Gibbs entered Abby's lab, worried by the tone of his senior agent's voice. Even though Tony hadn't said much, his voice spoke volumes.

"Tony, Abbs," called Gibbs. "What's going on?"

"We found something," said Tony. "Something bad."

"What is it?"

"Abby said they're components of a nuclear bomb."

Gibbs turned to Abby with raised eyebrows. "What?"

"It's true. That was the same make-up we found last week in the case Tony was leading," Abby said.

"Alright. Tony, what is this from?"

"The cold case I've been working. The file is on the desk next to Abby," Tony answered. "What do you want me to do?"

"Nothing. You're on desk duty, remember? I'll take McGee and deal with this. While I'm gone, I want you to try and calm yourself down, Tony. You're agitated, and I understand that, but you need to calm down if you're going to be of any use."

Tony nodded silently, feeling upset yet again at McGee and Ziva for getting him into trouble that he didn't deserve. Sighing, Tony sat in the chair Abby had brought into the lab for him earlier, and continued to search for more evidence in the case.

Abby was annoyed with Gibbs. She followed him out of the lab, stopping him just before he reached the elevator.

"What is it, Abbs?" Gibbs asked.

"Why aren't you letting Tony go with you?" Abby asked.

"He's on desk duty, Abby. He can't be in the field."

"He shouldn't be on desk duty. You know he isn't the one that caused trouble with that witness on Thursday. Don't punish him for something he didn't do."

"I'm not. Vance is, and I can't overrule what he's said."

"You can call him and tell him what really happened. I think you owe that much to Tony." Abby crossed her arms and glared at her boss.

Gibbs sighed. "Alright, fine. I'll call when I get back. Just look after him, Abby."

"I always do, Gibbs. He's my best friend." Abby turned on her heel and walked back to her lab, leaving Gibbs to wonder why he ever worried about Tony and Abby when they were together.

"Tony, how are you going over there?" Abby called as she finished filing away paperwork.

"I'm fine, Abby. You can stop asking me every five minutes," answered Tony with a laugh. He really loved his best friend. "How are you going? Do you need help?"

"I'm done. I was thinking about going over my inventory if you want to help with that."

"Uh... I'm good here." Tony grinned at his friend. "That's not something I can do."

"Liar." Abby laughed back. "If you change your mind..."

"Not likely, Abbs." Tony returned his attention to the screen in front of him. "Uh, Abby?"

"Change your mind that quickly, hey?"

"No. Come and look at this." He pointed at the screen.

"Where did you find that?"

"Uh... I... Um... I hacked into the FBI's database."

Abby smiled. "I knew I could get you to use your skills! You should call Gibbs and let him know what you found. Make sure you tell him how you found it too."

Tony shook his head. "He won't believe..."

"Like hell he wont, DiNozzo!" Abby exclaimed, scaring Tony. "If you don't tell him, I will make you regret it, mister!"

Tony gasped. "Abby..."

"Sorry. That was harsh. But, I mean it. Tell him."

Tony just nodded. He reached for his phone and quickly called his boss' number.

"Gibbs."

"Boss, it's Tony. There's something else you need to know before you go in there."

Gibbs sighed, hoping that Tony wasn't just stalling for no reason. He signaled to McGee to wait. "What is it, Tony?"

"I found more evidence on the case. I don't think it's a nuclear bomb that you're going to find. It's a missile and it contains Saran gas."

"How do you know that?"

"I found it on the FBI's database... McGee isn't the only one that knows how to hack."

Gibbs couldn't stop himself from grinning. He knew Tony was smart, but also knew how self-conscious the younger man could be. Usually, praise fixed the issue, but this was not a usual day, and Gibbs wanted to do something better to show Tony his gratitude.

"Alright, Tony. Call Vance and tell him we need more agents, then I want you down here as soon as possible."

"What about being on desk duty?"

Gibbs heard the note of hope in Tony's voice, and knew that his answer would go a long way to fixing what had happened the previous week. "Screw desk duty, DiNozzo. I need my team, and I'm already one down. Get down here."

"On it, boss!"

Gibbs smirked a little as he hung up. He loved it when Tony was happy, and, though he knew things were far from being okay, he could tell that Tony was much happier than he had been that morning.

"Director, we need extra agents on the ground. Gibbs, McGee and I can't work on this alone," said Tony as he was driving to where his boss was waiting.

"Where's David?" Vance asked.

"At home on a self-imposed suspension."

"Fine," sighed Vance. "I'll send more agents. You can be in the field for this, and I'll discuss the punishment with Gibbs later."

"Thank you, sir." Tony quickly hung up. "Punishment I don't deserve," he said to himself as he pulled up next to his boss' car.