The team gathered around to see what McGee had found. He had found some recordings and played them for the group. Once they had finished the recordings, Charity looked like she was going to kill someone. "That bastard!"

"Get him to interrogation, now." Gibbs ordered.

Ziva got up and headed to autopsy to find Agent Moore still there. His nose was all bandaged up. "You're coming with me." She said.

"Do you always treat agents from sister agencies this way?" he asked.

Ziva said nothing and led him to interrogation. "Have a seat and feel free to make yourself comfortable. You will probably be here a while." She told him and then left the room.

Tony and Charity stood in the observation room and watched as Moore stewed. "How are you feeling?" Tony asked Charity.

"Anxious." She answered. "I've been waiting for this bastard to pay for his crime and now I find out it's even worse than I thought."

Tony wrapped an arm around her and pulled close to him. He kissed the top of her head. He didn't say anything, he just held her close. Charity wrapped her arms around Tony and pulled herself as close to him as she could. Life was easier when the monsters weren't real and Dad could protect me from them. She thought.

After about an hour, Gibbs entered the observation room. "I just got finished talking with MI6." He stated. "They agreed that since it was a crime against U.S. Marines that he would face our justice system." Then Gibbs explained to them, what his punishment would be exactly.

They let Moore set for a few more minutes and then Gibbs told Charit to come with him into interrogation. Tony stayed in the observation room and Ziva joined him. They watched as Gibbs and Charity walked in and Moore looked up.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to hit you again." Charity said.

Gibbs sat down in across from Moore and Charity took the seat next to her father. "What's this about, Agent Gibbs?" Moore asked.

"You working with terrorists and killing U.S. Marines." Gibbs answered.

"I never..." He began.

Gibbs made a motion to cut him off. "We know that you took Corporal Gibbs and four other female Marines on a mission to stop a terrorist cell and then left them for dead. Then this is what we found." Gibbs told him.

Just as Gibbs finished his sentence McGee was coming in with a laptop. He clicked on an audio file. "This is a recording of you speaking with the terrorists you were supposed to stop." McGee said. He hit play.

The recording

"So, you have the team?" asked a foreign voice.

"Yes, we will be coming in at the stroke of midnight." Roger's voice came over the recording.

"Good. We get to kill more of our enemy and you get to be a hero."

End recording.

"We have more of the recordings." Gibbs said. "You planned for months. You planned to take a team of Marines into their deaths. You would say that they were captured and killed, but you couldn't save them. Of course, you didn't tell the terrorists that you were going to bomb them. That would kill everyone who could dispute your story and you could tell everyone that you were a hero."

Moore glared. "Fine, but you know you have to turn me over to MI6."

"Actually, we don't. You see we spoke with the leader of MI6 and he agreed that since your crime was against US Marines, you have to face our justice system." Gibbs told Moore. "Charity tell him what his crime has won him."

Charity turned to Moore and smirked at him. "You get a vactaion for an undetermined amount of time to a lovely tropical place known as Gitmo."

"But, what about a trial and fairness and all that rubbish you Americans love so much?" Moore asked.

"We're invoking the Patriot Act." Gibbs answered. "You worked with terrorists. You get to skip over all that rubbish."

The doors to interrogation opened up and two Marines walked in to take Moore away. Before they took him, Moore looked at Charity. "How did you survive? You should be dead and I should be off scott free." He said.

Charity looked at him, a smirk on her face. "I'm kinda hard to kill." She told him. "Besides, you don't mess with Marines."

The two Marines then escorted Moore out and he was soon on his way to Gitmo.

Later that night...

Tony and Charity laid in bed cuddled up. "Are you feeling okay?" Tony asked her for probably the zillionth time since she had told her story.

"I'm fine." She answered. "Finally getting to tell the truth of what happened and seeing Moore get shipped off to Gitmo, made me feel a lot better."

"Are you sure?" He asked. "I mean I was actually getting a little scared of you."

Charity looked up at him. "You mean just coming up out of nowhere and breaking Moore's nose?" She asked.

"Not just that, but when we were in MTAC and you were reading the head of MI6 the riot act." Tony answered. "I mean, you were just like your dad in there."

"So, what part of that scared you exactly?" she asked.

"You being just like your dad." Tony answered with a sarcastic grin.

Charity let out a giggle. She then strecthed and kissed Tony. "This is one of the reasons I love you." she told him.

"What's that?" Tony asked.

"No matter what kind of horrible stuff I've gone through, no matter how aweful of a day I've had, you can always make me smile and laugh." she answered. "You make me feel safe and normal."

Tony pulled Charity closer and kissed her. "I'm happy to help. Besides as long as I'm making you smile and laugh, that means you can't be mad at me and want to break my nose."

Charity giggled. "I like your face too much to want to damage it in any way."

"Well, that's good."

The couple shared one more kiss before falling asleep.