, "Voilà! Mr. Gray is currently located in a warehouse on the corner of Liberty and Morgan St."

Gibbs leaned into her and kissed her head and said, "Good work Abbs."

Abby smiled and hugged Gibbs, "You go get Gray and don't worry Tony is gonna be okay he has too much of his Daddy (wink wink) in him not to be."

Gibbs just smiled at Abby and then said, "McGee get Ziva lets go and bring this Bastard in."

McGee left saying yes sir!