Re-Member

Andrew Jones adjusted his uniform as soon as he entered Gibbs' house. Of course he was nervous. His company was totally unwelcomed.

"Officer Jones," Andrew extended his hand but it wasn't taken. "Don't blame me," he stated angrily. "I didn't ask to come here and babysit you two. Do I at least get a bed to sleep on or do I have to take the couch. Either way it's fine because either way I won't be here long," he said as he dropped the bag on the floor.

"Don't get snarky with me… Officer Jones," Gibbs said. "You were supposed to be here yesterday," he snapped.

"Don't blame me, there was a mix up with the paperwork," Andrew replied. There seemed to be no chance at being welcomed here.

Gibbs huffed angrily. He knew that there was nothing he could do about having the court appointed officer in the house but it didn't mean he had to like it.

"If I organize my own food can I at least use your kitchen to cook?" Andrew asked. He'd just about die if he had to eat take out every night.

"Fine," Gibbs said, before leaving the room.

Tony watched Gibbs leave and looked Andrew up and down. "Do I know you?" Tony asked him.

"I was in the courtroom when you were released into Agent Gibbs' custody." Andrew answered.

"Right… I don't think he likes you," Tony said to him. "I don't like you either."

Andrew breathed deeply. "I can live with that," he said.

COURTHOUSE, Opening Statements

Richard walked around the prosecution's table and drunk the glass of water. "What we of the prosecution intend to prove is that Anthony DiNozzo did willingly hand over files of possible FATO, Freedom Against The Oppressors, members to FATO members. In this time of heightened terrorism risks it is imperative that we clamp down on these actions that threaten the very security of this nation," Richard continued.

Harm had stopped listening halfway through. A lot of the opening statement was repeating itself. That sure would work in favor of the defense if he was going to bore the court. Harm adjusted his suit as he stood up. "Ladies and Gentleman of the jury," Harm said as he turned his full attention on them. "The defense isn't going to play games and say that Anthony DiNozzo didn't hand over the files the prosecution mentioned. Sure, he did hand them over. What the defense is going to prove is that Anthony DiNozzo was not aware of who he was handing over the files to anyone but a government organization. It all has to do with culpability also the defense will show the court that his normal behavior would in no way show any willingness to do what he did," Harm concluded. Watch and learn rookie…

Fornell tapped Gibbs on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow him outside. He reluctantly followed. "What do you want Tobias?" Gibbs asked in annoyance.

"Come on Jethro," Fornell said. Truth be told, he'd wondered why he hadn't heard this reaction before. "Does he remember anything at all?" Fornell asked.

"I would've told you if he did," Gibbs responded angrily. "It'd be much better if he didn't have this on top of him," he said. "Hell Tobias, I know you've been after him since day one but you know he didn't know what he was doing," Gibbs said to him.

"I know that Jethro," Fornell whispered. "I'm covering our asses. This case that's going on here is a façade," he said.

"What?!" Gibbs didn't raise his voice but it was a loud whisper.

"Someone's accused of handing over stuff to a terrorist group… We couldn't just sit on our hands and do nothing," Fornell told him. "Why'd you think we didn't go to one of JAG's top lawyers and instead went for a rookie to prosecute?" he told Gibbs.

"You what?" Gibbs asked in a shocked tone.

Fornell took a deep breath in. "I know that DiNozzo would've done what he had to do but as I said, we had to look like we were doing something. Do you think I don't know that DiNozzo's not at fault here," he concluded.

"Damn you Tobias," Gibbs said.

"I think we all did what we had to do Jethro," Fornell told him.

Gibbs let out a growl before returning to the court quietly.

"You really know how to dig yourself into a hole don't you Tobias?" He muttered to himself before leaving.

Harm's Hotel Room

Gibbs had quickly decided not to tell Harm about what Fornell had told him. The more he thought about it, the more he thought it would serve Tony better if Harm was kept in the dark on this. Gibbs firstly advised him on a good list of character witnesses… There were some people that would be willing to stand up and tell the court about what kind of man he truly is.

There was a knock on the door and Harm answered it. "Come in," he said to the visitor.

Even thought it had been some years since he's seen her, Gibbs immediately recognized the dark haired woman as Sarah Mackenzie. "Miss Mackenzie," he stood up and offered her his hand.

"Actually, these days I go by the name of Mrs. Rabb," Sarah said as she handed the file over to Harm.

"Congratulations to you two," Gibbs watched the folder that was handed over to them. "What's that?"

"I know you hate me digging into people's past without your knowledge," Harm said as he looked inside the folder. "But I had Bud look into DiNozzo Senior," he answered. "In the most likely case that the prosecution will bring…" Harm's eyes scanned the file as his voice trailed off.

"Yes?" Gibbs prodded.

"Tell Bud good going on getting this," Harm said. "Thanks for bringing this so quickly Sarah," he kissed her on the lips slowly before she left.

"Good luck Harm," Sarah said before leaving. She had other things that needed to be taken care of and as was the usual, she had to pick up the slack that was left behind when Harm was doing these sorts of things. But she didn't mind at all.

"Thanks Sarah," Harm said as he went reading over the file. "Oh, this is good," he licked his lips.

"What?" Gibbs asked.

"If DiNozzo Senior gets called to the stand, we have something that would majorly discredit him," Harm said.

"What is it?" Gibbs asked.

Harm was reminded of the old saying that, with great power comes great responsibility, sure he could show Gibbs the contents but what good could that possibly do. "I don't think it's a good idea to make this information public unless it's absolutely necessary," Harm said. "It will destroy one life," he said.

Gibbs studied Harm's deadly serious features. "If it's his father's life, we don't care that much," he said.

"I kind of figured that Agent Gibbs," Harm said. "But it could really hurt Tony DiNozzo as well," he said as he closed the folder. "Don't get me wrong, I won't think twice about bringing this out if the situation calls for it but I think it best not to," Harm put the folder on the bed.

Gibbs Residence

Tony had polished off the dinner that was left for him. At least Tony remembered to heat it up this time. Live and learn he guessed. It was shortly after his dinner when it seemed the real problems started. He wasn't in Gibbs' house anymore. Instead he was in a whole other world. The smell of garlic and onion wafted in the air…

"I know this is highly unorthodox," Tobias Fornell said as they sat down for coffee.

"What?" Tony asked suspiciously. Fornell hated him with a vengeance and for him to take Tony out for coffee was way off the wall. "What do you want from me?" Tony asked him.

"Straight to the point huh Dinutso," Fornell replied. "We have a major national security crisis on our hands," he said solemnly.

Tony put his coffee down and looked at Fornell. "I'm listening," he said awkwardly.

"There's an organization called FATO, Freedom Against The Oppressors. They're planning a bombing somewhere but we haven't been able to get close to them," Fornell explained.

Tony cringed. "You want me to go undercover?" He asked.

"If I thought there was a better option, believe me I'd go for it," Fornell said.

There was a long pause. This wasn't the first time he'd been undercover. "I'll do it," Tony said after thinking hard.

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There were a lot of holes in between. But he seemed to fit right in with the other members. Young, reckless and eager, they showed him how to make the bomb. It was a very basic design. Tony remembered vividly pocketing something.

Tony immediately did as he was told and used the pad and paper and tried to write down what he remembered. His head began throbbing as random mental flashes came flooding back. At first they made no sense at all.

"Hey," Officer Jones said to Tony, "Hey man are you alright?" In between flashes he could see the Officer standing over the stove cooking his meal. That was what he could smell.

"You've cooked -," Tony said as he slumped to his mind overwhelmed. "I think I remember everything," he fell face first onto the floor.

Gibbs walked into his place and was shocked to see the Officer laying on the floor unmoving. "DiNozzo!" Gibbs' mind went straight to Tony. There was no answer. "DiNozzo!" He tried again. There was still no response so he checked the wellbeing of the officer. "Hey," he shook his shoulders.

"What?" He went to stand to his feet and almost toppled over Gibbs in the attempt. "Sorry," he checked his head to make sure no blood was coming out.

"What happened?" Gibbs asked. He didn't have any time for pleasantries but he helped Andrew to the couch.

"Someone came through the front door and whacked me from behind," Andrew answered as he sighed.

Gibbs saw the notebook half sticking out at the side of the couch. "Stay seated," Gibbs almost growled. "Did you see anything?" He didn't pin too much hope on that.

"I'm really fine," Andrew stood to his feet but used the couch to steady himself as he breathed out heavily.

"You could have a concussion," Gibbs stated.

"We have to find him," Andrew said. "It could mean my job," he added.

Gibbs' eyes narrowed, he definitely could slap him across the head for that comment. But he guessed it really didn't matter what the motives were. "We should get you checked out first," he said before they left the house.

A/N: Sorry, no preview for next chapter... LOL