Tony knew finally why Zoe had been acting strange. Gibbs had told him what Abby had found out that morning before he had left for work. He was waiting impatiently on the couch for his phone to ring so he could yell at Zoe. He didn't even care who or why, he just wanted to know what it was about him that made her cheat.

Hearing the door open, Tony called out, "Abby? I'm in the living room." He turned off the TV, but he didn't hear an answer. He found that odd for Abby, and was just about to call out again when he got an odd feeling. "Abby, that's not funny," he called as he grabbed the gun that Gibbs had left on the coffee table for him.

After a minute, Tony gripped the couch and climbed off it, ignoring the pain he was feeling. Holding the gun up as much as he could, Tony slowly walked to the living room door and peeked around the corner. The sight that greeted him made him back pedal so fast, he felt like he was going to fall.

"Zoe?" he asked.

"Hi Tony. How are those ribs?"

"Why did you let me get shot?"

"Because I wanted too."

"Because you were cheating on me? Who were you cheating with?"

"Your neighbour, Max. You know, he is so much kinder than you. He even wants to meet my parents."

"I'll deal with him later. I don't get it, Zoe. I've done nothing but make sure you were happy all the time. I never asked you for anything. When I did ask you to understand why I can't meet your parents yet, I told you why. I never open up to anyone, not even Gibbs, yet I let you see my vulnerable side. And you betrayed me." Tears poured from his eyes and he was almost doubling over in pain. He couldn't breathe properly, and his chest felt tight.

"Well then, let me fix that." Zoe reached behind her back and pulled a gun from her waistband. She pointed it at Tony. "It was nice knowing you, but time's up. Goodbye."

Zoe didn't get the chance to pull the trigger. Tony lifted the gun as best as he could and pulled the trigger, aiming for the hand holding the gun. But the bullet missed the target and hit her leg instead. Then he dropped to the floor, still holding the gun and barely conscious.

Abby jumped out of her car when she heard the gunshot. She grabbed the little gun that she had started carrying around lately and walked to the front door, looking in to find Zoe on the floor in the living room doorway. Abby could see that she was bleeding, but could also see that she was reaching for her gun that had dropped near her foot. Quickly running over, Abby kicked the gun away and pointed hers at Zoe, not intending to shoot, but just hoping to scare the woman enough to give her some time to find Tony.

"Abby?" came a small voice from behind her.

Turning, Abby spotted Tony on the living room floor. He was trying to talk, but it clearly was an effort for him.

"Tony." Abby took a few steps back and bent next to her friend. She took one look at his white face and his blue tinged lips, and took out her phone, calling 911.

"Abbs... Zoe..."

Abby looked over at Zoe and spotted her trying to get the gun again. She lifted her little gun and shot, her aim perfect. The bullet hit Zoe's hand and she screamed in pain. Abby ignored her and told the 911 operator she needed two ambulances. Then she gave the address and hung up to call Gibbs.

"Yeah, Abbs?" said Gibbs into her ear a moment later.

"Zoe's here. She tried to shoot Tony but Tony shot her first in the leg. She tried to shoot a second time and I shot her in the hand. I've called for two ambulances, but I think you, McGee and Bishop should get here ASAP."

"Why two ambulances?"

"Tony's barely conscious and he can't breathe properly. He's gone white and his lips are going blue, Gibbs." She was hiding her panic well.

Gibbs swore. "I'm on my way. Try and keep him awake Abbs, and, while you're with him, check his ribs. Ducky said that they hadn't moved when he checked yesterday, but I have a feeling they may have now. If the medics get there before me, tell them about the gunshot wound and his ribs, and let them know his history of lung issues."

"Okay. Just be quick." Abby put the phone in her pocket and turned back to Tony. She had been watching Zoe while she was on the phone, and the woman seemed to have stopped moving towards the gun just then. "Tony, I'm going to check your ribs, whether you like it or not." She put a hand under his shirt and pressed gently on the broken ribs. Her gasp was enough to tell everyone that the ribs were no longer sitting in place.

"Bishop, McGee! Let's go!" Gibbs shouted from the car. He saw the two agents running over.

"Boss? What's wrong? Did someone find her?" asked McGee.

"Zoe's been found, alright. By Abby."

"Abby's with Tony."

"Yes, she is. She found Zoe there too. Tony had shot her in the leg, and Abby shot her hand. Plus, Tony needs us."

"What's wrong with Tony?" Bishop asked.

"I'd say his ribs have probably damaged his lungs from what Abby told me."

No further explanation was needed. The three agents scrambled into the car, Gibbs put on his lights and siren, then they were speeding towards Gibbs' house.