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The Chrysler pulled up outside the apartment block in the centre of Washington DC. The door closed as McGee climbed out of the car. Ziva closed her door and the two of them made their way silently into the apartment. Walking into the elevator McGee turned to Ziva. "Well this should be interesting." As the elevator rose.

Ziva looked at him surprised by his first words since they left the office. "What do you mean?"

"I mean!" McGee smiled at her, "Tony entered a house by throwing a rock and using a credit card to get in of two separate occasions." The elevator stopped and McGee barely notice her facial expression at Tony's name being mentioned. He continued trying to help her not dwell on the fact that Tony had hurt her. "Kate, had me help her climb a roof and get into the house by an open window." He paused the memory of Kate still a sore subject. Ziva cocked her eyebrow at him. He blushed and recovered as the elevator doors opened. "Gibbs he just picked the lock."

They reached the door and Ziva gave him a sly smile. As she pulled back the welcome mat and pulled the key off the ground. Sliding the key into the lock. "Now you know!"

They walked into the apartment McGee sliding on a pair of gloves and headed into the bedroom. He began to open draws and sifted through the clothes that were in the cupboard. He walked out of the bedroom. McGee turned his head both ways as he glanced in each room. "Ziva?"

"In here." Ziva's voice said from down the hall. McGee headed towards the room she was in, he glanced in and looked at her she was staring at a picture. "What do you make of the picture?" Ziva said looking over her shoulder at him.

McGee stared at the picture. It was a painting of a village set in the highlands of a particular place. It had a look of an Asian village to it. "I don't see anything unusual with the image."

"Really?" Ziva smiled and pulled on side of the picture back. It swung wide to reveal a hole that held the tactical webbing in it. She smiled and pulling the webbing from the wall and slid it into an evidence bag. "Let's get this back to Abby." She walked to the door and turned. "You can call Gibbs!"

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The briefing room was small but his mind wasn't on the room or Fornell or Gunnery Sergeant Clinton who were talking quietly between themselves. Tony's mind was focussed on how he could apologise to Ziva and try and win her friendship back. Even if they were only friends he didn't care. As long as he was part of her life he wouldn't mind.

"DiNotzo!" Fornell's voice penetrated his mind.

Tony shook his head. "Sorry." Fornell gave him a glare that reminded him of Gibbs.

"Sergeant Clinton here will explain your training schedule." Fornell said nodding at the Gunnery Sergeant.

"Right!" DiNozzo nodded as he turned his attention to the Gunnery Sergeant.

"To begin with Agent DiNozzo." Gunnery Sergeant Clinton said looking at Tony. "Your training will consist of four weeks. Generally a Marines training period takes as long as three months. We have to break down three months into three week. The last week will be specialist training." Clinton paused he was aware that Tony not with him. "Agent DiNozzo."

Tony shook his head. "Sorry Gunny." He glanced at Fornell who glared again at him. His desire to be once again part of Ziva's life was growing with every moment. "Continue."

Sergeant Clinton continued. "The first week I'll be working on your physical workouts, lots of weights, runs and swims. I'll be pushing you till you collapse and then keep you'll going I'll push you so hard you'll think you've ended up in hell. Most Marines spend a whole month. I'll be continually working with you on you muscle development every morning after the first week. The second week I'll run you through the chain of command, weapons training, tactics, signals, basic Marine knowledge and Marine Corp history in the afternoon. The third week we'll continue our morning physical training. In the afternoon you'll be working with a team of Marines on the obstacle courses and capture and hold missions you'll learn to work in a team. The final mission in training which is to lead your team to take my command post. Which isn't easy for a normally trained Marine."

"What specialist training am I expected undertake?" Tony asked finally thinking straight once again.

Fornell interrupted the Sergeant before he could answer. "You'll be notified closer to the date, Dinotzo." He turned to Gunnery Sergeant Clinton. "I need to talk to DiNtozo privately John."

"Right Tobias." Sergeant Clinton nodded rose and walked to the door.

Fornell turned back to Tony as Sergeant Clinton left the room, producing a manila folder and opening it. "I have here you dossier. Your name is Alex Reed and you're a Corporal in B Company of the 2nd Battalion of the 1st Marine Corps. The real Alex Reed is serving time in Leavenworth in maximum security for eight years for illegal weapons deals. You'll be moved into Leavenworth minimum security for two months. Before your released, any questions DiNotzo?"

Fornell held out the folder and Tony took it and looked up nervously. "I don't have to have my head shaved right now, do I?"

Tobias Fornell stifled a smile. "No, next week when you move on base you will though."

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Gibbs parked the blue Chrysler and climbed out. Burley climbed shakily out of opened his door and stepped onto the pavement. Gibbs grinned as he walked round the car to Burley. Ahead of them stood the Pentagon's main entrance. "Come on, Stan" Gibbs said walking towards the entrance.

"Right behind you Boss." Stan said still recovering from Gibbs' dangerous driving.

The cell phone rang and Gibbs picked it up. "Yeah Gibbs?"

"Boss." McGee exclaimed.

"Spit it out McGee." Gibbs said exasperated.

There was a pause before McGee continued. "We've found the webbing boss. Ziva and I are taking it back to Abby. We found it in a large hole in the wall behind a painting."

"Good job McGee." Gibbs said then disconnected and turned to Burley colour returning to his face. "They've got the webbing. Lets go get Lee!"

The two of them walked up the steps into the main entrance of the Pentagon. Gibbs flicked his badge at the security guard. The guard checked his list the PDA in his hand. "Sorry sir, I can't allow you access."

"Jethro!" A man exclaimed from behind Stan and Gibbs.

Men turned to look at the newcomer. A Colonel in the Marine Corp and his nametag on the uniform read 'Schwartz'. Gibbs eyes widened. "Lieutenant!"

"Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Gunnery Sergeant, Sniper 'Desert Storm' 1992." Colonel Schwartz smiled as he glanced at Gibbs ID. "NCIS, you're moving up in the world."

"Look at you Sir." Gibbs said a genuine smile fixed on his face. "A Colonel!"

"Well, after Desert Storm it took me time to reach this rank." Schwartz said smiling at Gibbs. "I'm just a paper pusher now but it pays well." He looked around both Stan and Gibbs at the security guard. "It's alright Jackson they're with me."

"Yes sir." The security guard stepped back and Gibbs and Stan walked through the detector with their guns in their holsters.

Gibbs turned to Schwartz. "Sir, I can't thank you enough."

"I'll buy you a beer sometime Gunny and I've got a debt I still partly have settled remember?" Schwartz said. Gibbs mind flashed back to him over looking a canyon where a group of Marines were pinned down. The flash of his rifle muzzle as half a dozen Iraqi troops toppled from a fixed gun emplacement.

"Will do sir." Gibbs said shaking his hand.

"Oh, see that desk over there?" Schwartz said point to a desk.

Gibbs nodded and looked in that direction. "Yes Sir."

Schwartz gave a nod. "You'll get clearance for wherever you're planning on going."

"Thank you sir." Gibbs said as Schwartz gave a quick salute and walked towards the elevator.

Gibbs walked over to a desk in the lobby. Looking down at a red headed Army Lieutenant. "Special Agent Gibbs!" he flashed the ID and badge. "I need the office of Admiral Adrian Mercer, Special Forces executive SEAL Team coordinator."

"Yes sir." The Army Lieutenant said typing away at her computer. It took a few moments before the relevant information appeared on the screen. "Bravo wing, 2nd floor, office number B628."

"I'll also need clearance badges for that area too Lieutenant!" Gibbs said looking down at the red head.

"Yes sir." the Lieutenant said handing over two badges to Gibbs and Burley.

Taking the badge Gibbs walked away from the desk. Burley looked down at the Lieutenant and smiled that would have floored any woman. "Thanks."

"Stan!" Gibbs called back at him.

"Right with you Boss." Stan snatched up the badge and rushed to catch up. They walked quickly through the interior of the Pentagon arriving in Bravo wing. Gibbs glanced at the Security Guard and Metal detector. "Here we go again."

This time Gibbs flashed both his ID and badge and the security pass. "Gibbs NCIS."

"Which floor sir?" The security guard asked politely.

"Second." Burley said as he flashed his ID and badge as well.

They walked through the metal detector and over to the now opening doors of the elevator. Gibbs and Burley stepped into the elevator. It rose to the second floor. They both stepped out and a Marine in full dress uniform appeared. "ID and security clearance please, sir." Gibbs handed over his badge and ID. As did Burley. The Marine glanced at the clearance waved them through. "Thank you sirs." Gibbs and Burley walked down the hallway arriving and room B628. They knocked on the door and found themselves standing in a reception and Petty Officer Third Class.

The Petty Officer looked up. "Can I help, Sir?"

Gibbs looked down at the Petty Officer. Gibbs flashed ID and his badge. "Is Admiral Mercer in Petty Officer?"

"Yes Sir. He and his Aid are in their sir." Petty Officer said mouth open wide with shock as Gibbs pulled his weapon from his holster. "Sir, you can't go in there!"

Stan gave him a reassuring glance as he pulled his weapon from his holster. "Its ok Petty Officer." Stan and Gibbs stood on either side of the door. "Its all under control." Gibbs glanced at Stan who nodded back at him and placed his hand on the door handle. Stan flung the door open wide.

Admiral Mercer eyes widened as Gibbs and Burley burst into the room. "What is the meaning of this?"

Stan walked slowly behind Captain Lee his weapon pointed at his head. Gibbs pulled out his ID and badge. "Admiral, you have a sleeper in your midst."

Admiral Mercer looked at Captain Lee. "You, Richard?"

Captain Lee nodded looking down at his feet as Stan handcuffed his hands behind his back. "Yes Sir."

Stan hauled Captain Lee to his feet and led him out of the room. Gibbs looked at the Admiral who was gapping like a fish out of water. "If I were you I'd start looking for a new Aid, Skipper." Walking out of the door and closing it behind him.