AN/ So a few surprises and a longer chapter then normally, am I forgiven for not updating so fast?

Chapter eight

A month has passed and nothing major showed. When they went to the safe house all they found was a album full of pictures of Tony and his family, it was bagged as evidence but once the case was over Gibbs would make sure that Tony would get it.

Nobody had seen or heard from McGee, the day after Tony benched him he put in a request for a transfer and not long after his desk got cleared and he left without even saying goodbye (not that they expected him to). His desk was now being occupied by Rick Balboa and nobody said a word about it.

Tony was getting more desperate with the day and was exhausted. He couldn't sleep and when he did sleep it was after he cried himself to sleep. Also his appetite was vanishing with the day which left Gibbs with major concerns, count his increasing fits of migraine and you have the entire situation.

Gibbs and Tony buried their daughters yet again and tried not to think about them to much.

'Tony, I was thinking about that undercover operation', Balboa said.

'What about it?'

'It seems a little strange, it all fits to well.'

'What fits to well in that all?', he asked curiously.

'Everything, they are Russians which you just happen to speak, they deal with weapons which just happens to be one of your specialty's, then they fall for, and I'm sorry to say this, but they fall for a pretty easy trap, plus a couple of rookies screws your cover, no matter HOW green a cop is, they never make a mistake like that, if the chance was there that he would accidentally screw over your cover he would or should have never been picked as backup.' Balboa finally finished. Gibbs who had been listening was now looking worried.

'You think it could all have been a setup?', he asks.

'I don't know, I do know that it just bothers me, it all fits to perfectly.'

'You could be right, my captain was not a big fan of me and he had a huge crush on Lisa, he hated my guts because she chose for me.'

'Well, that gives motive and since he was the captain he would have plenty of opportunity', Ziva stated.

'Are we going to bring him in boss...O wait, that would be my call right now, right?' Gibbs only grinned at him and grabbed his gear.

'Well, grab your gear guys, time to bring captain Sanders in!' Ziva and Balboa grabbed their gear and followed Gibbs and Tony to the elevators.

McGee who had just wanted to help his friends/family felt alone and betrayed. Sure he liked his new position as head down in cyberville back in Norfolk but he missed the intimacy and friendship with his former colleagues/friends. He had been shocked when Tony dragged him to autopsy and nearly pushed him into the body in the drawer. He had seen a little girl and a bullet hole in her throat. He understood why Tony was that upset, he would be to, but he really did think he would be better off not investigating this case. He had given them some time to calm down and decided to return to DC to talk to his old team. He didn't want to return to the team but he did want the friendship back.

He reached the NCIS building just as he saw Tony, Gibbs, Ziva and...and...and Rick Balboa leave. ; Tssk, already replaced me, bet that didn't take long.', he said to himself. All of a sudden he felt he hate inside of him he didn't know he possessed for his old team. He didn't need them, he now had new friends and a team that did listen to him and did respect whatever he had to say! He turned around and climbed back in his car and drove back to his new home in Norfolk.

'So this is where you went after Peoria?', Ziva asked.

'Yeah, see that house there?' Ziva gave him a nod.

'That's where Kiara, Lisa and I lived, right on that porch I told a four year old that daddy wouldn't be coming home for a while because he had to go undercover.'

'How the hell did you explain that to a four year old?', Gibbs asked amazed.

Flashback

'How are we going to tell Kiara, Tony? She won't understand what it means for you to go undercover.'

'I'll tell her love, you make your special comfort food. Hey, that could turn into a tradition, I come with the news I have to go away for a little while while you make comfort food.'

'I'd rather make it a tradition to have you home safe and sound every night.' Tony saw the fear in her eyes and gave her a deep, passionate kiss.

'Don't worry about me my love, remember that this job is the reason we came here, it gives me a pay raise and Gos knows we need it.' Lisa sighed and held Tony as close as possible.

'We need you more', she said softly.

Kiara came home from playing with her best friend and told them about how they played to be mommy's.

'Kiara, come and sit with daddy outside while mommy cooks?' Kiara gave a happy nod and Tony picked her up. In passing she saw a bag and clung to her daddy. On school one of the other kids told about how his father grabbed a bag, went away and never came back.

'Daddy?', she asked scared. 'Why is there a bag standing in the hall? Are you leaving just like Tommy's daddy?' At this point she was nearly crying and held his shirt tightly in her little hands.

'No baby girl, I'm not leaving like Tommy's daddy but I do have to leave for a little while', he said while sitting in the rocking chair.

'Why do you have to leave daddy? I don't want you to leave! Please don't leave!' Kiara was crying and Tony held he tightly against her chest.

'Do you remember how you played make believe with your friend today?', he asked her softly.

'Yes.' Kiara responded still crying.

'Daddy is going to play make believe to with a whole group of people, but while doing that, daddy can't come home because it will end the game.'

'I'm sure that they will understand when you say you have to go home daddy, and why can't you come home? I could come home to!'

'This is grown up make believe, grown ups don't like it when their game gets interrupted.'

'But after that you will be coming back home?', she asked.

'I would never leave you and your mom baby.' Kiara nods.

'Okay.'

End flashback

Gibbs had like Tony a light smile on his face from the memory.

'When I came back she was so happy, she had made a whole bunch of drawings but since she didn't know where I was she turned it into a album and gave it to me when I came home.'

'Kelly did the same once, I had been gone for deployment for quite some time and she sent me as many paintings as she could, when I came home she gave me an other one, a day later we turned it into a book.' Ziva stared at Gibbs with open mouth and even Balboa looked at Gibbs in shock, Tony however didn't reply, he looked lost in his own memory's.

Flashback

'She's finally asleep', Tony said.

'She's missed you.', Lisa says while drawing Tony in for a deep and passionate kiss. Once they come back up Tony smiles against her neck.

'I think she was not the only one.'

'Got that right', she said while kissing him again. She had missed him like crazy. She had missed his scent, hiss kisses, his humor, his strong arms and broad chest, she had missed his warmth.

'How about we take this upstairs?', Tony asked when they came up for breath again.

'A very wise decision detective DiNozzo.'

'Is that so? Mrs. DiNozzo?' They went upstairs and made deep, passionate love...twice! Firs sloppy and full of need, the second time full of love and passion. The first time was about needing each other, the second time however was about rediscovering each others' body's and claiming it once again. After that they fell into a deep sleep, curled into each others' body.

End flashback

'Tony, we are here. How do you want to do this?', Balboa asked.

'Storm in like we own the place, demand a interrogation room and beat the info out of him when needed.'

'I think I like that approach.', Gibbs commented. Ziva rolled her eyes.

'Figured you would, but don't you think we should go for a little more...I don't know, subtle approach?'

'I said beat it out of him when needed, that's pretty subtle, compared to the alternative...', Tony stated.

'Which would be?', Balboa asked.

'Storm in like we own the place, demand a interrogation room,' Tony started.

'And beat the info out of the guy from the start.', Gibbs finished for him. Tony and Gibbs gave each other a quick smile before getting serious again.

Balboa had trouble keeping from laughing and Ziva just rolled her eyes.

'Right, subtle it is.'

Tony threw the doors open and the agents inside looked up to see who threw the door open. In mere seconds the whole building got quiet.

'Where is Sanders?', Tony's voice sounded.

'Why do you need him?'Tony looked to where the voice sounded and saw his old partner.

'Roy,' he said with a not to happy face. 'That is need to know and you don't.'

'Then you don't need to know where captain Sanders is.'

'Not my captain, I only answer to one boss.'

'That's one boss more then you did here. How can I help you, former detective DiNozzo.' Tony looked at up and saw on the stairs the man he was looking for. Michael Sanders. Tony came close that he never had a good reason to listen to a pig, but it seemed into his best interest to stay nice.

'Came to have a chat.'

'And where is this big boss you listen to. I assume it's him who really would like that chat.'

'Never assume. Now I'm a nice guy so I'll let you choose between interrogation room one or two.'

'Am I being charged with something?'

'if that was the case I would be reading you your rights about now, I really hope you'll give me a reason to, but this far I'm only here to have a chat.'

'Then my office will do.'

'Michael, Michael, Michael, have you ever known me to let the subject chose the place of questioning?'

'It's captain sanders. And you just gave me a choice.'

'That was to show you my good faith of trust, but I forgot you don't trust a single soul so I'll make the choice for you and chose interrogation room two and let me ad that if I don't see you there in a minute I will arrest you for disturbing a federal investigation.', Tony said with a pointed look.

'Is that a thread? Agent DiNozzo?' Tony knew the man was mocking him, the word agent spat like an insult.

'I make promises, Michael, but you are free to take it however you like,' e turned to face his coworkers. 'Gibbs, I want you inside with me, Ziva, Balboa, you will be observing.' He walked with big paces towards the interrogation rooms and couldn't wait for the interrogation to start.