A/N: Lost and Found is dedicated to the memory of Ralph Waite (1928-2014).

When Lena arrived at Gibbs' house, there was a pizza guy approaching the front door. Lena cut him off and paid him for the pizza. As he went back to his car, Lena rapped on the front door. She expected to see Gibbs when it opened, but got the shock of her life when she came face to face with a silver-haired old man, with sparkling blue eyes, just like Jethro.

"Dad?" she almost whispered.

Jackson smiled and nodded.

"Come on in, before that gets cold," he said, stepping aside to let her in. Jackson closed the door behind them and turned to take in his daughter's appearance.

"You're as beautiful as your Mother," he said, smiling.

Lena blushed.

"Mom told me you were a charmer."

Before Jackson could respond, Joanna came running from the kitchen and launched herself at Lena.

"Mom!"

"Are you all right?" Lena asked, hugging her daughter.

"I'm fine, Mom."

"Good, then you're grounded."

"Awe, come on!"

"What's Mom's rule number two, Joanna Beth?"

"Always call home if you're going to be late."

"Right. Take the pizza into the kitchen. I want to talk to Mr. Gibbs for a minute."

Joanna took the pizza and hurried into the kitchen.

Jackson raised an eyebrow.

"Mr. Gibbs?"

"I'm sorry. All this - it's so new to me. I guess I'm a little scared of what's going to happen."

"I have no idea, either. We can be scared together."

Lena smiled as Gibbs appeared in the living room doorway.

"Y-you've met."

"Don't sound so shocked, son."

"Is McGee here yet?"

"No."

"He was supposed to be here twenty minutes ago," Gibbs grumbled, taking out his cell phone. As he flipped it open, the front door opened, and McGee stepped through, laptop bag slung over his shoulder.

"Where have you been?" Gibbs demanded.

"Getting past Tony," Tim replied. "Do you know how hard it is to sneak out of NCIS without Tony knowing? He's like a hawk."

Gibbs had to smiled. Perhaps he'd trained DiNozzo a little too well.

"All right. Let's get to work."

Tim kneeled in front of Gibbs' coffee table, and set up his computer. As Jackson and Lena watched, Tim opened up a search program he'd designed himself.

"I can search his phone records, to see who he called before he was abducted."

"His cell number is 213-555-9345," Lena supplied.

Tim put in the number. The search took about 30 seconds.

"I'm showing several calls from a single number the night Ian disappeared. Lena, do you recognize that phone number?"

Lena glanced at it.

"No, I'm sorry, I don't."

Tim hit a few keys.

"Okay, I backtraced the phone number. It's a cellular account belonging to Manny Reyes."

"Manny is Ian's best friend. They've known each other since the 2nd grade, when we moved to the District."

"Do you have any idea why he'd call Ian that many times in one night?"

"Actually, I do. Manny's brother, Eddie, was a bully. Ian used to come home telling me about Eddie's bullying at the bus stop and at school. When the kids got to high school, Eddie dropped out, and disappeared. His mother was devastated. No one has really talked to him since."

"Looks like he's been talking to his brother. We have to find Eddie," Gibbs said. "Find everything you can on this Eddie Reyes."

"His full name is Eduardo," Lena added.

Tim nodded and started a search.

"Well find him, Lena," Gibbs said reassuringly. "I promise."

~*~*~*~*~*~

Tony entered the squad room, a file open in his hands.

"McProbious, how goes your computer search?" he asked without looking up from his folder. When he got no reply, he lowered the folder. Tim's desk was empty.

"Bishop, have you seen McGee?" Tony asked as he approached Ellie's desk. She was sitting on top of it, cross-legged, engrossed in her laptop.

"Ellie!"

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I was zoning out. I haven't seen Agent McGee for a while."

"Do you know where he went?"

"No, I'm sorry."

Tony studied her face. Her features were like stone. He couldn't tell whether or not she was lying. He nodded and turned away from her. He dropped the file on his desk and picked up his office phone, and dialed Tim's cell number.

"This is McGee, please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible."

"McGee, this not answering your phone thing isn't funny. Call me back or I'll put a BOLO out on you." Tony hung up the phone and sat down at his desk. Where in the hell could Tim have gone, that he would have had to hide it from his SFA? There was only one way to find out.

Tony got up and went over to Tim's desk. He pushed the button on Tim's desk phone, to view his call log. He didn't have to go very far to find a familiar number. He picked up Tim's desk phone and hit the redial.

"Yeah, Gibbs."

"Why is McGee at your house?"

"I really did teach you too well, DiNozzo."

"Are you looking for Ian, Boss?" Tony said at a whisper.

"Stay out of it, DiNozzo."

"I have point on this, Gibbs. I can't let you go off on your own. Vance will have my ass!"

"This is family, DiNozzo. I can't let this go. You and Bishop keep looking for Carney's killer. If McGee and I happen to find him first…"

"Don't even think about arresting him, Boss."

"I'll let McGee do the honors. Would that make you feel better, DiNozzo?"

"Very much."

"Good. Go do your job."

Gibbs hung up the phone, and Tony set down the desk phone and looked up at Ellie.

"What have you got for me, Bishop?"

"I've been searching through Ian Summers' phone records, and he called the same cell number several times on the day he was abducted. It belongs to a kid named Manny Reyes."

"Does he have a record?"

"No, but his brother does…"

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Gibbs snapped the phone shut and shoved it into his pocket.

"How did he find out?" Tim asked

"Did you clear your call history on your office phone?" Gibbs asked, irritated.

"Oh no… I knew I forgot to do something. He's not coming, is he?"

"He's working on the murder case with Bishop. You have to learn to cover your tracks better, McGee."

Tim sighed in relief as his computer beeped.

"I got a hit, Boss. Lena told me that she periodically lets Ian use her Discover card to get gas for the truck. I have a hit on the card from the night he was taken. It was at a gas station in Anacostia."

"Good work, McGee."

Gibbs picked up his jacket from the arm of the couch and started to put it on.

"Where are you going, Leroy?" Jackson asked.

"Anacostia."

"Wait a minute, Boss. You can't go alone."

"I don't need backup, McGee."

"You have no idea what you're going to find, Boss." McGee got to his feet and walked over to him. "I stuck my nose in this from the beginning. I'm involved now, whether you want me to be or not, and I'm going to have your six on this one."

Gibbs gave his Junior Agent a long look. He looked across the room. Jackson and Lena were both glaring at him.

Is that glare a family trait?

"All right, come on, McGee."

Tim grabbed his coat.

"I'm going to leave this program running," Tim told Lena. "If anything unusual pops up, call me. Jackson has my cell number."

"Will do."

Tim turned to leave.

"Wait, Tim?"

He stopped and turned around. Did she just call him by his first name?

"Thank you for helping us, and I'm sorry for the way I treated you when we first met."

"You're welcome, and I forgive you." he said with a smile.

"McGee!" Gibbs shouted from the front porch.

"Gotta go."

Tim hurried out the front door to join Gibbs. They climbed into Gibbs' car and headed off toward Anacostia.

TBC...