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Gibbs mentally slapped himself. He thought about how ironic it was, considering he always slapped Tony. It took him 5 out of the minutes he said it would take to get to Tony and Ziva's, and Tony was all but waiting at the door. Gibbs didn't even have to knock to get let in.
"What do we do?" Tony asked, clearly defeated. His hair was disheveled. He had obviously ran his hand through it at least a dozen times. He also looked as if he was about to burst into tears.
"Did she take her phone?" Gibbs asked calmly.
"I-I'm not sure. I think she had it in her pocket when we came in the door, and I didn't see her take it out… Oh, god…" Tony said, then fell back into the couch.
"Where's Tori?"
"In her crib. I didn't want her to get hit." Tony mumbled through his hands.
"Ziva's planning on coming back." Gibbs said.
"How do you know?"
"She didn't take Tori." Gibbs answered.
