"What does he mean thief? Ziva asked, who was again tied to a chair facing away from Tony.

"I wasn't a thief... Well sort of. I had this friend named David Shervantez and he was a thief. He taught me everything he knows about thievery."

"But how the hell did you get into the police academy?" Tim asked, who was tied to his left.

"Oh, MeGoo, you don't know who David Shervantez is, do you?" Tony said with a smirk

"He's the best thief there is. He has never gotten caught. He specializes in computer hacking, retrieval specialist-

"Which is another word for being a hitter, someone who kills and beats people up to get what they want." Ziva cut in

"Yes, he also is a grifter, someone who acts their way through anything and can con anybody. He is also a thief. Gibbs finished, who was tied to the right of Tony.

"I still don't understand how he was able to become a cop, much less a NCIS agent." Tim asked, still confused

"Tim, he taught me, and since he is the best that means...

"Your the best." Tim finished

"Okay, enough with catching up, can we figure out a way to get out of here?!?" DiNozzo Sr. asked, who had somehow been tied in the middle of the circle. Everyone's chair was tied up to his so no one could move an inch without the whole teams full cooperation. Tony knew that though and he was still going to get them out.

"I have a plan." Tony said

"Yes and your last plan worked so well!" Ziva exclaimed sarcastically.

"This one is not full proof, but when the plan goes into action I'll make sure I'm the one in here. Okay." Tony said defiantly.

"Tony what are you suggesting?" Tim said a little nervous now

"I'm suggesting that I need to call in some old friends." Tony said not paying attention, but looking around at the walls for something the team had no idea of what it was, or who it was.

"Are you going to call Shervantez, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked also a little worried but annoyed too.

"And, Willow, and Micheal Johnson, and Sasha Stilleni." Tony said still looking around "Some people that specialize in certain things." Turning his attention back onto the team.

"And how are you going to get a hold of them?" Ziva asked getting annoyed

"Ziva I already have. See my team uses these ear-buds to communicate, so they're on their way."

Three hours later the plan was all set, but there were some things that Tony wasn't telling them, and somewhere along the way Tony was able uncuff himself from his chair

"Ziva I can pick any lock. Nothing can hold me for long." Tony said with a smirk as she looked at him with disbelief in her eyes.

Just then, for the second time that day, someone pocked their head through the air vent. They pulled the same maneuver that Tony had only a couple of hours ago, theirs was a bit sloppy. This time it was a women who had long blond hair and was dressed in black. She was so skinny that she looked like she never had a decent meal. This women was in her late teens early twenty's.

"Nice of you to join us Willow." Tony said turning around with an evil smile on his face.

"Well look here you got yourself involved in the Feds again. She said sarcastically, rolling her eyes as well. "Should I call the nearest bar and tell them you'll be coming, too?" Now getting angry.

"We're not involved, we're on the same team." He said trying to get her to come down. "Sort of." Tony said looking over at the NCIS team. "Okay, you know what to do? Right Willow."

"Yes, you...people come with me." She turned back to the vent then stopped when she noticed no one was following her. When she turned around she saw that the NCIS team were just looking at her with dumbstruck looks. "Well we're not just going to float out of the window and into Wonderland, now are we? So come on we need to get moving." The team shook their heads and walked towards her. Gibbs on the other hand stayed behind.

"I'll stay here with DiNozzo." He said defiantly

"Gibbs, not in this lifetime. I know what I'm doing. I've done it a million times. Now go you can't afford to go through this again. The team can't afford you to go through this again, me on the other hand, I'm not coming back so it doesn't matter what happens to me." Tony said looking straight into Gibbs eyes. Hazel on blue.

Gibbs then raised his hand and slapped Tony on the back of the head. He meant it to be a goodbye slap not a discipline slap, and Tony knew that. "Thanks, Boss." Then Gibbs turned and followed the others into the air duct and Tony could hear Ziva ask what he meant by "not coming back".

Once the NCIS team and Willow were well into the air ducts Tony turned around and started to make the bomb that would distract the guards long enough for NCIS and his own team to get away. How he was going to get out was a complete mystery.

When he managed to assemble the bomb he got the signal that the NCIS team and his team were ready to go and for the operation to start. Tony then walked over to the door and started to bang on it and scream. He then backed up next to the door so when someone did come in he could surprise attack them. He hoped that Shervantez had taught him well enough to fight the security guards that were pounding their feet towards him. The door opened and Tony went all Ziva on them. He got hit a few times in the stomach and face but he kept up the fight. When all the men were down he dragged all but one towards the supply closet near the door in the hall. The one guard that was left was about the same size, weight, and build as Tony. Tony then proceeded to switch his and the guards cloths. Now Tony looked like any other security guard. He grabbed the detonator and walked out the door. Tony opened the blueprints on his phone again and used it as a map. When he was far enough away he ducked into a supply closet and set off the bomb. It shook the whole building and within seconds people were running towards the bomb.

How stupid do you have to be to run towards a bomb? Tony asked himself silently. When the pounding of feet stopped Tony stepped out of the supply closet and kept on walking with a giant satisfactory grin on his face. Tony stopped when he realized what room he had just passed. It was the room in which he heard the two men talking earlier when he was in the air duct. Against his better judgment he retreated back and after looking around to make sure no one was around he stepped into the office.