"You're back!" Jenn exclaimed as Gibbs entered the squad room, followed by Ziva, Abby, Ducky and Palmer. She slipped gracefully off the edge of Gibbs' desk and met the group halfway. "And you've brought company."

"Your powers of observation astound me, Jenn." Jenny glared at him but made no move to reprimand his insubordinate behaviour. "We had to break down a few doors to get to these guys."

"Well, while you were destroying government property, I phoned for back up and an ambulance in case it was needed." Jenn surveyed the group quickly. "I can see it wasn't needed, though."

"The back up?" Gibbs asked, trying to get Jenn back on subject.

"Are trying to get the power back on as soon as possible. From what I've managed to find out, it wasn't just a fault, someone cut the power."

"Figured that out when Ziva told me the phones were cut, Jenn."

Jenny glared at Gibbs. "You want me to tell you what I know or not?" Gibbs gave Jenn a silent invitation to continue. "Fearing it was a terrorist attempt, I phoned Fornell; he's standing outside in the cold as we speak." Gibbs smirked. "From what intell I managed to gather, it seems Harker is still in the building. The prison transfer van is still outside the garage doors minus one guard. Apparently the missing guard was last seen with McGee before the garage doors shut."

Gibbs frowned. "Where are Tony and Harker then?"

Jenn shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine."

Gibbs sighed. "Okay."

"Jethro?"

Gibbs lifted his eyes to meet hers. "What?"

"Tony's a competent Agent."

"I know."

"He'll know what to do."

"I know."

"Okay."

"How long is the back up going to be?"

"They don't know."

"What do you suggest we do until then boss?" Abby asked, still unbelievably chirpy.

"You, Ducky and Palmer get comfortable. Me and Ziva are going after McGee and DiNozzo."

"How long are we going to have to wait?" The forgotten janitor asked from the shadows.

"We don't know."

"What do we know, Jethro?" Ducky asked.

"We were sabotaged."

"But what does locking everyone in accomplish?" Ziva interjected.

"How about we get out of here and then find the idiot who did this," Gibbs spoke, silencing any more questions. He moved quickly across the room towards his desk and pulled out his weapon. Whilst Gibbs retrieved his gun, Abby moved towards Tony's desk. Opening the top drawer she rummaged around for what she was looking for.

"Aha!" She pulled something out and waved it at Ducky and Palmer. "I knew Tony had a pack of cards in here, who's up for poker?"

"Sounds fun," Palmer answered.

"Ducky?"

"Why not, I can tell you where the word sabotage originates from as I beat you at cards," he spoke, standing up to join Abby by Tony's desk.

"Janitor guy?"

"My wife is probably wondering where I am, she worries a lot. I thought I would call her, excuse me."

"Suit yourself." Abby turned her back to the retreating janitor.

"The word sabotage actually came from the French who…" Ducky's voice could be heard as the small group walked off to find a space to play cards.

Ziva's eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

"Ziva, lets go," Gibbs ordered intolerantly.

"What is it, Ziva?" Jenn asked, noticing her unreadable expression. Ziva's eyes followed the figure of the janitor as he put space between himself and the group.

"Ce qui s'excuse, s'accuse," Ziva answered cryptically.