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McGee groaned opening his eyes 'damn my head hurts' his eyes widen at the fact that he couldn't move his arms. Looking around he noticed four men each holding him down by his legs and arms. Tim's heart started racing in fear and as much as he struggled and fought they just held on tighter. Suddenly the man in the alley came into his line of view sporting a psychotic smile.

"Hold him down." He instructed the men as he pulled out a box cutting knife, Tim was having trouble breathing and only getting worse by the minute.

"Come on man! This isn't necessary he knows Michael!" one guy yelled trying to stop the other from whatever torture McGee was about to endure. Tim head was spinning but he caught the name. Michael?

"He killed Jamie with his knife! I am just getting payback! No hold him down!" the man growled draping his upper body onto McGee stomach holding him down with the weight of his body.

Suddenly McGee let out a blood shrilling scream as the knife cut thru his skin. He fought to fight them off, wanting the excruciating pain to stop. McGee screamed clenching his fist and tensing his body willing himself to not feel. He stopped when the cutting stopped only to begin again his screams soon turned begs to end his life. Just as the man pulled away Tim head fell to the side allowing the peacefulness of the darkness to take him. He welcomed it taking all the pain and agony away.

Jacob shook his head. "Michael we've searched all over we need to call his team."

"No! I don't want them involved we can find McGee and he will be fine!" Michael growled.

Sam shared a look with Jacob as he waved his phone; Jacob nodded mouthing 'later' they would call McGee's team once they were alone.

Michael was pissed he recognized the two men in the alley as his men. Jamie and Isaac the two youngest of the group. He had told them McGee, Jacob and Sam were off limits, they were never to touch them. How dare they take McGee! Feeling a drop of water on his face he looked up groaning as the rain started to fall. With a growl the three ex-soldiers made their way back to the cars they would have to continue the search from them.

Tim woke up at the feeling of drowning; pushing himself onto his side McGee yelled at the excruciating pain he felt run all over his body. Looking down at himself he couldn't help, but let the tears fall. This was not how he wanted to die, but it seemed life had other plans for him his mind drifted to his team wow he was going to miss them. 'Tony' teasing, ziva's bad English, Abby's hugs, ducky, palmer, even director Vance and Gibbs the man he loved as a father. What about Sarah? She'll be alone in this world, I can't leave her not now!' Gathering the little strength he had Tim pulled himself up the muddy slope and onto a road holding back the screams of pain. The headlights of a car brought Tim new hope 'maybe I will make it out of this'. The car stopped just a foot away from Tim as a man jumped out rushing over to him, his hands shaking over the bloody body.

"Oh man-uhhh-alright hold on man. You're going to be okay." Tim groaned in response before falling into a deep sleep once more.

Ziva huffed for the third time in the last 15 minutes, tony was currently grilling her for Intel on her weekend with Gibbs.

"Tony I already told you no." ziva groaned.

"Aww come on ziva. You and the boss get some quality time alone." Tony wiggled his eyebrows at her.

Ziva rolled her eyes, but looking pass his shoulders she locked eyes with the same blue eyes she has fallen in love with. "What exactly do you mean by quality time?"

Tony gave her his signature smirk. "Nice date out, smooches here and there, make lo-" tony stopped when the all too familiar sting on the back of his head was felt. "Morning boss."

"Dinozzo get back to work." Gibbs barked keeping his eyes on ziva.

"Of course boss." Tony did an about face heading down to Abby's lab.

Gibbs chuckled as he handed ziva her morning coffee.

"Thank you." ziva moaned at the warm chestnut flavor invaded her taste buds, she didn't even notice Gibbs moving behind her and leaning to whisper in her ear.

"I missed you last night." Gibbs whispered his eyes scanning the bullpen making sure no one was paying attention to them.

Ziva smiled. "I did too, but I had too much work to do." she turned in her chair to face him. "And you agent Gibbs do nothing, but distract me."

Gibbs faked a gasp. "Distract you? So are you telling me I am a bad influence on you?"

Ziva scanned the room as well content that no eyes were on them she grabbed him by the lapel of his jacket she pulled him down to her. Gibbs placed his hands on the arm rest, his face hovering over hers letting their breaths mix together. Ziva held his intense gaze smiling at only finding love and lust in them. "You are anything, but a bad influence on Me." she brushed her lips with his. Gibbs groaned leaning forward, pushing her back against the chair deepened the kiss with even more pressure.

Ending the kiss to soon Gibbs pulled back with a satisfied grin. "Good morning. "

Ziva laughed. "Good morning."

Gibbs gave her a quick kiss before pushing of the chair and making his way to his desk. As he placed his gun and badge into the safety of his drawer he noticed his younger agent wasn't at his desk looking at his watch he frowned it was 8:30.

"Where's McGee?" Gibbs asked.

"I don't know, before you arrived I tried his house and cell phone but got no response. I thought he stayed with you last night." Ziva said trying not to sound worried.

Gibbs shook his head. "No he said he would stay at his apartment last night."

Tony had walked in over hearing their conversation. "He probably slept in boss; he did after all go out last night with some 'friends' last night." Tony smirked earning a second slap on the back of the head. "Thank you boss."

"Ziva call him again, if he doesn't ans-" the sound of Gibbs phone cut him off.

"Gibbs." He barked. "Yes he's my agent…what?!" ziva and tony jumped at the booming of his voice, sharing a look of concern at how paled their boss looked. "No! I-im on my way!" Gibbs grabbed his jacket running towards the elevator.

"Boss?" tony called as both him and ziva ran after him.

Gibbs growled at the slowness of the elevator punching the wall he ran for the stairs. His agents running hot on his heels they were shocked by the anger and fear radiating off him and based on what they heard it had something to do with McGee. Without slowing down they jumped into the charger, before the doors were even closed Gibbs was already squealing out the parking lot.

"Boss what happened?" tony asked keeping his composure.

"Tim's in the hospital." Was all he gave them, the nurse had told him McGee was in critical danger.

Ziva gasped as tony stared at him in shock. "There is something eyes." Gibbs clenched his jaw told him yes. "What is it?" before getting an answer Gibbs pulled up at the hospital ignoring the orders to move his car by the security the others hot on his heels. Gibbs reached the front desk slightly out of breath.

"How can I help you?" the blond nurse asked.

"I just received a call one of my agents was admitted timothy McGee." Gibbs said hoping this was all a mistake.

No one missed the way she flinched at the name tony frowned 'what the hell happened?' he thought.

"Y-yes he is on the fifth floor undergoing surgery as we speak." She whispered her cherry mood gone.

Ziva thanked her as the three rushed for the elevator taking it up to the fifth floor. Just as they were to exit the steel box the agents froze at the sight before them. A trail of blood ran across the floor disappearing behind the OR'S closed doors.

Ziva walked up to the man cleaning the blood. "What happened here?"

The elderly man looked up at her with a sad look. "They just brought a young man, looked like had had just been gutted. Poor boy couldn't be any older than 30." Ziva felt her stomach twist surely it couldn't be Tim Tony having heard the conversation paled at the Intel 'who would do such thing?'

Gibbs fast walked up to the desk. "Im here about timothy McGee." Just as the nurse below this one gave him a look of symphony.

"Mr. McGee is still in surgery. I will let you know as soon as I know something." She patted him on the shoulder before leaving.

Gibbs took a seat in one of the chairs placing his head in his hands closing his eyes. All kind of scenarios ran thru his head going from bad to worse, worse being Tim not making it out alive. Tony took a seat on his left placing a coffee on the table in front of him. Ziva sat on his right gently taking his hands out of his hair and entwining their fingers. Gibbs took a deep breath laying his head on her shoulder letting her run her fingers thru his hair. They sat together not much else they could do but wait. Finally after hours of waiting a surgeon walked out his scrubs drenched in blood making both Gibbs and ziva's stomach flip.

"Family of timothy McGee." Surgeon yelled out.

All three agents jumped to their feet and in front of him in a second flat. "Im his boss agent Gibbs. How is he? What happened?"

The surgeon placed a hand on his shoulder as ziva grabbed his arm. "Breath agent, I am Dr. McKean head of surgeons here. Your agent was brought in after being found dumped in the middle of the road by a civilian." Gibbs eyes harden. "He lost an important amount of blood, but we have started the blood transfusion. Agent McGee is currently stable, but he is still critical."

"What happened?" Gibbs growled relaxing at the pressure ziva gave his arm and tony his shoulder.

The surgeon took a deep breath running a hand thru his damp hair. "He has three knife wounds on his chest and abdomen. One from side to side across his stomach, the second from the top of his chest half way down and the last one was from his armpit to his hip." He watched at the look of horror flash thru them. "Based on the rigged ends of the wounds we were able to identify the weapon as a box cutting knife."