McGee reached up and assessed the damage, mercifully he had only been hit in the arm. Even more mercifully Senior was a terrible shot. He was losing a pretty decent amount of blood but he would be OK. He pulled himself up and studied the scene before him. Abby was completely nude and Senior wore only boxer shorts. He pretty much knew right off the bat that the sex had been consensual since he doubted that a rape victim would have a huge grin on their face and giggling like a school girl. The room also reeked of marijuana and various alcoholic beverages. Bishop was fully clothed but not at all put off by what she was seeing. She also had a glowing tan and it was clear that her hair and nails had been done. Tony had passed out in his chair trying to save her and she was on vacation! By this point McGee wasn't sure if his nausea was coming from the pain and blood loss or the pure disgust. Back home and across the country agents and LEO's were putting their lives on the line searching for Bishop and Abby and they were on vacation. His blood boiled thinking about Tony so weak he was falling asleep just carrying a conversation but still wanting to rescue them. He recalled Gibbs walking in with Ziva. His face red and puffy. Obviously from crying. Over-hearing him tell Jimmy he had no idea what he would do if he lost Bishop and Abby too. Hearts were broken and he suspected that Tony's time had been cut. All for a lousy vacation. It had been a long time since he was this angry. Not since Parsa's bomb had left Delilah in a wheelchair. No even that was minor compared to this anger. A wave of dizziness overtook him and he went crashing hard to the floor. The last thing he heard was a man screaming to call 911. it sounded like another had replied that the cops and paramedics were already on the way but he was too far gone by that point.

It was Gibbs' shift to stay with Tony. Rose was coming in and out of the room every ten minutes by this point and another nurse named Danielle had joined her, but still the team was keeping watch. Breena had called in to work. Even though she was largely working so her dad's cash did not feel like charity. As per Tony's request the children had been sent to Breena's cousin. Now they were taking hour long shifts sitting at Tony's bedside. Tony had fallen asleep shortly after Ziva broken the news about their baby. He had been at peace when he drifted off. When he woke he was in extreme pain and he could no longer move his legs. He could move his arms but they were weak and he could not grasp anything. He could merely lift them and wiggle his fingers. His face drooped and his speech was incoherent. Rose said he'd had a stroke. Each breath was labored and followed by a strong cough. Each time he breathed Gibbs prayed that it would be his last. The Tony he loved had died in his sleep. This man was not his son. This was just a shell that refused to give up.

"You have permission Tony. Is that what you are waiting for. Let go, please. I know that you are hurting and it's probably my damn fault that you won't die. Just let go! You are free. I will take care of Ziva and the kids if that's what's bothering you. If the others haven't come around they won't and we will find Bishop and Abby. I will have them at your funeral but you are too sick. Please just die. Stop fighting for us. We barely recognize you anymore. Just let go." Gibbs pleaded.

It was Jimmy who first got the news about McGee. Whoever was with Tony left their cellphones in another room. So they could devote every ounce of attention to Tony. Ziva had gone for a walk and Breena was rushing Tori's blanket to her cousin's house. He first heard Gibbs' phone ring and ignored it but then it rang again, and again he blew it off. After a while his own phone began to ring. Sighing he picked it up and prayed for good news. Oh how they could all use some good news right about now.

"Hello?"

"Am I speaking to a James Palmer?"

"Yes"

"This is Daphne Douglas from Baptist Hospital. I have you listed as an emergency contact for a Timothy McGee."

"Yes but he is engaged to Delilah Fielding."

"We tried to contact her but it said that her phone was out of service."

"Oh what's wrong?"

"Mr. McGee was brought in about an hour ago with a bullet wound in the left forearm and a second bullet grazed his chest."

"Oh My God! Is he going to be OK?!"

"He is in surgery now to remove the first bullet. The second just grazed him and possibly chipped a rib. He will be in pain for a while and he has had one blood transfusion in the operating room and may require a second in his room later on, but he is expected to make a full recovery."

"OK I will try to contact Delilah and get in touch with the rest of his family and friends. Any idea when he will be out?"

"He is expected to be out of surgery in two or three hours. You will be able to see him soon after that. If recovery goes well. He will be in a regular room within an hour and you may see him then."

"Thank you"

Gibbs paced back and fourth on the waiting room floor. He was still in shock over the news he had just received. His life just kept going from bad to worse. He was going to lose Tony any second now, Ziver was falling apart, and now this. Jimmy had told him that McGee had been shot. It was just minor wounds. He had been grazed in the chest but the more serious wound was the bullet that had lodged into his shoulder. He was going to be OK but he had a painful recovery ahead of him. He had arrived to the hospital and found police waiting for him. Senior had been the one who shot McGee and Bishop and Abby were with him. Abby and Bishop were in questioning but refusing to speak. Even after their lawyers arrived and good old Senior had run off. McGee would give his statement when he woke up. The front doors opened and the officers Gibbs had spoken too entered with grim looks on their faces.

"Is Agent McGee out of surgery yet?" Officer Daniels asked.

"Not yet but it should be soon." Gibbs replied.

"Alright we will just hang out here until he awakes." Officer Daniels replied.

"What about Abby and Bishop?" Gibbs asked.

"Bishop still isn't talking but Abby confessed when we offered her the ability to see Tony one final time." Officer Daniels replied.

"Confessed to what?" Gibbs asked.

"She is the one who shot Agent McGee. She also confessed to an affair with Anthony DiNozzo Senior. That has lasted for nearly two years. Apparently starting shortly before he seperated from his fiancee in two thousand fifteen. She also admitted that she was six months pregnant with his second son." Officer Daniels explained.

Ziva remained ever vigilant by Tony's bedside. Gibbs and Jimmy had gone to the hospital to wait for news on McGee. Leaving her alone with Tony and the nurses. Tony was hanging on but seemed to be gettng further and further away. Tears stung her eyes, she could not express just how much she was going to miss him. She heard the door swing open and slam shut. She didn't even flinch assuming that it was just Gibbs returning. She heard feet storming down the hall towards Tony's room. Now she was beining to worry. Gibbs was never like this. She felt a hand grab her pony tail. Her body was yanked around and a large amount of hair was torn off her scalp. She was face to face with Senior, the cold metal of a gun pressed against her belly.

"That bastard probably isn't even Tony's. According to Abby you are a real slut but just to be safe it has to go and since you are in the second trimester it is up to me." Senior rambled.

"Why would you do this?" Ziva cried.

"Because Junior's money is rightfully mine and I need it for my good son. The baby who won't be worhless." Senior slurred.

"This is your grandchild!" Ziva cried.

"Is not!" Senior argued.

Before Ziva could reply a gun shot rang out sending her crashing to the floor.

A/N: Was Ziva spared or destroyed by the bullet? New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.