Gibbs lifted up his phone and answered solemnly. "Yeah Gibbs?"

"Agent Gibbs, how are things in my home land?"

"Barclay…" He stopped as another call came in. Abby. He rejected the call and knew nothing could be more important then the conversation he was about to have.

"The voicemail box you have reached has not been set up. Please try your call again later." Tony closed the phone. "Abs, he doesn't have his voicemail set up."

She shrugged. "Would he check it anyway?"

"Good point." He opened the phone a second time. "What is he on your speed dial? I'll keep trying."

"He's number one."

"Of course he is…"

She lifted the stapler up. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, nothing." He suddenly became very afraid and stepped a few feet away as he tried the call a second time.

"Your dead line is fast approaching." Barclay began.

Franks and Ziva were picking up on his mannerisms and followed behind Gibbs as he paced. "You lost your bargaining privileges when you killed my ME."

"I have a new bargaining chip…" He held the receiver to McGee.

"Boss, I'm sorry…"

"Tim?" Gibbs hollered into the phone, but it wasn't long before Barclay came back on.

"Guess your people like to play hero. Well I'm happy to say I have not shot this one yet. However, bring me Grenioulle as we discussed and I'll hand him over unscathed."

"You are really starting to piss me off you know that?"

"I am quite aware..."

Gibbs cursed under his breath as another call from Abby came through. This time he simply ignored it. "We're on our way back to the States."

"I shall be in touch."

Gibbs cleared his throat. "Hurt my agent; and there will be more than Grenioulle's head on a platter."

"Really boss, this is not the time to dodge calls."

"He never rejects my call; it must not be on him."

"He's on a mission Abby; would Gibbs not have his phone on him?"

Abby suddenly dropped the stapler. "Oh my Gosh…he's hurt…or worse…he always answers…he cant be dead Tony…he cant be…I never told him how much I…" She stopped herself and watched as he reached out to calm her.

"Abby, I'm sure there's a logical explanation; like maybe he was on another line; or he had it vibrate and didn't feel it; or maybe just maybe he's doing something more important right now…"

She took a few deep breaths and picked the stapler back up. "But what's more important than answering my call?"

Gibbs closed the phone and handed it to Ziva. "David; get us a car and the next flight out of this place…"

"I am on it; just as soon as you tell me what is happening?"

"Barclay has McGee; he must've located Abby and Ducky and went after them."

"Alone?"

He threw his hands up. "Hell if I know; just get us a damn flight."

Mike stepped in cautiously. "Probie…"

"Don't Probie me Mike; I got two of my people dead, one in danger of joining them and a Director who's lost it…"

"You forgot about your girlfriend…"

Gibbs didn't respond and raced over to take back his phone from Ziva. And without an explanation he hit the send button.

"Please Lord let him answer." Tony eyes were lifted heavenward when he heard the other line pick up. He didn't have to chance to respond before he heard the scary yet calming voice…

"Abby! What the hell is so damn urgent?"

Jenny was sifting through some paper work when a familiar face entered her office.

"Agent Fornell?"

"Surprised to see me?"

She shook her head and managed a smile. "You here to arrest me?"

He shrugged. "Now, why would I do that? You do something wrong?" He was sarcastic in his tone; but didn't smile.

"I should've expected Jethro to contact you. What do you know?"

He gestured towards himself as he took a seat. "Who me? Oh, I know enough. Couple of my Agents are guarding your forensic scientist…feisty little thing she is. And I just left a scene where one of your Sedans was abandoned. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?"

She deduced rather quickly. "Agent McGee?"

"It certainly appears that way. Miss Scuito provided me with the address where she and the ME were being held. There was no sign of them; but he did leave his cell phone. And oddly enough; your number appeared in his recent call list. Interesting eh?"

"You are going to arrest me for talking to someone?"

"Someone no. A man who has taken hostage a Federal Agent, maybe." He leaned towards her desk and examined her. "How long did you really think you could pull off this whole charade?"

"If there's nothing else Agent Fornell; I am quite busy."

He stood up with a smile; achieving what he'd wanted. "Busy getting your affairs in order?" He watched her scowl and got the message. "Nice knowing you Director."

"Is that supposed to scare me?"

He shook his head and smiled. "No, I'll leave the scaring to Gibbs…"

Tony had to smile at his reaction. "Miss you too boss."

Gibbs let his mouth hang open for what seemed like minutes before Mike snapped him back into reality with a gentle head slap. "Probie…focus."

"Tony?"

"The one and only."

A smile made its way on Gibbs face; but he was still suspicious. "Who is your favorite TV character?"

"The Mag of course."

He let out a deep sigh and resisted the urge to let out a yell as he gave the nod to Ziva and Mike and watched Ziva nothing short of leap into Mike's arms. He was hesitant to oblige at first but eventually joined in on the excitement. After all; he knew how fond Gibbs was of the kid.

"Where the hell have you been?"

Tony had to smile at his gruff response. "Hey, don't go yelling at me. You're the one who's not in Kansas anymore."

Gibbs didn't smile. "Are you hurt?"

"Little banged up. But I got away; you're gonna love how I did it…first I…"

"DiNozzo, later. Right now I need you on this. Have you talked to Jenny?"

He grinned. "Talked yes, killed… not yet."

Gibbs shook his head at the comment. "Is Abby in on this call?"

"No, she's right next to me."

"Put it on speaker."

Tony placed the phone down and Abby was grinning with excitement. "Can you believe it Gibbs? He's okay!!"

"I know Abs…listen, Barclay has McGee…" He anticipated her response. "He'll be fine; we have what he wants. I need you to pull up my phone logs; Barclay called me a few minutes ago from a restricted number…also get a hold of Fornell…"

"Uh boss…" Tony interrupted, watching Fornell enter the lab with a smile and dismissing his Agents.

"I'm here Jethro. How's Scotland?"

Gibbs smiled at his impeccable timing. "To be honest; I'm a little home sick… what'd you find at Barclays location?"

"I'm having the footage from all the traffic cameras transferred here; that could give us a lead…I also found a body."

Gibbs closed his eyes and swallowed hard. "Ducky."