"A security breech, Leon? How does someone break into the agency!" Gibbs yelled once the office door closed.

"I don't know, Jethro. The press –"

"Screw the effin press!" Gibbs yelled before lowering his voice, "Leon, Ziva is hurt. Do you see the fear behind her eyes? She is a strong girl. I am already having enough trouble trying to get her back on her game. She needs to know she is safe here."

"And Ms. Sciuto," Vance added while fixing the paperwork on his desk, "You don't seem so worried about her."

"I know if I tell Abby it is fine she'll believe me. Abby trusts me to handle things. Ziva needs to handle things on her own or she won't calm down," Gibbs explained, "Vance, I need – "

Gibbs demands were cut off by the ring from Vance's phone, which Vance answered immediately, "Vance… yes… he is with me, we're on our way." Vance put the phone down and opened the second drawer of his desk, pulling out a gun and loading it, "They found his car."

"NCIS STEP OUT OF THE VEHICLE," Gibbs called. It was a large and empty parking lot of a mall. The parking lot itself was two stories and it was like a maze. Gibbs knew Vance was to his left and McGee was behind him, but the rest of his team was lost in parking garage. Gibbs only hopped Tony was smart enough to stick with Ziva.

A man stepped out of the car with his hands raised and Gibbs recognized him at once: Woodly. His finger itched to pull the trigger but Vance's voice took over and Gibbs followed his lead for once, "Place your weapon on the ground and put your hands behind your head Woodly."

The gun was being lowered when the sound of gunshots spilt the silence. A loud echo followed in Tony's voice, "Ziva!"

Vance did not move but Gibbs ran to the door across the parking lot and took the stairs up two at a time. When he pulled the door open to the second floor, he could see Tony on the floor holding Ziva. A man was laying face down with a bullet wound in his chest.

"Ziva!" Gibbs called as he ran over.

"She's alright boss," Tony said quickly, taking a step back to show Gibbs that she was not hurt.

"What happened, DiNozzo?"

"I don't know, I didn't see," Tony answered. Ziva was kneeling on the floor running her fingers through her hair.

"There were two of them and one, the one I shot, raised a gun. I said to lower it but he would not," Ziva whispered.

Gibbs walked over and examined the scene, "Ziva, give me your gun."

"What?"

"You're gun, Ziva. Now," Gibbs repeated.

"Boss," Tony said in a low tone, clearly taking Ziva's side.

"There is no gun on him, DiNozzo," Gibbs whispered before Tony could argue. Ziva handed Gibbs her gun reluctantly, "And your spare." Ziva pulled a second gun out and handed it to him. Gibbs rolled his eyes, "All of your spares David." Ziva pulled a third gun out of her boot and a fourth that was hidden in her shirt as McGee and Vance came up through the staircase.

"The shots gave him opportunity to run. He got away," Vance said, "Everything alright here?"

"Perfect," Tony said bitterly, helping Ziva up and leading her to the car, "Just perfect."