It's almost time for the things that authors from school hate: EXAMS! Exams are coming and instead of studying, I decided to do this. Actually, I had it done last night and only got around to it this morning. Anyways, here's the next chapter. In the double digits now! :)

Chapter 10

Harry was bouncing in excitement. He was going home with Gibbs today. He was looking at his sketch that he finished last night. It was Kelly and Harry sitting and smiling while a ball was in the air between them. Harry smiled at the sketch. Kelly would always ask him to draw her in her princess costume during Halloween. Harry smiled as he would sometimes take out the sketches whenever he was feeling upset or lonely.

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Harry was getting impatient. He never was patient. Kelly would sometimes call him Speedy Gonzales. Harry would retort and call her cousin Slowpoke. Kelly would then wrestle him whenever he said that. Smiling now, Harry put his hands behind his head. Wondering where Jean was (it was after 8), Harry got out of bed and got dressed in clothes that Gibbs gave him for today, and started towards the door when he heard shots. Harry froze and was hoping that he was just hearing things again.

Deciding to take a peak, Harry slowly opened the door until he could see. Immediately, he closed the door and leaned against the wall taking deep breaths. Looking around the room, Harry didn't see a way out of his situation. Groaning quietly, Harry decided that magic was his only option. 'Hedwig is going to kill me,' he thought.

Taking his sketch and stuffing it in his pocket, Harry decided to cast a disillusionment spell that would hold for two minutes. Deciding to take his chance, Harry was about to step forward when shadows appeared by his door. 'Shit.' Harry bit his lip and lifted the spell. It wouldn't do if he appeared from mid air.

Looking around for anything to help him with, the door burst open and two men wearing ski masks came into the middle of the room. Taking that as his cue to run, Harry ran into the halls looking for the exit. When another one came from the stairs, Harry ran in the opposite direction. Two shots rang out, barely missing Harry. Running faster (and thanking his good luck that his ankle healed), Harry ran to the nearest stairwell while jumping over the railing. He landed but had to take a breather from the long fall (and thankful for no broken bones).

Harry ran through the door and found he was on the second floor. Running down the hallways, Harry found himself face to face with another one of the mad men. Backing up, Harry kicked the man's gun that skidded away. Harry took the man's temporary shock to give him some time to run to the ground floor. Running into another stairwell, Harry went for the exit door when he skidded to a stop when he saw a trip wire. 'Bloody hell? Are all the doors wired?' Deciding not to take a chance to see if these were fake or not, Harry ran to the door that leads into the cafeteria, not watching where he was going. He almost tripped when he saw another person coming from the way he was running. Turning around, Harry saw someone else. Looking for an exit, Harry knew he was trapped. 'Oh yes, Hedwig is going to kill me.'

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Ziva woke up at around 7 and jumped out of bed. Quickly dressing and getting her weapons, she dashed out of her apartment and into her car. Almost breaking the speed limit, Ziva was trying to call Gibbs. "Figlio di una cagna!" she swore. Deciding to go faster, Ziva made it to NCIS in almost record timing.

Hoping that someone would be there, she quickly got in the elevator while tapping her foot in impatience. When the elevator finally went off, Ziva almost ran out and was relieved that Tony was there.

"Tony!" she yelled. Tony looked up with a puzzled expression.

"Yes Ziva?" Ziva took a breath.

"You know how I said the bombs were arranged so that there wouldn't be any survivors on board?"

"Yeah."

"There are three. One is in the care of a federal agent and the other two are at a public hospital."

"Meaning?"

"Tony!" Ziva said in frustration.

"If the bombs were planted with such care so that no one survived, and you were the one who planted them. Wouldn't you want a clean job."

"Oh. Oh," Tony said.

"Tell me you've called Gibbs."

"I couldn't reach him."

"Try again. I'll get McGee." The two were quickly dialing on the phones. Tony got McGee on first.

"McGee."

"McGee, we might have a situation at the hospitals."

"What kind...one minute."

"McGee!" Tim didn't answer.

"Um, Tony, you may want to turn on the news." Tony turned on the T.V that had a reporter in front of the Children's National Medical Center.

"Oh shit, this isn't good. Ziva, we need to leave. Now." Ziva looked up from her phone where it was ringing.

"I'll explain on the way." Tony picked up the phone again.

"McGee, are there any LEO's there yet?"

"Not sure yet. I'm ten minutes away."

"We'll meet you there in 15." Tony quickly hung up while Ziva grabbed her coat. They both ran to the elevator while Tony was explaining what McGee was telling him.

"What about the other hospital? With Emily? She would be an easy target because of her coma."

"Great, I'll call and hope that they'll pick up." Tony was back on the phone with the front desk.

"A nurse just went in to check on her so she'll be fine."

"I hope so Tony. I really do." Getting off the elevator, Ziva threw Tony the keys and quickly got in one of the cars. Tony started it up and had the sirens going on it. With the sirens and the speed Tony was going ('and he thought my driving was bad?' Ziva thought), they made it to the Medical Center in ten minutes.

McGee was already talking with some of the saw them coming and ran over to them.

"What do we have?" Tony asked while checking his gun.

"Unknown number of assailants in the building and unknown number of hostages. The LEO's that are following on the camera's before they were down showed them going to the fourth floor."

"Isn't that where Harry's room is?"

"Then I guess these people are going after the three of them." Ziva said.

"Ziva thinks that there were suppose to be no survivors and the terrorists want a clean job."

"Makes sense." McGee said. One of the LEO's came over.

"The doors have trip wires everywhere."

"Did they do the windows?" Ziva asked.

"Only the first floor ones that we can see."

"We need a way in. If I can get in, I can try and disable one of the doors."

"Or, all three of us go in while McGee can disable them cause we need you with those skills you have."

"Thanks for the complement Tony." He shrugged.

"Where's the nearest window?"

"Second floor."

"Damn." Ziva said.

"Anyone have a ladder?"

" The fire trucks are on their way."

"How long?"

"5 minutes."

"Ziva, try calling Gibbs again. There's no way he should have his phone off."

"Or I'm right here." Gibbs came jogging up behind them. Getting held up by the director made him in a foul mood then getting a message saying to get down to the Medical Center.

"What do we have?"

"Not much intel yet. Doors are wired from the inside but we don't think the windows are so we're waiting for the trucks to come with a ladder so we can get in. McGee would then get to the doors and start disabling the wires while me and Ziva were going to look for hostages."

"Do we know why they're here."

"Harry." Ziva said simply.

"The bombs were arranged so there would be no survivors and send out a message. So because there were three survivors, I'm guessing they wanted a clean job but-"

"One was in my care while the other two are out in the open." They heard a shot coming in from the bottom floor when the fire truck came. Gibbs went up to the driver and directed her to the window they want. It took ten minutes for the ladder to be ready. Ziva climbed on first and used her knife to open the window while making sure that there were no wires. Satisfied, Ziva and Tony lifted the windows.

"Feel like they're made of lead." Tony said when the window finally opened.

"Come on," she whispered. Landing on her feet, Ziva took a quick look around before pulling her gun out. Tony did the same while Gibbs and McGee came through. They both looked around before Gibbs gestured to McGee to start cutting the wires by any door. McGee nodded and left. Gesturing to Tony, the two left Ziva to her own devices.

Deciding to go to Harry's room, Ziva quietly ran to the nearest door when a bullet almost grazed her. Turning around, she let out a couple before the man was on the ground. Quickly pushing the door open, Ziva found three men pointing their weapons at her. Getting away from the door, Ziva had her back against the wall while peaking through the window. After hearing some muffled words exchanged, silence fell on her. Deciding to try again, Ziva found one man guarding the stair way and the other two heading up one more flight. Pulling out her silencer gun, Ziva quickly shot the man before he knew what was going on.

Grimacing, Ziva ran up the stairs and heard shots and a door bursting open. Ziva quickened her step but found a boy running away and heard another shot aimed at him. Ziva shot the man in the back but quickly went for cover when two more showed up. She let off another shot but missed. Finding that she was out, Ziva put her silencer gun away and brought out her regular. Firing off a shot, the two men started shooting back at her. Taking cover behind a corner, Ziva reloaded her gun. When she aimed again, they were gone.

"Dammit!" she swore. Running into the direction they took off in, Ziva found the stairwell and went after them. She saw them go to the ground floor, Ziva jumped over the railing onto the second floor and ran down the rest of the way. She saw them heading to the cafeteria where she saw Harry cornered and had four guns trailing on him. Deciding that desperate times were calling for desperate measures, Ziva pointed her gun to the ceiling and let off a shot.

Harry dropped to the ground and swept one man's legs from under him and had enough momentum to get up again and took off running. Ziva quickly let off another few rounds. She saw that she got a couple of them but the others were taking off after Harry. She pressed her ear bud in.

"McGee, when can we get reinforcements?"

"Another minute. That's all I need."

"Well hurry. I found Harry but he has a couple guys after him. Heard anything from Gibbs or DiNozzo?"

"Nothing yet. Got it!" Ziva grinned while taking off after Harry. She saw Harry run towards the door and turned at the last minute and ran for another minute. The next thing she saw, made Ziva blink. Harry lifted his hand and a spark came from the door, blasting it. Ziva went behind a desk from the intensive heat. When the heat cooled down, she saw all the door burst open and the glass was completely shattered. 'Guess they were all connected.' Ziva went forward, weary of the small fires and found both bodies of the shooters. She couldn't find Harry though.

"Ziva. Ziva?"

"Yeah?"

"Found Harry yet?"

"Found him then lost him. One of the doors were tripped and all of them exploded. I have two more bodies but Harry disappeared."

"Find him Ziva."

"Yes Gibbs." Ziva was walking though the wreckage, hoping to find him.

"Harry!" she called. She walked slowly until she found a shadow.

"Harry, you can come out now," she said softly. Ziva saw the black hair sticking out before his face. It was all red from the heat with some minor cuts and a deep one in his forearm. Harry was shaking pretty badly.

"Harry," she called again, offering her hand. Harry took it slowly and came out. She wrapped her arm around his shoulder.

"Gibbs? Found him." She could almost hear the sigh of relief.

"Bring him out through the door McGee was cutting."

"Got it. Come on Harry."

"I hate hospitals," Harry muttered. Ziva laughed.

"That makes two of us."

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Gibbs was walking around with the doctors that weren't in shock, start patching up different people.

"Gibbs!" Gibbs turned around and Ziva had a shaking Harry beside her. He looked up at him and ran towards Gibbs. Harry wrapped his arms around him and was still shaking pretty badly.

"It's fine Harry. You're alright." Gibbs ran a hand through Harry's hair while the poor child was still shaking. Gibbs looked over at Ziva.

"How's Emily?"

"Before you got here Tony called the hospital and they sent a nurse to check on her."

"That's good." Gibbs led Harry towards one of the ambulances. The paramedics were fussing over Harry, who was scowling at it. He winced when they pulled the glass from his arm. Gibbs saw that Harry was about to fall asleep when they were doing up the stitches. When Harry was released with a couple other stitches, Gibbs led him to his car.

"We're going to headquarters."

"Alright." Gibbs was about to say something when his phone went off.

"Yeah, Gibbs. When? Alright. We're coming over now." Gibbs frowned.

"Ziva, can you take Harry back to headquarters? And tell Ducky we need him at Emily's hospital." Ziva's eyes widened when Gibbs said the last part in a whisper.

"Alright. How long ago?"

"About an hour ago."

"But that was when Tony called."

"Ziva, just do it." Gibbs said in a tired voice. Ziva nodded and gestured to Harry.

"Come on, we're going to headquarters. Maybe you can hang out with Abby."

"In her lab?"

"If you ask, I'm sure she won't mind." Harry gave a small smile as she led him to the car. Gibbs sighed as he went over to the LEO.

"Any of the suspects survive?"

"One."

"Bring him over to NCIS when you've finished here."

"Yes sir."

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Ziva kept glancing sideways to her passenger. Harry has been very quiet during the ride and was trying to say something. Every time she's about to comment, it would seem better if she kept quiet. The silence was finally bothering her when she said the first thing that came to mind.

"Aiden's with the director." Harry looked over at her.

"Really? That's cool. Can I see him?"

"I'm pretty sure Director Sheppard would love someone else looking after Aiden then her. She's almost behind her paper work as it is. Cases upon cases are being piled on her desk and with a toddler it's hard to handle such a load."

"Would she mind if I take him for a while? I would stay inside the building." Ziva looked over.

"If you ask." They pulled into the parking lot and the two of them got out. Harry's arm had a small fracture so the cast could come off and get it wrapped instead.

"Entrance is this way." Ziva guided Harry towards the entrance where she got him a visitors pass.

"Don't take it off," she whispered to him. Harry just clipped the badge on while Ziva led him to the elevator. After being scanned, they got in the elevator. Harry never really liked small places after being in a cupboard for years. Harry closed his eyes and started taking slow, deep breaths trying to calm himself.

"Harry?"

"I hate small spaces," was his reply. Ziva just looked at him. The elevator went off and Harry almost ran out. Ziva calmly walked out and gestured to Harry.

"We'll go and see the director. She's been wanting to meet the boy who Gibbs lets get away with anything."

"Really? That's news to me because I recall Kelly and I being grounded for a week after we dyed one of Gibbs' shirt purple. Then another time we were in trouble because Kelly punched a couple boys at school for throwing rocks at a dog and I, ah," Harry raised his hand and nervously ran his fingers through his hair. "I knocked out one of the boys who were going to punch Kelly for disturbing them and calling her a Yankee." Ziva raised an eyebrow.

"But there were things that Gibbs never found out and I intend to keep it that way."

"Not tell Jethro about what?"

"Director. Harry, this is Director Jenny Sheppard of NCIS."

"Nice to meet you." Harry shook Jenny's hand.

"Nice to meet you finally Harry. You gave us a bit of a scare a few days ago and this morning." Harry gave an apologetic smile.

"What can I say? I live for action." A small cry interrupted what Jenny was about to say. A small head peeked around her legs.

"Up! Up!" Aiden held his arms in the air towards Harry. He chuckled and picked up the toddler who squealed in delight of being spun in the air. Harry decided to just tune out the conversation. He didn't think he needed to know so Harry just concentrated on not dropping Aiden who likes being upside down. Harry got tapped on the shoulder and almost lost his grip on Aiden.

"Yes?"

"The Director said that as long as you stay in the building, you can go wherever you want as long as you ask before opening the door. The bottom level is Ducky's autopsy room. He's not here so it'll probably be closed. Abby's lab is one level above Ducky's so you can go there. Just don't bother the agents."

"What am I? Five?" Harry didn't get an answer as Ziva already left.

"I can see now why Jethro liked you so much." Harry spun around.

"Who? Me? I'm just a boy who gets into trouble."

"Not just that. I've noticed that since you announced you were coming to America, Jethro has lightened up a bit and smiles more."

"Director-"

"Please, call me Jenny. Director makes me feel like the higher ups are getting me into trouble."

"Ok, Jenny," Harry tested, "were, were you here when Kelly and Shannon were killed?"

"No. No one knew but Jethro's mentor, Mike Franks we only found out a few months ago. A Mexican drug cartel killed the driver that was protecting Shannon and Kelly while Jethro was in Desert Storm. Shannon wanted to testify and was put into witness protection."

"They both died in the car crash. That's all I was told."

"Gibbs was in a coma right after and when he came back to America, he joined NCIS, although it was called NIS at the time."

"Well, I don't know what to say. I mean, all I knew was that they died in a car crash and that's it." 'Almost like my parents.'

"Thank you, Jenny." Harry went to leave when he heard Jenny call his name.

"What happened to your parents?"

"They were murdered." Harry turned and left.

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"…and this is my baby that took Bertha's place when she was fried a few years ago, and this, is my ballistics lab." Abby was showing Harry around with Aiden clapping his hands. Abby was surprised that Harry came down, but enjoyed it anyways. So, he was getting the 'Grand Abby Tour," as she calls it. They were just finishing up when McGee came back in. He was startled when he saw Harry there.

"Hey McGee. I was just giving Harry the tour. Have anything for me?"

"Sorry Abby, not yet." Abby looked like someone just kicked her puppy.

"But, everything's coming in an hour." Abby's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. Harry raised an eyebrow at this.

"Any hits on the pictures yet?"

"No," Abby sighed as she pulled them up.

"It's getting frustrating although they're all done." She pulled up multiple pictures and Harry almost yelled. One of the pictures was Lucius Malfoy. Harry felt some colour drain from his face.

"'ry,'ry!" Harry felt a small hand against his cheek.

"Sorry Aiden." He started bouncing his knee while Aiden was giggling all the way. McGee was looking at him.

"Harry? Are you alright?" Harry wasn't sure if he should tell them or not. Gibbs trusted them. After a minute of debating, Harry said, "I know that man."

Hehe, I wonder what will happen?