In this chapter the fictional president holds a speech in this FanFiction after what has happened. This speech includes material of the orginal speech from George W. Bush from 9/11 2001. I do not own anything. No expressions in this story do necessarily represent my own opinion. I reference to other series, books, speeches, etc. but I do not own anything.

Chapter 6

When Gibbs came back to the office he was absolutely angry. He had had a meeting with Fornell and after his opinion neither FBI nor CIA did enough. America was under attack and thousands of innocent people have died. How many did they want dead until they intervened? It was unbelievable how egoistic and selfish such 'intelligent' agents could be.

Nobody had an idea how this could have happened and who was behind this. All strings were pulled and international phone conferences have already been organized. All countries were alarmed. Nobody has taken any responsibility for the events by now therefore the secret service of most countries didn't suspect organizations like Hamas or Al Qaeda but on the other side they couldn't think of any other organization being able to let something like this happen.

Gibbs has no clearance for any higher information so he had to depend on the calm-down-attempt by Fornell.

'What have you found out boss?', McGee asked. He and Ziva were watching TV. She was okay again but her eyes were swollen and red. There were dry tears on her cheeks. McGee obviously had wined, too.

'Nobody knows anything. No suspects yet. Fornell isn't high enough either. There will be a high classified phone conference with other UN-countries, soon. He told me we shouldn't even try to hack in', Gibbs explained.

'Well, Anonymous obviously managed once', McGee responded. Ziva looked puzzled. 'Well, they have managed to listen to a conference between FBI and Scotland Yard, about half a year ago', McGee further explained. 'What about Vance?', Ziva asked. 'He has no clearance either', Gibbs said. 'What is happening now is highly classified. It can't be hacked', he added, not knowing that this actually happened only three miles from where he stood now.

Caroline sat in front of her own laptop and moved her finger that fast that Alessandro who stood behind her, had problems following them.

He smiled seeing her in what she could do best. Well, second best.

He was so astonished how such a pretty girl could be so smart and so good in Computers.

'I'm in now', Caroline told him and Alessandro sat down at the table, where his brother Antonio, Katarina, Dr. Medici and the other two head members already sat.

They all listened through the loudspeakers what the governments and Intelligence services were going to discuss.

'Have you also asked him about Tony?', Ziva asked after a while.

The TV showed firemen and police officers in the ruins of the hospital. Most of the patients and doctors have died, death toll rose every minute and had already crossed the 1000-people-mark. It was the evening of 12th September. Patients who were still alive were brought to other hospitals, even those in the suburbs and next cities were overcrowded by now. They made perfect targets for another attack. But there was no other choice. Some people had died on the transport, doctors were hurt, too less doctors for too many patients now.

You saw people running on the streets, crying after friends and relatives who had died in the attacks or who still were missed. As the hospital has burned and exploded to its base walls, most bodies have been burnt or vaporized. Unable to recognize there lay so many unidentified bodies on the ground, nobody could guess the real amount of dead people.

It was just so unbelievable cruel.

'Yes, they couldn't find anything. They searched the room where he'd been. He was registered as a patient and in the two-bed-room there was found three bodies in bed. All too burnt to be identified', Gibbs said looking at the screen.

Ziva sighed. 'I should have been there, I should have gone visiting him earlier', she said.

'Then you would be dead now, too. What do two dead agents bring us?', Vance asked.

Nobody has heard him coming and nobody turned around to see him.

'You should all go home now', he advised.

'And die in our beds?', Ziva turned around. She was angry again, with herself, with Vance and with the world. Tears ran down her face, again.

'Shush', McGee said and pointed to the TV. As it seemed, the president was going to hold another speech. They all turned back to the plasma screen.

'Good evening. Today, our fellow citizens, and yesterday, our way of life and our very freedom came under attack in a series of intentional and deadly acts. The victims were in the airplanes, in the museum, in the hospital: passengers, museum employees, visitors, doctors, men, women and children. Those thousands of lives were suddenly ended by such evil assassinations. The pictures of the collapsing museum, the exploding airplane and the burning hospital have brought us disbelief, terrible sadness and an unyielding, silent anger. This was an attempt to plunge us into chaos and retreat. But this attempt failed. They have failed eleven years ago and they failed yesterday and this morning. They will ever fail. Because our country is strong.

What those people have done is evil and cannot be described with other words. Their acts were baleful. They wanted us to doubt on our grounds. On the columns we stand on. But they did not. Because we have no doubts. They may have destroyed buildings of our civilization but they will never destroy us, the civilization itself. Our columns will never falter and never break. Our government will continue without interruption. Our very intelligent agencies and those of other countries are already working on the continuation of all federal institutions and of course, they search for the root of these events.

They are the ones who are most capable of tackling the problem's roots and therefore they will succeed. Our emergency response plans are working out and our military is powerful and prepared for all kind of thinkable attacks. But our first priority is caring for the injured and protecting the living. We are the ones who are in charge now because we are the living and we have to care. When we saw evil, today and yesterday, we respond with our human nature, we respond with the best of America.

The search is underway for those who were behind these evil acts. We have full resources of our intelligence and law enforcement and of those of the other nations. Together we will bring the responsible for our suffer to justice. We will bring those to justice who planned these attacks, those who harbored the evil, those knew about the attacks, those who carried out these attacks, those who now hide somewhere and have in any slightest way to do with those grave and inexcusable attacks.

I thank the many world leaders who have called to offer their condolences and assistance. I welcome them. Because, even we, the citizens of the United Nations of America, cannot solve this problem on our own. We have to work together to protect the lives of our people. And everybody can help in this fight as everybody is affected by it. When we work together we can work out all the problems that affect us together. By doing this, we can unite in our fight for justice and peace. America has stood down enemies before, and we all will do so this time. None of us will ever forget this day, yet we go forward to defend our and all men's freedom and all that is for the good, the peace and just in our world. Thank you and good night. And God bless America.' (Parts of it are from the original speech by Bush on 9/11 2001. I do not own anything. I just had the idea to use it because I once had to analyze it in an exam.)

Ziva took a deep breath. That sounded hopefully. Too hopefully in her eyes.

These men who did this, killed Tony.

She had loved him.

And she will find justice. She will make justice.

She promised that to herself. And to Tony.

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