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Tony arrived and went into the room that he had to wait in and walked over to the window. He took a deep breath and then dialled the number. "I'm here, let him go now."

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Marks just stared at the door and waited. It wouldn't be long before the man he loved would be in his arms. Soon Tony would understand that Gibbs and the others would have to die, he would also help to end their lives. It would be done together.

"Tony," he sighed as the door opened and Tony was escorted in by some criminals that owed Marks a lot of favours. He was shackled to the chair; his hands were cuffed behind his back with cuffs on each ankle he was completely bound and unable to move.

"What do you want with me?"

"I love you."

"You're kidding me. You raped me, stalked me. You make me sick." Tony yelled as he struggled to free himself.

"You'll see I'll show you."

Tony knew that Marks' obsession with him was never going to end. It hadn't diminished over the years. This needed to end. He did not doubt that Gibbs and the others to find him.

"Never."

"We need to go, Gibbs knows this place. We can't stay here."

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Gibbs stormed out of the elevator and pinned Fornell against the wall.

"I knew this was a bad idea. You were supposed to keep him safe, who was watching him?"

"Sacks." The FBI agent winced as he spoke his name.

"Sacks?" You chose the one agent that despises DiNozzo."

"I believed he would he professional enough to do his job."

"Professional, you're kidding. The way he talked about and to my agent it was far from that. You'd better pray that we get DiNozzo back safe and sound." Gibbs growled and stormed over to his desk. "What have we got?" He yelled at his team, Ziva and McGee ran back to their desks and grabbed the information they'd collected.

"Gibbs, my office now," Vance ordered from the mezzanine.

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Vance looked up as the door slammed open and hit the wall.

"What do you want?" Gibbs snapped.

"I wanted to check on how you are, to make sure you weren't hurt …in anyway."

"No, he just kept me captive and delighted in telling me about what he wanted to do to Tony," Gibbs collapsed heavily in one of the chairs and buried his head in his hands. "He's been through so much already, and now he's in the hands of this madman. I don't know how much more he can take. We need to find Tony and quickly."

"Everything NCIS has is at your disposal. The Director of the FBI has said we could have anything from them we need. It's obvious how much they've messed up, with not telling us about the murders and then not doing their job by keeping an eye on DiNozzo. Go and come to me if I can do anything. This needs to be ended once and for all."

Gibbs looked at Vance and then nodded. He turned and left the Director's office. If Tony came back hurt, he wouldn't be the only one to suffer. He guilt had already started and had no idea how he would survive the loss of the man he loved. It had been a long time, but he prayed that everything would turn out.

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Tony knew that he had to make Marks want to gloat, to prove that he was better than Gibbs, which he had won. Hopefully, McGeek had the number set up so as soon as it rang, they could trace it. It was the reason he left the cell and the only number it had received. He trusted his team to have his back. His little probie would have things sorted. It was time to play his part and push some buttons. He was the wild card after all. Tony knew it might go the wrong way for him, but if he didn't do something, well, rape would occur. The people he cared for would be killed; Marks was too possessive to let them live. This was the only chance they had to end this.

"You know I'll never be yours Marks."

"Yes, one day you'll understand."

Tony laughed. "You're nothing compared to him. Just by thinking of Gibbs it excites me. He'll beat you in the end."

"You're wrong, I have you now, and you're mine, mine, MINE!" He yelled.

"Gibbs won't think so. He's very protective over what is his, and I am you know, his." These words were spoken from the heart; Anthony DiNozzo Jr would always belong to Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

"He'll understand when you tell him that you belong to me." Marks laughed hysterically to himself.

Tony looked up at the ceiling and took a deep breath. He hoped this worked.

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"Boss, we have the number that called Tony on the burner phone. If it makes a text or a call, we'll know about it. I have the trace already set up."

"Good job McGee, DiNozzo left that information for a reason. He knows what you would do Tim."

"Do you think so?" The hope could be heard in the younger agent's voice.

"Yes, I do." Gibbs did not doubt that Tony had thought this out as much as he could. Tony would also put his own life on the line to get this man caught. They'd placed NCIS agents around the area where Gibbs had been held. He wouldn't be able to move Tony too far now. Marks knew that not only NCIS and the FBI were out, but also Metro PD. He knew what they would do after being the Captain.

Just then his cell started to ring.

"It's him, boss."

"Is the trace ready?" Gibbs waited for McGee to nod. He then answered the phone. "Gibbs."

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"Hello Special Agent in Charge Leroy Jethro Gibbs. I'd thought I'd check in. Why? For Tony of course. It won't be long before you're barely a memory, wait, make that a nightmare." Marks replied smarmily.

Tony glanced over at the clock and watched it. He managed to stop the smile as he heard his kidnapper's voice get angrier and angrier. Gibbs could make anyone livid, just ask his ex-wives.

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McGee indicated for Gibbs to carry on, they needed him to be on the phone a little longer.

Gibbs nodded in acknowledgment. "Tony will never be yours. He spent years trying to forget you and left that police department to get away. He fell in love with me and wants to be with me." He pulled away from the cell, and everyone could hear the noise from the other side. Marks was not happy.

The computer expert scribbled down something on a piece of paper and held it up. "Got it," he whispered.

"When we get hold of you, you'll never see or get near Tony again, and eventually you'll be a nightmare that will fade and be forgotten." Gibbs looked down at the cell, "he hung up on me." The teams all headed out. They would find their friend, and he would be okay.

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Tony smirked as Marks threw the phone against the wall.

"He's mine; he's mine." Marks shouted.

"I'll always belong to Jethro. No matter what happens, you'll never make me forget him. We've been through too much as work colleagues, friends and lovers." That was Tony's one truth. His blue-eyed, silver haired love was so deep in him. Gibbs was a part of who he was at his very core and could never be removed.

Marks grabbed Tony by the throat and squeezed. "Just wait; with what I plan to do to you, you'll beg to mine. I'll be the only one you think of." He tightened his hand a little more and smiled as the younger man started to struggle and then finally released him.

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Fornell glanced at the large abandoned warehouse. He pulled his gun and glanced over at Gibbs. "You okay to do this?"

Gibbs glared at him coldly. "Yes."

"Okay, just checking." He turned to look at the NCIS, FBI and Metro PD. An agent came over and whispered into his ear. "There are only two signatures; they are in a separate room at the back of the warehouse. Be prepared for anything, and this man is dangerous." He waited for the indication that everyone had heard and was ready. "Let's go."

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Marks stripped off his shirt and pants. He then kneeled between Tony's open legs.

He placed his gun on the floor near him and slowly slid his hands up Tony's muscular legs and then up his chest. Once at the top Marks started to undo the buttons of the shirt. Tony tensed under his touch.

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Balboa was the first who went through the warehouse to the office at the back, and he kicked the door open. Fornell was in first followed by Gibbs, Ziva, and McGee right behind him.

Marks turned and reached for his gun.

"Put it down, now Marks," Fornell ordered.

"He belongs to me; he always will." Marks' body moved, and the gun's aim went towards Tony.

Four shots rang out as soon as the movement started. Marks' body fell forwards and onto Tony.

Fornell and Gibbs slowly made their way over. The gun on the floor was kicked back towards the other agents. Tobias reached out and checked for a pulse; he found none. They then pushed the body away until it fell to the ground.

"Tony, are you alright?" Gibbs untied his arms, Fornell did his legs.

Once he was free, he was pulled up into a pair of strong arms. "Jethro." He sighed and held on tightly to the man he loved. "He didn't do anything, just made some threats and promise. I knew you would save me."

"I want to strangle you for this plan. It was dangerous; there were so many things that could've gone wrong. Tony, I could've lost you. I…" His voice faded away.

"I had to do this; I couldn't seem to do anything knowing that he was still out there. When I found out about all the people, he murdered just to get to me. I had to do something. I trusted, I believed in you and the team to save me in time."

"Let's get back to NCIS; Ducky can take a look at you. We'll also get the interview done if you're up to it. Balboa's team will take over this location. Simms team is already where I was held."

Tony wanted to argue about being checked over, but he knew it was not just for him. The others needed confirmation that he was okay. He nodded and was led out by Gibbs.

McGee looked over at Ziva and smiled. They wouldn't have to look over their shoulder for Marks anymore. He now belonged to Ducky.

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Tony collapsed on Gibbs couch he hated that Gibbs had been so worried about him, but it had been the only thing he could think off. He stretched out and dozed off. It was the first time he felt comfortable enough to sleep, and Ducky had given him something to help that along. The ME had thought it was the best thing for him.

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Fornell smiled at DiNozzo asleep; he felt as if he could breathe himself. He might wind the kid up, but he respected the younger agent a lot. It was time to find Gibbs, and there was only one place he could be. The basement. He was just in time to see a glass being thrown against the wall and shattering.

"Gibbs."

"I could've lost him; I can't go through that again."

"Don't do anything stupid like leave him. If you weren't romantically involved with him any more would it have made any difference?" Fornell waited until his friend shook his head. "Exactly, you would feel the same, but just miserable and even guiltier for not being around. You love him, and he's going to need you."

"I know."

"Make sure he talks to someone; you need to as well."

Gibbs glared at him. "I'll talk to Tony about seeing someone."

"I'll see you both later, go upstairs and join your boy."

"He's not a boy."

Fornell walked away with a chuckle.

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It had been over a week, and Tony had been signed off for a couple of weeks at least. He had to see a psychiatrist, and it was up to them to decide when he was able to go back. It had been hard on Gibbs as he had to talk as well. It had brought them closer together.

Tony walked over to Gibbs desk; he'd hoped to steal him away for lunch. Just then Fornell arrived.

"This better not be a case." Gibbs glared at his friend.

"No, I just come bearing news. I thought I would personally deliver it."

"What news?" Tony asked he couldn't help being nosey.

"It's about Sacks; he's been fired. There were warnings on his file, and it wasn't just the way he talked and treated DiNozzo. Falling asleep while on duty was the final straw. I doubt he 'll get a job with any agency."

"You do know that I would've still managed to get past him even if he was awake."

"I know Tony, I am sorry. I should've never used him in this case. Another agent might have been able to do more."

"It's okay Tobias." Tony smiled at the FBI agent who then turned to go and see Vance.

"Let's go to lunch."

"Sounds like a plan Jethro." The two men smiled at each other.

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Tony snuggled deeper into Jethro's embrace."

"I love you so very much Tony. I don't know what I would have done if I lost you."

"I love you too; we'll do everything we can to protect each other."

"That sounds like a plan." Gibbs turned to his lover. "Move in with me."

Tony turned so he could stare into those blue eyes he loved so much. "Really?"

"Yes really."

"I'd love to, uh can we?" He waved his hand around.

"Yes, we can change things and redecorate."

"Good." Tony settled down and closed his eyes. Seeing the psychiatrist had helped, even when he was back on duty he would carry on seeing her. Their relationship had grown so much, they would still argue, but then the making up was so much fun.

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