Gibbs walked into MTAC just as Vance was pulling off his headset.

"I just got through with talking to the head of the CIA. Byrne or something. Do you know why he called?" Vance asked glaring.

Gibbs shrugged, staring back at Vance.

"Don't give me that crap. I know, you know Mcgee and Abby hacked into the CIA database to get information on a Russian by the name of EricYukov," Vance said looking even more madder with every word he said to Gibbs.

"It was information we needed to keep Alex safe," Gibbs said simply.

"Yeah, well you're lucky the CIA knows Alex and knows he's under our protection. Otherwise you'd be minus a field agent and a forensic analyst right now. The CIA's gonna let this slide...This time. They're willing to help keep Alex safe. But they insist next time you need information,you ASK. And they said they'll see what they can do," Vance said.

"We'll keep that in mind," Gibbs said turning to leave.

"You do that Gibbs," Vance warned as Gibbs walked out.

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-In the lab-

"What? You're a Silver Chair fan? No way!" Abby exclaimed. This was just one of the many questions Abby had asked since Gibbs left Alex with her.

"What's your favorite song sung by them?" She asked.

"Pure Massacre," Alex replied.

Abby was about to reply when Alex's phone went off. He pulled it out and looked at the caller ID. It was a text message from Tom Harris. He was about to open it up and look at it when Abby spoke up.

"Uhh, do you think that's a good idea? I mean can't SCORPIA track your phone, Alex?"

Alex smiled, " They could if this was a regular phone. The gadget maker of MI6 is sort of a friend of mine, he thought I would like to keep in touch with Tom Harris, my friend that knows I'm a spy, while I was under protection so he gave me this phone. No one but MI6 can track this phone. Mr. Smithers made sure of that."

Abby's eyes lit up, "Gadget-maker? You mean as in like real high-tech gadgets? That's awesome! Does it blow stuff up like in the new James Bond movies?"

Alex's smile widened at Abby's enthusiasm, " Yeah, actually it does. If I hit 1496 it sends out a distress signal out to MI6. And there 'supposed' to let NCIS know that the distress signal has been activated and track the signal," Alex said emphasizing the 'supposed'. The last time he had been given a distress signal MI6 ignored it. And Alex wasn't holding his breath this time.

Abby noticed this and patted Alex's back, "Alex, Gibbs is looking out for you. And if Gibbs is looking after you, you have nothing to worry about."

"Thanks, Abby," Alex said opening his phone and looking at the text.

Hey Al' How's it going with the protection detail you got going on in America? Hope it's not the SAS all over again. Hurry up and text me back and let me know you're not dead.

Alex smiled grimly at his phone. He would love to be in London with Tom helping him look for girls, and giving him his mandatory pep talk when they shot him down.

"That your girlfriend?" Abby asked seeing Alex's smile.

"Well I'd certainly hope not. It's from Tom actually," Alex replied.

"Sounds like a good friend, Alex," Gibbs replied as he appeared out of nowhere.

"You and Mcgee are losing your touch," He replied as he turned to Abby.

"What are you talking about?" Abby asked.

"The CIA knows you hacked them."

"What?! There's no way we left a trail!" Abby said, then not even waiting on an answer she turned around and hit a speed dial button on her lab phone.

Then she screamed into it, "Mcgee get down here!"

"Abby I'm taking Alex home now. He's had a pretty long day," Gibbs said noticing Alex was trying to stifle a yawn.

Abby ran up and gave Gibbs a quick hug and then Alex and replied, "Goodnight! I'll see you tomorrow, Alex!"

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When they arrived to Gibbs' house Alex was completely exhausted.

Gibbs had Alex's luggage brought to NCIS from his apartment so they could take it to his house.

He helped Alex bring his stuff up to the spare bedroom.

"Are you hungry? I'm pretty sure theirs some leftovers in the fridge," Gibbs said leaning against the door frame, watching Alex unpack some pajamas to sleep in.

"No, thanks. It's been a pretty long day. I think I'm just gonna go to bed," Alex replied eyeing the comfortable looking bed.

Gibbs nodded his head, " Okay I'll be in the basement if you need me."

And with that he walked out, closing the door behind him.

Alex quickly undressed and got into his pajama bottoms, then started to pull on a loose fitting T-shirt, but thought better of it. It was really warm in the room.

Then he crawled into bed and pulled the covers up above his bare chest and fell into a restless slumber.

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Alex had went to bed pretty early so that left Gibbs with a lot of time to work on his boat.

He glanced at his watch it read, 1:15 AM so he decided to call it a night, and headed upstairs.

Cutting off all the lights as he went he went up the stairs and headed for his bedroom, but stopped short when he reached Alex's room.

He heard groaning, whimpering almost, coming from Alex's room.

He threw open the door, switched on a lamp by a table, and he saw Alex tossing and turning in his bed.

Alex had a pained expression on his face, and he had broken out in a cold sweat.

The boy tossed again, throwing the blankets off of him as he did, exposing his bare chest to Gibbs. And Gibbs saw the nasty scar on the teenagers chest just above his heart. Gibbs also noted all the other various scars, also one or two bruises that were barely there anymore but Gibbs, being the trained investigator that he is, saw the slight discoloration on the skin.

Alex's breathe was coming in short bursts now, so Gibbs quickly went over and sat on the edge of the sleeping boys bed and shook him gently, "Alex.... Alex come on, wake up."

Alex's eyes snapped open and he sat up, breathing hard, looking pale and disoriented.

"Hey come on now, calm down. You were just having a nightmare. It's over now just relax," Gibbs comforted, much like he did with Kelly when she had a nightmare.

Alex looked at Gibbs for a moment, then finally understanding where he was, he said, " I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up."

"I wasn't asleep. Are you okay? You look real pale. Do you feel nauseous" Gibbs asked sounding concerned.

Alex shook his head, his thoughts going over the dream he just had.

It had went from seeing Sarov kill himself to Yassen dying on Air Force One. But the worst part had been the end.

He was watching a man and woman boarding a plane. He could also see another man waving to the couple at a distance. It was Ash! And the couple was his parents.

He saw his mothers beautiful blonde hair blowing in the wind, as his father slid his hand around her waist as he led her into the plane. They were both smiling at one another, oblivious to what was about to happen. The doors closed and the plane started moving.

Alex took off after the plane, he had to stop it, somehow he had to stop that plane and get his parent to safety. The last thing he saw before he woke up was the plane, with his parents aboard, blow up.

"Come on Alex. Let me make you some tea. It'll help you sleep better," Gibbs said snapping Alex of his thoughts. The dream had obviously shook him up.

Alex nodded and slowly got out of bed. Then suddenly he noticed he wasn't wearing his night shirt, so he grabbed the T-shirt and quickly slipped it on, before following Gibbs down the stairs, and into the kitchen.

Alex sat at the table, while Gibbs made the tea for Alex. And some coffee for himself.

They kept silent until Gibbs sat down at the table across from Alex, handing him the cup of tea while sipping his coffee.

Alex took the tea and sipped it also.

"You wanna talk about it?" Gibbs asked already knowing the answer.

And as he predicted, Alex shook his head and replied, "No, I'm fine, really."

Gibbs knew this wouldn't be easy, but he was suddenly struck by a thought.

"My daughter, Kelly,used to have nightmares a lot. And every night she did I'd bring her down here, just like we're doing now, except she preferred hot chocolate instead of tea. And after she talked it out she felt a lot better and was finally able to get back to sleep."

"I didn't know you had a daughter," Alex said quietly.

"That's because she died in a car crash, along with her mother Shannon," Gibbs replied, Unable to keep the sadness out of her voice. Every time he said it, it hurt. But he figured if he opened up to Alex, he would do the same.

"Whoa.... I'm really sorry," Alex replied stunned.

"Don't worry about it," Gibbs replied taking another swig of coffee.

They were silent for a few more minutes, before Gibbs asked, " So do you wanna talk bout your dream? What ever we talk about,Alex, Will stay between me and you. You have my word."

"I....It's nothing. I just had a dream about my parents and their...plane crash," Alex replied, giving in. He felt that he could trust Gibbs with that little information, even though it was only the half truth. He purposely left out Ash, and the fact that that it wasn't exactly a plane 'crash' that had killed his parents, but a plane 'bombing'.

"I had dreams about Shannon and Kelly's death for awhile, I even still do some times. And their not easy. So I guess I can relate to that.," Gibbs admitted.

Alex nodded and said, " Thanks Gibbs." And even though he said very little, he actually felt better that he talked to Gibbs about his dream. And he felt that he could talk to Gibbs, like he talked to Jack. But when he talked to Jack about this kind of stuff he had to watch what he said because he knew she would get upset about it. So he left out the really bad stuff, and most of the time the stuff he couldn't talk about was what was really bothering him.

But he felt that Gibbs could handle it, and understand him.

"Let's go back upstairs and try to get what sleep we can before we go into NCIS. We'll get up at 0700. Which will give us a good seven hours," Gibbs reported getting up and putting his coffee mug in the sink .

Alex stood and followed suit, up the stairs and headed to his bedroom. Gibbs' bedroom was right across the hall from Alex's room.

Before Gibbs retired to his own room he made sure Alex's door was open as well as his own, in case Alex needed him.

A/N- well I hope you all liked this one! I've already kinda started the next chapter so maybe I can get the next chapter up sooner.

And a special thanks to Sheluby94dreamer for Beta-ing for me. Always has the little and big things that makes the story so much better.

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