Tony broke into a coughing fit so Abby started to pat his back. Tony winced, so Abby stopped, feeling guilty that she might have caused her friend pain. "Are you okay, Tony?" she asked softly. Meanwhile, Gibbs brought over a plastic cup of water and handed it to Tony. "Drink", he ordered. Tony did as he was told while Gibbs comforted Abby.
As Gibbs looked on, Abby, Ducky, McGee, and Ziva were checking Tony over to make sure that he was okay. Eventually, Ducky gave the all clear and allowed Tony to proceed with the rest of his tale.
"When I eventually woke up, I realize that I'm laying down somewhere. I've got this bandage on my arm, although it doesn't take me long to find out that the stuff they injected in my arm before was some kind of muscle relaxant. Anyway, I doze off for a couple of minutes or hours, I can't remember, but the next time I wake up Jones comes in". Gibbs growled at this. Ziva wrapped her arms more protectively around Tony while shooting daggers at the two FBI Agents, as were McGee and the Director.
Tony looked around at his team and the surrounding NCIS Agents listening attentively. Making sure that Fornell and Sacks weren't trying to slip away, Tony coughed once, embarrassed, before continuing. "Well, I guess you know what happened next." He looks down, skipping over the event that causes his stomach to curl in disgust.
Gibbs, noticing Tony's reluctance to continue, gently squeezed his shoulder in solidarity, which allowed Tony to muster up the courage to continue. "The next thing I remember is being in pain, and then it all goes away. I must have nodded off or something, because I wake up next and feel a different kind of worked over, but in a weird sort of way. I felt sick, went to throw up until I realized I was sitting on a chair with some dude sitting in front of me staring".
Tony stopped talking for a moment then remembered that the guy was talking to someone on the phone. Looking back towards Gibbs, he told them what he could remember. "All I can remember is that he was saying something about numbers and owing money and that he'll get them from me." A cold, uneasy feeling filled Gibbs's gut. They were missing something, and he couldn't help thinking that Tony had just given them the biggest clue yet they were unable to figure it out.
Looking towards McGee, Tony sent a black rectangle through the air. Catching it, McGee looked in his hand and realized it was a phone. Turning towards his desk he looked back at Tony. "This the phone he used?" Tony nodded. "I'll get a search started". Setting the phone down on his desk, McGee decided that making sure Tony was ok was more important. As McGee powered up his computer, he turned back to Tony "Tony. You okay, man?" Tony gave McGee a brief nod before turning back to Ziva.
"Oh yeah, that reminds me, I got a present for you Ziva. Can I go and get it please? It's important." Gibbs looked confused before nodding, smiling at his Senior Field Agent acting like a kid. "Sure DiNozzo." Gibbs watched as Tony trotted off to the stair well and vanished through the doors.
While he was gone, the Director had come back in with the Directors of the FBI and Mossad. Mossad Director David smiled at his daughter and went to stand beside her. Ziva greeted her father. "Shalom. Why are you here?" Her expression was neutral yet her voice sounded surprised.
"Shalom, Ziva. I got a message demanding my presence today saying that I would get something I had wanted for a while now. Of course, I came to see how you are as well. I heard about your teammate Agent DiNozzo, and I am sorry." Ziva chuckled. "Your contacts are slow Abba. Tony is here. In fact, he is bringing me a present; he is just getting it now ".
Everyone who was in the squad room fell quiet as they heard Tony talking to someone before gasping as they heard him speaking in Hebrew. "Oh shut up will you. Seriously, I have someone who is really looking forward to meeting you." To the surprise of everyone, including the recent additions to the group, Tony walked back in dragging a limping and protesting Amir with him.