A/N HELLLOOOO EVERYONE! HAPPY NEEEWWWWWWWW YEARRRRRRRRR! I'm so glad 2013 is over.. it was kinda the worst year of my life:/ anywayyysss sorry it took me so long to update.. but a lot happens in this chapter... and I mean A LOT!

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Guest 5: If your still reading...Look mate sorry this story is for you and I'm sorry I'm not a 'good writer' but hey I don't think anyone else feels as though I'm leading them by the hand. I hope you find a fic thats good enough for you eventually.

Guest 6: Yeh, there were a lot of flashbacks last chap.. sorry if they aren't your thing.. but I dont really have many planned for now:)

Soundtrack - Burn by Ellie Goulding

The sharp ring of Tony's phone pulled him out of his slumber.

"DiNozzo," He said, running a hand through his hair and looking his wrist watch reading 0430.

"Woa! That sounded really serious.." McGee's voice said.

"Don't judge probie, it's 4:30 a.m!" Tony groaned.

"Oh well! How are you?" McGee asked nervously.

"Did I mention it was 4:30 in the morning?" Tony laughed, "Is everything ok Timmy?" He added more seriously.

"Define ok... Gibbs has been in a scary mood, Ziva and the new guy are really close and Abby spends her timing planning your death." McGee blurted out.

"Sorry man, it'll get better." Tony said yawned, trying to ignore the 'Ziva' statement.

"Give me a time and place, and I'll rendezvous it, I'll fly you to it,." McGee said dryly.

"Quoting Bieber? Really?" Tony teased.

"The very fact that you knew I was quoting Bieber shows that you could too, and its actually Big Sean.."

"Quoting Big Sean..." Tony said skeptically.

"So how's the new guy?" Tony added casually.

"He's actually a lot like you." McGee said, "He's arrogant, moody, vain, egotistical, annoying.."

"Nice to hear that our time apart hasn't effected your opinion of me at all." Tony remarked.

"Only he ignores me point blank, and he spends anytime he can flirting with Ziva.. and it seems like she's finally caved." McGee said, ignoring Tony's earlier comment.

"What? Gibbs is letting them date or something?" Tony asked Timmy.

"I don't really know.. I mean he speaks even less than usual and he doesn't comment on them.." Timmy said cautiously, "I think thats what's pissing him off more than anything else."

Tony's head started to spin. McGee was the only one on his old team he kept in contact with, and even that was an occasional called once in a couple months. But he had never mentioned the new team member before, nor Gibbs letting them break his number one rule.

"Alright Timmy, I'm going back to sleep.. I'll call you back at some point though." Tony promised.

"Yeah sure." McGee sounded a little more put out but Tony needed time to gather his thoughts.

They exchanged goodbye's and Tony fell back against his pillow. Just as he began to doze off, his phone rang once more.

Grumpily Tony picked it up, "DiNozzo" He growled into the speaker.

"We found him." Jem said from the otherside of the phone call.

Tony sat up in bed rapidly, "Where is he.. In Iraq? Afghanistan? Kabul?" Tony questioned breathlessly.

"He's here Tony," said Jem, quietly.

Tony raced out of bed to put on a shirt, "Are on your way to HQ?" Tony asked.

"I'm about 5 minutes out from your house," Jem said, having read Tony's mind.

"And Tom.. Peter.. Ressler.. they're -" Tony asked.

"Tom is with me, Peter and Ressler are at the site standing by.." He said.

Tony, Jem and Tom raced through security and up to MTAC with their hearts in their mouths.

It took a moment for Tony's eyes to adjust to the darkness. On the screen there was live footage of a dark air-strip.

They all put on a headpiece each.

Tony took a deep breath, attempting to calm the queasiness in his stomach before saying, "This is Tango-Eight, do you copy?"

After a moment of nervous waiting Ressler's gruff and oddly nervous sounding voice came through the headpiece.

"Tango-Eight nice of you to finally join us, all unit are standing by waiting for the order."

"Aymaan Abdul is the terrorist behind the most recent Hawaii bombing, he also orchestrated the attacks in Britain and New York. Your orders are to proceed with extreme prejudice, with the exception of his right hand, Ahkmahn Array" Tony said sharply.

"Do you copy?" Jem said, as Tom handed them both a piece of mini-mouse bubble gum.

A series of 'copies' followed. Tony covered his mic with his hand as he put the gum into his mouth.

Looking at Tom he said, "Did I tell you this gum is American?"

Tom repeated the same action of covering his mic.

"Only everytime I hand it to you." Tom smiled.

Tony laughed nervously and Jem looked over him, his eyes stopping at Tony's neck.

Peter's voice sounded in their headpiece's. "Don't worry Tango-Eight, we'll get them."

"I know.. I just I wish I could be there." Tony sighed.

"Then you've chosen the wrong job," Peter laughed.

"Oh poppycock... we'll be fine, Tony's wearing his lucky necklace," Jem said.

OF COURSE! He was looking for my necklace, Tony thought to himself.

"How'd you know it was lucky?" Tony asked, smiling at Jem's deliberate over-English-ness.

"Your hand always goes to your neck to check it's there when your making a decision or in a gun fight." Jem announced.

"I hadn't realised you had time to observe me whilst we were in a gun fine," Tony said sharply.

"Touchy aren't we? Who's the lucky girl?" Jem asked quietly.

"James, may we discuss this later!" Tony sighed, no longer nervous.

"Abdul and Array are emerging from the car, they have four body guards infront and behind them," A voice said through the headpiece.

"This mission is a go, all units are cleared for action." Tony said clearly, snapping into action.

He looked over at Jem who had paled slightly and reached his hand forward to bump fists with him.

Jem smiled at Tony as the the dark air-strip lit up due to the firefight.

Tony's eyes searched for his men, but it was impossible to see who was who.

And then as suddenly as the fighting began, it ended, the air-strip fell into silence.

"Was the target eliminated?" Tony asked hurriedly.

"Affirmative," Came Ressler's hesitant voice from the other end of the line.

"What happened?" Tom questioned.

"He said.." Peter faltered, "He said... it doesn't end with me. Tick Tock."

Tony's stomach dropped, but all he said was good job everyone.

Tony and Jem immediately reported to SecNav and the Director, telling them about what took place.

"We've heightened security around all the secure bases in Baghdad. Although I'm still not sure if what Abdul said was just his Swan Song and he was trying to scare the shit out of us.." Tony reasoned.

"Sir.. Agents Ressler and Quinn are bringing Ahkmahn in for questioning." Jem said.

"Okay, DiNozzo I want you to deal with the questioning." Vance said.

"Understood Director." Tony answered.

"And Gentlemen," SecNav called with a small smile, "That's a job well done."

When the feed cut the trio headed back up the stairs and out of MTAC, only to be greeted by the full Baghdad unit. All of which were applauding Tony, Jem and Tom.

Jem stepped forward with a kind smile on his face when the applauds died down.

"Thankyou everyone, but we didn't do it on our own.. God knows how many sleepless hours have gone into finding Abdul, so we should all take this as a victory." Jem smiled flawlessly.

Turning to Tony he whispered, "Say something.."

"Um.. Well done everyone." Tony said nervously.

"Spoken like a true leader?" EJ said loudly.

"I wasn't done Erica Jane.'' Tony said, earning a chuckle from his people.

He took a breath before speaking.

"Look guys, Jem is right.. this is a victory, but tonight we also got a warning. Truthfully, we don't know if it was a bluff or not. Yes, we've gotten the world's most wanted terrorist but you all know as well as I do, no terrorist is less dangerous than another. And there are many many more out there to catch."

"So what do say we catch every last one of them sir?" One of the younger agents said loudly, looking at Tony.

"That was kinda the effect I was going for." Tony said, running a hand through his hair, "Now get back to work," Tony smiled.

Turning around Tony came face-to-face with Tom. "Not bad for an Americano."

"Ahkmahn." Tony said as he sat down across from the man himself.

"What gave me away?" He said in a deeply accented voice, smiling.

"Well.. it was kinda the company you keep." Tony played along.

"My mistake, the company you kept." Tony corrected, registering Ahkmahn's eyes flashing briefly.

"It doesn't end with me. Tick Tock. Tell me what it means?" Tony asked.

"Will I get a deal?"

"Will you tell me?" Tony countered.

"You lie, Anthony DiNozzo.. You do not make deals with terrorists like me." Ahkmahn laughed.

"Well I guess I don't need a confession," Tony said sarcastically.

"Why would I lie? Jihad is an honorable reason to kill... to die, what do you fight for, your country? As if they're the innocent one's, you're governments are corrupt, your men bloodthirsty. They seek only to kill, using 'honour' as an excuse." Ahkmahn professed.

"We do not fight for honour Ahkmahn, we do not fight for our freedom and we certainly do not kill in the name of God. I fight for the people I love, I fight so that my kinsmen and they're families and friends can live withour fear... with grand illusions of the world being just and good, so they do not feel the terror you try to instill in them. Tell me when and where the attack with be." Tony said calmly.

Ahkmahn looked at his watch. A moment later he said. "Now, where your heart lies."

Tony jumped out of his seat, knocking it over as he ran out the door. He pulled out his phone and dialed Vance's number.. Which went straight to voicemail. As he ran up the stairs he immediately pressed number 1 on his speed dial.

He came out at the ground floor where most people were on the phone, Jem and Ressler included, and EJ had turned on the TV.

"Gibbs," A gruff voice answered.

"GIBBS GET OUT OF THE BUILDING-"

The phone line went dead.

A/N Cliffy! So what did you think of that? I told you this chapter was a lot to take in!

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