Tony picked up the phone and was not surprised Gibbs was on the other line. "DiNozzo. Get down to the lobby. We have incoming." With that the line went dead.

"Looks like our bad guy is on his way in. Come on Ziva. McGee? Stay with Hellyn, find Victoria." Tony was quick to jump up. Ziva was right behind. They came out into the lobby to see Gibbs, walking towards Mires, a very pissed off look in his eye.

"I know she's in there." The voice was almost feminine, but not quite. Tony and Ziva walked up.

"Mires. You are under arrest for firing at and stalking federal agents and Military officers, one of whom was a Navy Captain." Tony called out as He sped up. Ziva and Tony were closer and got there first. Tony put a hand on the man's arm. "don't make this difficult."

"No! I will talk to her!" Ziva grabbed the other arm and wrenched it around the small man's body. "Let me GO!" he started to rip away from Ziva. Tony grabbed him.

"Don't. We are authorized to use deadly force." His voice was cold suddenly, and Gibbs watched him. Tony shoved him fully upright as he tried to drop. "Alright that's enough." He yanked him out of Ziva's hands and cuffed him. "Let's move. Now." He glanced at Gibbs and nodded. "Gottim boss. Come on Mr. Mires. We have some questions we'd like answered." The small man continued to struggle, but it was easy to move him along with Ziva helping.

Gibbs watched them for a moment. Then headed for the stairs. He had a feeling Tony had made sure he was there before him for a reason. He got there just as the elevator opened, and Tony and Ziva wrestled the small man off towards the interrogation rooms. Victoria stood up to see what was going on, and froze. Suddenly she was a small child. Mires saw it and started to spout nonsense, anger was the main thing Gibbs heard. He glanced at McGee who was talking to Victoria, trying to calm her down, so did Hellyn. Gibbs moved to her quickly and put his arms around her, placing himself between the man and the woman. "Victoria." He spoke softly, not caring who was watching as he touched the side of her face. "It's alright. Come on. It's alright." He kept talking to her, as he pulled her in the other direction. He knew she'd met Ducky, being that Ducky had called him while he was out. He figured that would be a safe place to put her. "Come on Victoria. I promised you'd be safe, and you are. Come on. Come with me." The voice was cut off by Tony and Ziva getting Mires into the Interrogation rooms. He pulled her closer, tightening his grip on her. She wasn't going to move as she leaned into him. "Sh. It's alright." He murmured as she started to cry.

He pulled her to his desk and sat her down, crouching in front of her. "'m scared." She managed, though he could bairly hear it. He kissed her forhead.

"Your safe. I have to go. I'll be back soon. Stay here." He stood up glancing at McGee who was studiously NOT looking, though Hellyn was. "Take care of her." He ordered as he followed Tony and Ziva.

"Right." McGee looked at Hellyn, not sure what to do.

Gibbs found Tony and Ziva before they went in. "Boss! He's trouble."

"I know. Ziva you take this one." Gibbs ordered pulling Tony into the blue room. Gibbs knew better than to go in there. Even if he wanted to, very badly. But they needed a confession, not him getting in trouble. He glared at the window. "Watch them. Get him to confess." Gibbs moved out of the room, ignoring Tony's quick voice.

"Alright, but if he doesn't, I'm not sure what to do boss." He called. The man was gone. "right. Figure it out DiNozzo. You know I miss the less bouncy Gibbs and the one who stuck around to at least slap me over the head." He muttered turning back to the window.

Gibbs came out of the interrogation room to find Victoria sitting next to McGee, tear stained, and with her arms wrapped around her, watching him play a game. Hellyn was moving around restlessly. "Agent Gibbs. Can I go? You have the man in custody." She said as he walked up. She was glaring at him in a way that had nothing to do with the current situation. She was running interference.

"I'm not going to hurt her." He said, his voice quiet.

"I know. Because if you do she has more friends than just me, and we don't need to see her hurt worse than she already has been." The blond was fierce as she glared at him. "And we don't have any qualms with well… anything. She's the one who's got the strong morals. Hence why she's refused to press charges against him. You had better take care of her, Gibbs, or there will be hell to pay." She turned away, her footsteps quick as she stopped beside Victoria and crouched beside her. "Come on Tori. Let's go. You need food, sleep and probably sometime in the air."

Gibbs reached a hand out to stop them. "We aren't done yet. McGee? Go with them. Keep them safe." He held the blondes gaze. She nodded and he stepped past her touching Victoria's shoulder. She looked up finally, looking at him for only a moment before Hellyn led her away. Gibbs frowned, not to happy, but he couldn't do everything. Now it was time to get that confession. He headed back to the interrogation room, and slipped inside the blue room, standing next to Tony. "How's it going?" he asked softly.

"We know he doesn't respect women, and Ziva's tormenting him. Though so far she's just shown anger. No real breakage. I don't think he'll break with her in there." Tony said softly. "She's good, but this man is a major sexest. Apparently Crane's a lier, a cheat, a bitch, a theif and about every other bad thing on the planet." Tony added. "I was about to go in there."

"Go." Gibbs said quickly watching him. The small man was not terrifying, but stubborn. Gibbs watched as Tony pulled Ziva out, then went in.

"Good afternoon Mr. Mires." Tony said sitting down with the large file, and just sat there for a while. He was quiet. So was Mires.

"What do you want? Me to say I did it? I won't."

"We don't need you to. Your cell phone places you outside Lt. Col. Crane's home at the time of the crime. The bullets we found came from your gun, placing you as the person who fired the shot. We don't need a confession, though If you give it I won't have to put obstructing the law in your list of felony's the least of which was stalking a Federal agent. You stalked the same Military Officer, you shot at a military officer and a Federal Agent, two of them in fact. The Air Force isn't too happy about what you've done to their officer. Apparently she's a rising star. Smart, beautiful, powerful, good at her job, brave, willing to plug in. At least that's what this file says. Do you have something else to say about this? Because I'd like to hear. There's got to be dirty secrets. She can't be perfect. I mean sure she's got gorgeous hair, and her body? Whew. But what's her dark secret?" he asked leaning forward, a half smirk on his face. He was the friendly one.

"She's a theif. She always has been. Stealing time, money, and resources from those who need it. She's a waste of air." The small man growled, angry. Tony sat back. "She's a sneak, lieing and always getting in the way. She ruined my life the little bitch." Tony frowned. He could feel the anger from behind him, and turned a little. Behind the glass Ziva had a hand on Gibbs shoulder.

"Gibbs. Let Tony work. Killing the man won't give her justice. She doesn't need the man dead, she needs to know that he is brought to justice." Ziva said calmly.

Tony turned back to look at the man. "I shot at her, I stalked her, she deserves to die for what she did to me!" Tony smiled, darkly.

"Thank you Mr. Mires. That's all we needed. She's a good woman you know. Not many get as far as her, and with that much control. I wouldn't question her abilities, even under the stress you put her under. I have no doubt that if there had been a stressful situation Col. Crane would have pulled through and locked her emotions down to get even you out of the building. She's not a bad woman. You're the one who's tried to ruin her." With that Tony got up and left taking the papers with him. The screams from inside made him whine once he closed the door. Gibbs opened the other one a moment later. Tony nodded. "We have him boss. He's lost. We should tell Crane." Gibbs nodded.

"I'll go. Wrap this up DiNozzo, and don't mess up." Gibbs said with a slight grin. Tony nodded.

"R-right boss. Will do. Come on Ziva, lets get this finished up." He was disappointed to come up and find the women gone, mainly Hellyn. Good thing he'd gotten her number.

Gibbs was outside and calling McGee rather quickly. "Boss they are in the air. Or about to be. You never told me to not let them go up for a training session, I wasn't sure how to stop them. Tori got excited and Hellyn wanted to get up in the air as well. What was I supposed to do? Tell them no?" McGee was blabbering.

"McGEE! Where are you?" snarled gibbs through the phone.

"Bolling Air Force Base. I asked them to wait to take off until you are here." Gibbs nodded.

"Good. I'll be there soon." He said as he closed the phone and yanked the door open of his truck. He could still drive fast with it. He got to the base quickly and got out. He could see two very different planes on the tarmac. F-A18 Super Hornet, and F-22 Raptor. The F-22 was behind the F-A18. The beautiful jets were running, but it seemed they were going through a checklist. He saw McGee and headed towards them, flashing his badge.

"Boss. Good." He motioned to the head jet, and it started up faster. The F-22 was right behind. The navy jet was larger, but beautiful. The f-22 was equally as beautiful. The F-a18 taxied forward and took off, it's powerful engines rocking the world around them. Gibbs blinked as he realized how close they were. The backwash nearly nocked him off his feet. Suddenly the big jet was in the air, circling. Then the f-22 took off. Her powerful engines also creating a backwash. She was up as well.

The two jets were suddenly dancing. The pair of them showing off. Gibbs glanced at McGee. This was impressive, especially when side by side, inches from each other, they swept by about a hundred feet above them, then they broke apart. The two jets were impressive as they started a kind of game. They were pretending the other was the enemy. And they were painting each other with their targets. Even he could see it. The F-22 had the better design, at least for the dog fight. But more than once it looked like the F-18 would win. The F-18 pilot was good, but the F-22 pilot was better. The movements of the F-22 were teasing. The pilot was begging the F-18 to try anything. To try to attack her. Finally the F-18 got behind the F-22 and stayed put. The F-22 couldn't shake the Navy Jet, but she wasn't going to get shot down. Suddenly the plane came to a full stall, and fell, back wards and down, falling fast behind the F-18, and then suddenly started up again, shot up behind the F-18 and even Gibbs could tell the Air Force jet one that fight.

The F-22 sped up and cruised next to the other jet, as if the two were talking. Then the pair moved as one, with the F-22 behind. They buzzed the base twice, flying by the control tower once, reminding Gibbs of Topgun, which of course he was sure they were emulating before they buzzed over McGee, Gibbs, and the Air Force personell that were with them. Then they came in for a landing, the F-18 going in first, followed by the F-22. Gibbs started to move as the two jets came to a stop and shut down. The F-18 pilot was out of her jet faster. Hellyn had her helmet of and her jumpsuit and harness didn't look bad on her. In fact even Gibbs would have to call her sexy as she laughed, jumping down and giving a thumbs up to the F-22 pilot. He saw her take off her helmet inside the cockpit. The cockpit lifted and the brunet climbed out, steping onto the wing to check something. "The left wing was having more drag that usual. Check that will you?" she asked to one of the Airmen around her jet. She looked better. She looked… in control, and not afraid. Hellyn walked up next to him as he stopped far enough away that they wouldn't consider him a threat.

"She's always like this after a flight. She's better after being in a jet. I don't know what she'll do once she retires. She won't be able to play with her babies any more." Hellyn said with a laugh. "That's what she needed. Whew. I though I had her there more than once. She's good. And she had drag? That explains it. Hey! Tori!" she called running forward. The green jumpsuit, harness and messed up brown hair didn't retract from Gibbs opinion of her. She turned to look at Hellyn, a smile on her face. "Can't believe you won again! I'm the better pilot!"

"Oh no you aren't! You know that I beat you. I've got the better jet, I've got the better resources. Air Force darlin'. Air Force. This is what we do best. This is how I fly. You fly off air craft carriers, I fly off the ground and can go longer distances. Short range to long range? I win. I always win." Tori's answer was quick and playful, she hugged her friend. She still hadn't seen the other's, but that was to be expected. "But you almost had me there a couple of times. But only a couple." She added, leaning back to look up at her friend.

"You did good. You know Imma Topgun, so being bested? Not easy." Hellyn said with a grin. She laughed as Tori got distracted by Gibbs. She let the smaller woman go and stepped back, rolling her eyes. She moved to stand next to McGee. "And of course she's a romantic." She sniggered as Tori hugged Gibbs.

Gibbs wrapped his arms around her. "We got the confession." He murmured into her hair.

"I don't really care about that Jethro." She said leaning back.

"You should. Your still going to have to appear in court."

"And I will have a pile of paperwork at my office. Air Force is all about the paperwork. Go Chair Power." She said pulling away as someone said something about her jet. "No. I told you it was dragging. Your going to argue with me? I know how to fly a jet, especially that one. The right wing was dragging!" she said glaring at the Airman who said there was nothing wrong. "Go over it again. I know when my plane isn't working." Gibbs could see her getting agitated, and from the reactions of the Airmen, she was a bit more angry than usual. He grabbed her arm.

"Victoria, relax. They'll get it fixed." He watched her. Her anger was plapable. He glanced at Hellyn, who nodded walking up.

"Alright Tori. Change, food, bed. In that order. You have not slept enough. And I think I'm gonna have to ask you to not work for a week or so. You comin'?" Hellyn asked looking at Gibbs and McGee. "not that we gals need protection, but ya know." She grinned drawling as she dragged her friend inside and to the lockerroom. They were stopped by Riley.

"You ok Tori?" he asked hugging her and picking her up. "I got a call about some wild pilots. You nearly flew over the no fly zone." Riley said admonishing her.

"I'm fine Riley. Sorry to worry you. Obviously you told them it was a training excersize." She said as he put her down. She shook her head at him, glancing at Jethro, who looked… less than happy. She rolled her eyes. She wasn't his yet. "At least you stayed out of trouble, Don't know what Jen would think if I let you get hurt." She said before slipping past him and into the locker room. Riley eyed McGee and Gibbs.

"You sure she's ok?" he asked Gibbs. The older man shook his head slightly. "Damn. You got him though?"

"Yep."

"Did he say anything?"

"Yep."

"Can you say anything else?"

"Yep."

"Ah. And you work with him?"

"He's Gibbs." McGee smiled a bit as he watched the tall man. He was built like a football player. "I'm Timothy McGee." He said holding out his hand.

"Riley Anderson. At least right now. I'm not on duty. Well… I should go. Gotta date, I just had to check on Tori. While she may have been charged with keeping me alive, I was charged with keeping her from doing something stupid. Damn libra, just can't seem to remember that she could get hurt ." He rolled his eyes, then tossed off a half-assed salute. "Bye." With that he walked off. McGee frowned glancing at Gibbs.

Before he could speak, Victoria and Hellyn came out. They had duffle bags, and looked… well like civilians. Hellyn had her navy shirt on, but victoria had changed her shirt to a green blouse. She was laughing at something Hellyn had said. McGee couldn't help but agree with Tony that both women were extremely attractive. One tall and blond, with piercing blue eyes and an edge that was a turn off for McGee himself, but Tony? She was a challenge. The smaller, darker woman was obviously quieter, but there was depths there. And a balance. A kind of hero that hid in the shadows and did the work from behind closed doors, never taking recognition for what she'd done, and letting the other stars out shine her. That at least was apparent. Even if Hellyn outranked her, the blond still cooled it when Victoria said something. Not to say that both women weren't powerful in their own rights, but Victoria was the viper. Or as her call sign was, Dark Phoenix. Hidden until needed, then faded away. He never wanted to be the object of her anger. She'd never leave him be, he had no doubt.

"What are you staring at Tim?" Tori's voice made him smile.

"Sorry, lost in thought, Tony wanted me to call and let him know if you guys were ok." He said with a nod as he pulled out his cellphone and called Tony.

Hellyn smirked. "So I was thinking McDonalds. Easy, quick." She laughed. The glare from Tori was just precious. "yeah I know. Only good if your in a real hurry. We could head over to my place. I've got stuff. Or we could go find some Italian place. What do ya say?" Hellyn was making sure to stay near, mainly to erk her friend, who was glaring at her. "Oh come ON tori! It's not like I'm gonna be annoying."

"Or you could take me up on my offer. Dinner?" Gibbs could see that Victoria had a short fuse at this point. She frowned as if indecisive.

"Yes. Yes she'd love to go. It's not that hard of a decition hon. Now go. Have fun. Don't get in to much trouble. I have paperwork to do." With that the tall blond left. Tori glared at her, as Gibbs came up and wrapped his arms around her, taking her bag from her.

"Hey!" She cried reaching for it as he put it over his shoulder.

"Ah ah." She frowned at him, and grumbled. He chuckled. "You don't need to carry everything. Plus I think you left a few things behind. There's a purse in my truck." She blinked.

"You have truck?" that actually made him laugh. "What? I didn't realize you DROVE a truck. I was thinking sports car." She grinned as she walked out of the door, leaving him chuckling. This was going to be a very interesting day wasn't it?