Okay, everyone, I know this short, but I probably won't be able to do much writing over the next couple of days, if any, so I wanted to post this so you won't be left waiting to see how things turn out for Tony, Gibbs and team. I know I hate when people leave cliffies for a real long time, and I didn't want to do it to you guys, especially after all the lovely reviews. So here it goes. Hope you enjoy!

Don't own it, belongs to CBS.

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'Not again, no, no, no, not again. Please not again. Please just let him be okay.'

It was all the kept running through me head, over and over again, as Ziva, McGee and I rushed down the stairs towards the interrogation rooms, weapons drawn.

'Please, let him be okay. I can't lose him. Not again.'

Turning the corner and managing to struggle through the group of guards and agents to the front I was faced with one of the worst sights imaginable.

The air froze in my lungs like the blood in veins, my heart dropped to my stomach and my chest constricted to the point I had to wonder if I could breath.

Dunn had his arm wrapped around Tony's neck, pulling his head back enough to hold a knife to his throat. Making sure Tony was in front of him to properly be used at shield. If anyone of us tried to shoot him, we'd hit Tony instead.

"Let him go, Dunn!" I yelled, my voice it's usual no nonsense tone, leaving no room for argument. Hoping he would listen though I knew he wouldn't.

But I was prepared to go to extremes if need be, maybe I could convince him to trade Tony for me. Or kill me instead of him. Anything that meant Tony would be okay.

I'd go to begging if that's what it took, so long as Tony made it though this.

"If I'm not getting out of here then neither is he!" He yelled back, holding the knife closer to Tony's throat, making Tony wince in pain as the blade dug into his throat.

My temper flared and my heart lurched at the same time.

"Dunn, you try anything and you'll have a bullet in your skull faster than you blink!" I yelled.

Dunn's eyes flicked from the group of security guards to the agents, each with their weapons pointed at him, yet he didn't seem the least bit afraid.

But then, he had no reason to be. We couldn't risk killing Tony. And Dunn knew that.

I saw Tony try to maneuver out of the way so we could get a good aim on Dunn, but Dunn had him in too firm a hold. Any other time Tony would have been able over power him with no problem, but with an injured ankle, a broken arm, along with the fact he was malnourished from the past week he wasn't exactly up to par.

"Come'on Dunn, let him go!" McGee yelled from my left, sounding more confident than any of us felt.

"No, you idiots are going to suffer for ruining my life!" He growled.

I watched in horror as he made to cut Tony's neck.

It was one of nightmares all over again. We had just gotten Tony back only to lose him again. To have him die right in front of me. The only difference this time was that I couldn't wake up.

As I saw Tony sag against him and his eyes slide shut, I felt a terrorized scream rise in my throat.

Not again.

But then suddenly, it was all of a whirl of confusion.

Dunn made to get a better hold on Tony, Tony's eyes flew open and he swung his cast covered arm around, hitting Dunn in the head causing him to stumble.

Dunn kicked out knocking Tony to the ground. Regaining his composer and his hold on the knife he leapt forward, after Tony again.

Aiming with the precision of the sniper I once was, I managed to take him down with a single shot to the head.

Tony, who was still lying on the ground, breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Lowering my gun, I hurried over to him, Ziva and McGee at my heels.

"DiNozzo? Tony, you okay?" I asked quickly, kneeling next to him, letting the other agents and guards take control of the scene.

"Just peachy, boss." he replied.

I heard McGee let out a deep breath, calming his wracked nerves.

"Probie, doesn't sound too good though, boss. Might wanna check on him next." Tony teased with a slight smirk at McGee.

"I would not be worried about McGee, Tony." Ziva's voice interrupted.

"Why not?" he asked sitting up, grimacing slightly as he did so.

"I told you, if you did anything like that again I would make you wish you had not been born. You haven't been back a day and you are already in trouble!" She vented. She was, like me, angry that we had nearly lost him again. Not really at Tony, but at Dunn, who, fortunately enough for him, was already dead.

Tony stared blankly at her a moment before asking. "This is just you're way of saying you care about me, isn't it?"

"Alright! Alright! Enough, both of you!" I said, interrupting as Ziva opened her mouth angrily to reply.

Tony looked up a Ziva, smiling in triumph at having gotten in the last word.

As he turned his head I caught a glimpse of something that nearly made my heart stop a second time. Blood.

Grabbing Tony's chin, I made him face me so I could inspect the damage.

I relaxed slightly as I noticed it was a simple cut. Not even deep enough for stitches. Still, I would feel a lot more reassured once Ducky confirmed his bill of health.

"Come'on DiNozzo, you're going to Ducky."

"I don't need Ducky, boss. It's just a cut." he complained as I hauled him to his feet.

"One that's still bleeding. Don't think they'll be too happy if you bleed on the carpets, DiNozzo." I said, using the dry tone to cover the slight worry that was still present in my voice.

"I'll just put a napkin over it till' it stops bleeding. I don't need to go see Ducky."

"Fine, you do don't need to see Ducky. But if you don't get you butt down to autopsy and let him check you over anyway, I will make an injury serious enough for you to go see him anyway, got it?." I threatened.

He opened his mouth once, but clamped it shut again when he realized he was going to get anywhere this time.

Grabbing his arm, I lead him to the stairs leading to Ducky's office.

I glanced back once, watching as the agents started securing the scene and blocking off the hallway. Ducky would have to come after the body as soon as Tony was checked over.

I silently breathed a sigh of relief and my heart was finally able to slow as I realized that it was finally over. Dunn wouldn't be after Tony anymore and he was, for now, safe.

I repeated a prayer of thanks in my head a million time, grateful that he was once again alive and well.

I had come so close to losing him again, it had so nearly turned into one of my nightmares. But unlike my nightmares he survived. He was safe.

And at this moment, that was all that mattered.

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