A/N: My recital went great, and I even got an award! =D

"Gibbs have you heard anything from Tony?" Ziva asked trying not to sound to worried.

"No not yet." Gibbs said.

"Well if you do not mind I am going to go visit Abby." Ziva said before heading towards the elevator.

"I wonder why Tony hasn't checked in for a while…" McGee thought aloud. I don't like this, at all. Gibbs thought, his infamous gut churning.

"Abby?" Ziva asked.

"Hey Ziva I was waiting for you see, I even turned down Suicide Commando*." Abby said with her usual cheery grin and hug. "Where's the letter at?"

"That is what I came down here to see you about, I have not received a letter from Tony yet and I was wondering if maybe you heard from him?" Ziva asked letting some of the worry seem into her voice.

"No I haven't, some thing is defiantly kinky." Abby said with a worried look on her face.

"I agree, I have a gut feeling as Gibbs would put it." Ziva said.

"Gut feeling about what David?" Gibbs said while handing Abby her Caf-Pow*.

"That there is something wrong with Tony." Abby answered before taking an extra long sip.

"Well right now the director wants us in MTAC stat so you can continue worrying later." Gibbs said before exiting the labby. Ziva nodded goodbye before heading for the elevator herself.

"Dam he is good." Abby said before turning back to her computer.

"Well what is so important that you had to interrupt our work director?" Gibbs said making the word director sound like a joke.

"Watch it agent Gibbs, I have information that I am sure you want." Vance said smugness thick in his voice.

"Well?" Gibbs said more impatient then usual because of his concern for Tony.

"Play the tape." Vance said addressing the MTAC technicians.

Hello America, if you ever want to see this man again bring two million dollars to the abandoned warehouse on second street in Erbil, you have forty eight hours to save him. And don't try anything funny, or he goes. The video flashed to the barely recognizable face of Anthony DiNozzo, bloody, bruised, and barely conscious with a bomb strapped to his chest.

"Tony!" Ziva gasped, McGee just stood with his mouth open his analytical mind trying to process what just happened, Gibbs face not showing any of the surprise, fear, or hurt that he felt inside.

"The message was posted almost a half hour ago." Vance explained.

"Pack your bags, and meet me back here in a half hour." Gibbs said while trying to formulate a plan that would keep everyone safe.

"Gibbs, what do you think your doing?" The director asked.

"Saving my agent, I expect your full cooperation." Gibbs said his eyes just challenging the director to disagree.

"I fully intended to help in what ever way I can to save agent DiNozzo, but you know we can't negotiate with terrorist." Vance replied.

"We wont, all I need from you is a jet ready to leave for Erbil in a half hour, and a suitcase with some counterfeit money in it." Gibbs said.

"Where am I going to get all this counterfeit money?" The director asked.

"Evidence locker, DiNozzo stopped a counterfeiting ring a month ago almost five million dollars down there." Gibbs said before leaving MTAC.

I hate waking up from being unconscious; it always involves a lot of unwanted pain. Tony bitterly thought. Maybe I got lucky and am on my way back home to see everyone… It only took a few more minutes for Tony to remember what was really going on. Oh yeah, shot by the enemy, taken prisoner, I wonder if there's a rule about that… if there is I can't thimk of it now, stupid headache. Tony's unconscious thoughts were rudely interrupted when someone threw a bucket of water on his face.

"Hey dick wad!" Tony yelled annoyed by his sudden awakening.

"I would watch if I were you." A heavily accented man told him. "You are treading on thin water." He said before giving him a quick kick to the groin. Of course he gets his idioms right. Tony thought through the blinding pain.

"If I were you I would watch it, those are very precious to me and most of the female population." Tony said with as much bravado he could muster. The man smirked before punching him in the face. Satisfied that he was in pain he headed towards the door.

"It was nice meeting you, hope we get to chat again soon!" Tony called after him. The man turned and shot him a death glare before slamming the door shut. Captured yet again, what is this number ten? Twelve maybe?

Everyone was back in the bullpen in less then twenty minutes, packed and ready to go.

"Gibbs! Is he going to be ok? If I didn't run facial recognition, I would have never guessed that it was Tony! I mean usually he looks so dapper…" Abby said while giving Gibbs a bone-crushing hug. Gibbs gave her a quick kiss on the forehead.

"Abby this is Tony were talking about, and I didn't give him permission to die yet." Gibbs said hoping to reassure his favorite forensic scientist. He had better be or I'll bring him back to life and kill him myself. Gibbs thought before taking another sip of his coffee, who knows how long it could be until his next one.

A/N: I know this is short, but it seemed like a good place to end it… And I am trying really hard to update more often, but I have failed so far. I know he hasn't been captured that many times on the show, however; he was on other polices forces… Of course now that they aren't writing to each other now, I think of a bunch of great movies. =p Any who… probie snacks AND Abby hugs to everyone who will/has reviewed, favorited, or added to alerts! It's like my Caf-Pow! I can't live without um. ;)

Much Love,

MJ

* Still don't own anything with a star by it.=p