Gibbs flashed his badge to the first security guys he saw. He knew that McGee and Ziva would be here soon but there was no time to wait for them. It took him longer than he'd like to convince the guard to initiate evacuation procedures. There was one good thing, the guard managed to evacuate the shopping centre under the guise of a fire drill. Fortunately that kept the panic way down low. That was good thinking. He dreaded the thought of running in and causing mass panic. Fortunately cool heads prevailed and the store was evacuated with a minimal amount of fuss, even though the shoppers weren't all too happy about it.

"Get on the phone and call the bomb disposal unit," Gibbs ordered. "You took your time," he said to Tony, McGee and Ziva right before they stepped close to him. "Fan out, I want you to take the left side. David, you take the right and I'll look through the shops," Gibbs said. "What are you doing here DiNozzo?" He growled. "DiNozzo you take the shops on the other side," he didn't think he'd be able to get rid of Tony that easy.

"On it Boss," Tony said trying not to breathe through his nose.

"You want us to look for a bomb?" McGee asked.

Gibbs made the inside corners of his eyebrows turn downwards as he silently stared at McGee until he went to it. Even after all years, they all needed the stare every so often to get them to cut the crap. "Do not do anything stupid," Gibbs told them. "You find something, you mark it," he ordered.

Tony resisted the urge to scratch at the tape over his nose. Of course it was painful but he knew what he was like when he had painkillers in his system. They sent him loopy, McGee and Ziva had constantly told him how he was the last time he had a broken nose and was on painkillers. There was too much stuff to do here. There'd be plenty of time to get high after this was taken care of.

"Zee-Vah!" Tony called out as he walked through the clothes shop. There were small indentation marks on the floor that showed that the rack had been moved earlier that day after spending so much time in the one spot. "Zee-Vah, help me move this thing," Tony said. "This has been moved today."

They quickly lifted the heavy clothes rack and put it aside to reveal the explosive device with a digital timer and it now ticked down below three minutes. "Do you know how to disarm this?" Ziva asked.

"Uh, no," Tony said as he studied the timer quickly. He didn't remember any of the bombs having digital timers on it. "Zee-Vah?" Tony said calmly.

"Yes Tony?" Her calmness matched Tony's level.

"Grab the cat," he rubbed his mouth.

"What?" Ziva looked around the floor.

"Run!" Tony yelled. "Boss! Tim! Get out!" Tony said as he ran out. "Bomb!" He attempted to project the urgency. Tim looked up to see them running for the nearest entrance and soon followed in the run.

McGee, Ziva and Tony exited the mall flailing their arms wildly trying to order everyone to move back. Only some of the people were moving. "There's a bomb!" Tony said. This caused everybody to scatter away from the building. The blast knocked them to the ground as the crackling of fire could be heard followed by another couple of explosions that caused the roof to cave in. Ziva was the first to her feet, slowly followed by Tony and McGee.

Tony looked around and his eyes widened. "Boss?" He said quietly before raising his voice. "Gibbs! Gibbs!" Tony was about to start running back into the debris ridden building but McGee and Ziva managed to grab hold of him. "Let me go, I have to go get Gibbs," he struggled furiously against the two person grip. "I got to get him. Let me go," Tony felt like he was about to break free.

"I am sorry Tony," Ziva said quietly.

"Don't say that Ziva," Tony snapped. "He's not dead. He can't be," he said.

"Not about that, about this," Ziva replied as she squeezed his nose in between her forefinger and middle finger hard.

"Aggghh," Tony screamed in agony until the pain almost became unbearable. She finally released the painfully grip before he passed out. "What the hell did you do that for?" Tony asked. It hurt like hell still and it brought tears to his eyes.

"To snap you out of it," Ziva stated. "You were losing it," she told him.

Tony shook his head. It was fruitless since there was no way Gibbs could have survived in there. "Fire crew's on their way," McGee told them.

Tony wanted to say so much more. He doubted that anyone could have survived that. The mall was just a burning pile of rubble whoever or whatever inside was destroyed and killed. Tony bent over since he felt so sick.

"You alright?" Someone asked him.

Tony straightened up again, "This is my fault. I'm going to make sure that those two pay," Tony said.

"Tony," Ziva said in a kind voice.

"Damn him, he just wasn't fast enough to get out," Tony heard the sirens but his eyes were fixated on the carnage that had unfolded. "He was getting slow as he got old. Damn Gibbs he," Tony noticed that the others didn't seem to be looking at him but instead behind him. "He's standing behind me isn't he?" McGee and Ziva nodded.

Tony didn't move for a second and he could feel the fine hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Gibbs brushed off some dust that was on his shoulder. Without thinking, he turned around and wrapped his arms around Gibbs. At that point of time he didn't care what anyone thought, he was so relieved. The grip tightened in a way that would have made Abby proud. At first, Gibbs just stood there in shock with his arms outstretched.

"First it's David being you then David being me, McGee being you and now you're being Abby," Gibbs said and waited a bit, "Alright now, get off me," Gibbs said. "If everyone's done being everyone else perhaps we can go and make sure we get these bastards locked up for good… DiNozzo!" Gibbs shouted.

"Boss?" He asked.

"You are going back to the hospital," Gibbs ordered. "You look like you're going to pass out," Gibbs observed.

"Well," Tony began to object.

"You're daring to argue with me," Gibbs and Tony stood nose to nose.

"Wouldn't dream of it Boss," Tony replied quickly.

"Welcome back DiNozzo," Gibbs said.

"Thanks Boss," Tony replied. Since there was no reason for them all to be there, Gibbs stayed behind to relay all the appropriate information to the necessary people. After that there wasn't any reason for him to hang around either. It was time to begin gathering all they could about the people they have in custody.

FBI

Another time, another place, different circumstances… Fornell and Gibbs could have been brothers. That's a thought that Gibbs couldn't shake out of his mind. Sure he had a thing against his Senior Field Agent but Fornell had a real chance to bury Tony and he didn't. There was a long history of non cooperation between the two but were willing to share things for the common goal. Not that it could exactly be called working together though.

Gibbs and Fornell met outside the interrogation room. "Good work Tobias," Gibbs said to him.

"Nah, it was easy Jethro," Fornell replied. "Once they believed they killed a few people, they were so eager to take the credit for it. How's DiNozzo?"

"I thought hell would freeze over before you asked that question Tobias," Gibbs sipped from his coffee to hide the smirk. "He's good, a little bruised and battered but got his memories back," Gibbs answered. "So he's alright all round."

"I don't want to give you heart attack Jethro," Fornell said and waited for Gibbs' comical reaction to this statement. "The kid did a great job," Fornell said earnestly.

"I think DiNozzo would want that in writing," Gibbs smirked. "You should tell him that," he said. Gibbs didn't think there was much chance of that. The two rivals pressed their coffees together before Gibbs left.

Harm's Hotel Room

Gibbs knocked on Harm's apartment door the next night since he was due to leave for Falls Church the day after. Harm invited him in. "I wanted to know if you want to come and have a couple of thank you drinks with me and DiNozzo" Gibbs asked him.

Harm picked up the folder that was on the bed and walked around the bed. "Sure why not?" Harm accepted the offer without a second thought.

"Is that what you have on DiNozzo's father?" Gibbs asked as he pointed to the folder. "What is it?" He thought he'd have another shot at asking him for that bit of information. It wasn't very surprising when Harm dropped the folder and started tearing the paper up into tiny little pieces to make it unreadable.

"Since there is no need to make it public, there's no need to share it with anybody," Harm said. "Or I could just pull Client Confidentiality on you," He smiled to show that he wasn't going to pull that out but Gibbs knew it was useless to keep pressing. "Am I still invited?" Harm joked.

"Sure thing," Gibbs answered.

Bar

Gibbs sat in the middle of DiNozzo and Harm as they ordered their beer. "It's great to see you back to normal," Harm glanced over at DiNozzo.

"It got a bit hairy there for a bit," Tony said. "Sure there are some holes still there but I always bounce back," he added enthusiastically.

"These things happen a lot?" Harm asked.

"Almost on a weekly basis," Gibbs said quietly but they both heard it.

Tony sighed. "Alright, so I get hurt a little sometimes," he said. "Who doesn't? I bet you've had your fair share of injuries Harm," Tony said.

"Well, I was on an old Aircraft Carrier and I fell down a deck and ended up with a concussion," Harm answered.

"I've lost count at how man concussions I've had," Tony responded. "But I was pushed out of an airplane. I was lucky I had a parachute on but I badly twisted my ankle," he said as he fondly remembered the ride down once the parachute opened.

"I've been shot a couple of times," Harm challenged.

"I was almost blown up… Gibbs here was in an explosion a couple of years back," Tony dragged Gibbs into the conversation.

"Well Sarah and I just got off the carrier before it exploded," Harm retorted quickly.

"I was on another undercover mission and I got beaten badly," Tony said. "Not counting this one," he added quickly since they seemed to be comparing what's happened to them in the past.

"Well I crashed a Tomcat on an aircraft carrier and was diagnosed with night blindness so I couldn't fly again," Harm went for the big guns so to speak. "They thought it was misdiagnosed but turned out the misdiagnosis was misdiagnosed," he added.

"DiNozzo has that beat, he had the plague," Gibbs interjected. He thought that maybe that was one of the holes that Tony had mentioned and that he could stop this ludicrous injury comparing contest.

"The plague?" Harm said after a second of silence. At first he thought that he had to be lying about that. Then again, if you were going to lie, you'd make something up that's a bit more believable.

"Getting the plague isn't something to brag about," Tony said as he took a sip of his beer. "I've had my nose broken before," Tony added.

"Beating it is," Gibbs said.

"Amazing," Harm said as he raised the new bottle in his hands. "I guess it's fitting that we should drink to past injuries," he said.

"And many more to come," Tony replied as the three bottles came together as one.

THE END

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed. I did enjoy writing it. Thought it best not to mention what Harm had found out. I personally like the ending where it was. I've been dying to write a story with Harm in it. Thought NCIS/JAG crossover would be great. I don't know enough to write Sarah McKenzie that's why she'd just had a special guest appearance. I tried to keep it canon because Harm and Mac did get married in last season of JAG I heard. I also like the "Grab The Cat" line. Great line from a lethal weapon movie.

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