A/N: Sorry this took a little longer to finish than I liked. I want to thank everyone for their patience.

Disclaimer: Same as always, NCIS is the property of CBS and I am just borrowing their toys. I make nothing for my efforts.

Previously:

Pushing the accelerator to the floor, Dinozzo answered, "He doesn't but Abby does and he was taking her home."

"Damn." Leon leaned back in his chair and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Dinozzo."

"Sir?"

"We have reports of shots being heard inside the bank. No idea about injuries."

"Damn," Dinozzo agreed, as he sped towards the scene.

Chapter 4

As he raced towards the crime scene, Tony made a quick call to Metro Police dispatch. He knew that for public safety, responding officers would have roads blocked off and he wanted to know the safe routes of approach. Plus he needed to know where they had set up the command center. If Gibbs and Abby were inside, he couldn't and wouldn't allow the FBI to take jurisdiction.

After getting the info, Tony made two more quick calls and the rest of their team was en route to the bank. Deciding to try Gibbs one more time, Tony picked up the phone and pushed speed dial #1. When no one answered the phone, Tony released a sigh and pocketed the phone.

'This is so not good,' he thought. Gibbs ALWAYS answered the phone. He blew through one last red light as he neared the scene's outermost perimeter.

Pulling into the bank parking lot, he saw his partners waiting for him. Ziva arriving before him was no real surprise; she drove faster and took more risks than Gibbs. You always took your life into your hands when riding with her. On the other hand, that McGee beat him here was a shock. Probie was a careful driver and rarely took unnecessary chances. Quickly throwing the car into park, Dinozzo jumped out. As he opened the trunk of the car, the waiting pair joined him.

"What's going on Tony?" McGee asked him, as Ziva added, "Where's Gibbs?"

Pulling out his bulletproof vest, he pulled it on over his head, adjusted it and fastened the Velcro closed, before putting his baseball cap on. Grabbing his NCIS jacket he pulled it on over the vest, as he answered, "Suspects tried to rob the Navy Credit Union; they didn't make it out before Metro arrived. They are barricaded inside and have taken hostages."

"Not good," muttered McGee.

"Agreed," replied the SFA, "worse, shots were fired inside."

Ziva asked again, "Where's Gibbs?"

"We don't know," Tony answered.

"His car is here," observed McGee, as he pointed at the Dodge Charger.

Dinozzo swore under his breath before answering, "Well that confirms it, he's inside."

"What?!" replied Ziva, as Tim sucked in a startled breath.

"The Boss was taking Abby home this evening and she banks here," Tony started to explain. "We still don't have confirmation but we have reports of shots fired inside the bank by a federal agent."

Shocked and dismayed at the possibilities, both agents stood there silently for a few long moments. Tim finally shook himself from his stupor and asked Tony, "What are we going to do?"

"Suit up," ordered Tony, "Vance wants us to take control of the scene before the FBI does." The duo hurried back to their vehicles and put on their gear.

Suited up and ready for action, the trio of agents headed for Metro's command post. They wouldn't leave the safety of their boss and forensic scientist to the FBI. That would be asking for tragedy.

A short distance away, they found a knot of police officers surrounding a patrol car. The scene supervisor, a sergeant, was using a dry erase marker and writing on the white vehicle, listing everyone's location and assignment. Looking up he noticed the Federal Agents striding towards him. "Who are you?" he asked.

"Special Agent Dinozzo, NCIS," Tony replied. Indicating his companions, he continued, "This is Agents McGee and David."

"Sergeant McDonald," the officer offered.

"What's happened?" the SFA asked.

"We received a 911 call from a customer hiding inside the bank. She told us it was being robbed and that she could hear shots being fired." He continued, "As we arrived on scene, the suspects were getting ready to flee. They took a couple of shots at our men before heading back inside the bank."

"Any info on the hostages?" Tony asked.

"No, only that one of them maybe one of yours," replied the sergeant, as he gestured toward the NCIS agents.

"Any demands yet?" asked Tony, revealing nothing of his inner turmoil at the lack of information about his boss and Abby.

"Not yet. I was just finishing setting up. I was going to attempt to make contact in a few minutes."

Nodding, Tony informed the sergeant, "We will be taking charge of the scene."

McDonald wasn't happy about this development, but he wasn't surprised either. This was Navy property after all and they had an agent inside. If it was his man inside he'd want to be in charge too. He wouldn't trust his comrades in arms safety to an unknown Fed.

Before the police officer could respond, they heard, "Dinozzo," the name given the proper Italian pronunciation, "you know banks are our territory."

Looking around Tony saw a group striding up to them and immediately recognized the FBI agents. "Not this time Fornell," Tony countered, "Navy credit union, NCIS territory."

"ALL banks fall under FBI jurisdiction," countered Fornell, as he stood in front of the Italian.

Unwilling to leave his boss and friend's safety in the hands of the Bureau, Tony stood his ground and stared at the other agent, "NOT this one! Navy business, Navy victims, means it's an NCIS case."

A Metro officer standing near the group added, "An NCIS agent may be inside."

FBI Special Agent Tobias Fornell quickly glanced around looking for the other team leader. When he couldn't find Gibbs, he grew concerned. The NCIS Agent may be a pain in his ass, but Gibbs was still a friend. He had few enough of those to begin with and couldn't afford to lose one. Finally he asked, "Where's your boss?" The FBI agent didn't miss the slight flinch of the three agents in front of him. When none of him answered him, he grew impatient and asked again, "Dinozzo?"

With a sigh, Tony motioned to an area slightly away from the group of officers. "Over there." As they moved away from the group, his partners started to join them. The senior shook his head and told them, "Stay here. Talk to the sergeant and find out exactly what is going on."

"Will do," replied McGee, as he and Ziva turned back to the waiting police officers.

"What's going on Dinozzo?" Fornell asked, once they were alone.

Taking his hat off, Tony ran a hand through his hair, before putting the hat back on. After taking a moment to gather himself, he answered, "The director called me. Told me that there was a robbery at the Naval Credit Union, and it turned into a hostage situation when Metro officers arrived on scene. Told me to call the team, to get down here and take control of the scene before you did."

"Why'd he call you and not Jethro?"

"He tried."

Getting frustrated, Fornell demanded, "Then where is he?"

Taking another look around, the FBI agent noticed the Charger in the parking lot. Suddenly, all the pieces fell into place and before Tony could answer, he looked back at the younger agent and said, "He's inside isn't he."

"We think so," Tony replied. "He was taking Abby home tonight and she has an account at the credit union. He wasn't answering his phone, which is why the Director called me and his car is here."

Swearing under his breath, Fornell glared at the ground for a few long tense seconds. 'Could this fucked up situation get worse?' he thought.

"Anything else I should know?" asked the older agent.

"According to a witness, shots have been fired inside the building."

"Damn it all to hell," the FBI agent cursed again, as he started to pace. If there was trouble, Jethro could be found in the middle of it! Stopping he looked at Tony, "Injuries?"

"Unknown, contact has not been made with the hostage takers."

Readying to return to the group, the older agent said, "Let's go find out what's going on."

"Just a sec," the NCIS agent said, "Jurisdiction?"

Sighing, Fornell relented, "Joint investigation, NCIS lead."

"Agreed," answered Dinozzo.

As they walked back towards the group, Fornell said, "We need to find out what kind of trouble your boss has gotten himself into this time."

Coming up behind McGee, Tony called out, "Probie, sit rep."

O~O~O~O

"Gibbs…"

"Gibbs…" Abby whispered yet again. Tears streaked down her face, as she looked at the body of her surrogate father. He was completely still and it terrified her.

Walking up close to the distraught Goth, Ryan whispered, "I know we ain't left yet, but go ahead, see what you can do for him."

Turning her head as her tears continued to fall, she met his eyes. He gestured towards the fallen agent, "Go on"

Shakily nodding, Abby knelt down next to Gibbs' body. Even this close, she wasn't sure he was breathing. Gently grasping the man beneath his shoulders, she tried to gently turn him over. Not noticing the young Marine kneel down next to her, she startled and nearly let go of the injured agent, when he whispered to her, "Let me help."

"Thanks," she replied, as she finished turning her friend over.

"Gibbs," she pleaded with him to answer her, as she held his head in her lap. His blue eyes were closed as she ran a shaky hand down his cheek and then down his neck. She pressed two fingers against his neck, looking for a pulse.

Abby sobbed with relief when she felt it there, beating against her fingers, a bit fast and weak, but there. "Oh thank god."

TBC