Anger seeped through Alex as he stared at Ben's guilty face. The anger must have been written on his face because Tony was looking at him warily.

Alex vaguely heard the doors 'ding' open, he stepped out of the elevator and, at a run, he made for the stairs. Tony and Ben were hot on his heels as he sped past the bullpen.

"Alex, wait!" Tony called, trying to catch up to the fast boy.

As Tony bounded up the stairs after the teen he heard more footsteps following them which told him that Ziva and McGee had joined in on the chase after the teen.

The only thing on Alex's mind as he approached the MTAC door was catching Blunt before Gibbs cut the video. He gave a mental sigh of relief as he saw Blunt's face still on the screen arguing with Gibbs and the director.

"Agent Gibbs! This is none of the NCIS agency's business. Director Vance, it would do you good to take more authority in your house(1). You're agents obviously need to learn respect." Blunt was saying, but before Gibbs or Vance could even open their mouth to retaliate Alex made his presence known to everyone in the room.

"You killed her!" He shouted lividly.

Blunt's eyebrows raised considerably but other than that his facial expression was still as dull as ever.

Gibbs turned to Tony, "What's going on here, DiNozzo?"

"SCORPIA didn't kill Jack. It was Blunt." Alex bit out angrily.

Tony stepped up and put a hand on Alex's arm.

"Alex, let Gibbs handle this."He said.

"No, Tony! Gibbs, doesn't get to handle this, Jack was my friend, not his." Alex said before turning a glare back to Blunt.

"Alex, just-" Tony started.

"No, Tony. Go ahead, Alex." Gibbs said, making the call and stepping back slightly to let Alex have his go at the man.

"Why?" Alex demanded loudly.

"Alex, where did you hear this?" Blunt hedged.

"From me," Ben said, stepping into the screen's view where previously he had been lurking in the shadows of MTAC's darkness.

Gibbs was momentarily stunned by seeing the Englishman's presence but it didn't show on his face. He had seen someone come in with his team but didn't see who it was exactly.

Blunt leveled his stare to his agent.

"Agent Daniels, I don't remember authorizing a trip to DC. Just what sort of stories have you been feeding the boy?"

"No stories, just the truth. You were debriefing me in your office and you stepped out for some reason. You had left the contract you used to hire the assassin to kill Jack Starbright." Ben accused.

"Daniels, do you know the consequences for snooping around on MI6 affairs you have not been assigned to?"

"Mr. Blunt, to you know the consequences for killing an American on American soil?" Vance put in firmly.

"Director, even if there had been a document stating that, it would have been put in the incinerator before the end of the day. You have no case." Blunt said confidently.

Though that confidence was short lived as Ben stepped forward with a smile on his face. He reached into his inside jacket pocket and he produced a packet of papers.

"Well, I'm glad I made copies before leaving your office then." Ben said, handing the papers to Vance.

The Director immediately mulled over the papers before looking up at the man on the screen.

"It looks like you have some explaining to do, Mr. Blunt."

"And apparently so does NCIS. MI6 records all phone calls. So we have Alex clearly stating that he wanted to leave NCIS and come home. If you keep him there I'll have NCIS brought up on charges. Send the boy to London. He's not worth your agency's reputation, Vance." Blunt said, his voice becoming like ice. He knew he was caught and he was grasping at straws.

Gibbs' anger riled up at Blunt's last comment. After all Alex had done for the man he was still going to say that he was worthless. He missed his chance to express his anger as a noisy black whirlwind flew into MTAC.

"Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs! We got it! It's here...Oh, am I interrupting something?" Abby asked as she saw everyone's hard expression. She thrust papers into Gibbs' hands with no explanation as to what they were.

"What is it, Abby?" Gibbs asked as he grabbed the papers and held them at a length, cursing himself for not having his glasses on hand.

Finally, Leroy Gibbs smiled widely, which the whole team knew meant bad news for Blunt.

Gibbs stepped up beside Alex who looked livid enough to reach through the screen and choke Blunt.

Curiously Alex spared a glance at Gibbs, wondering what the man was up to.

"Alex Rider isn't going anywhere, because I said so." Gibbs said firmly.

"You'll learn quickly, Gibbs, that what you say has no power in this matter."

"Oh, I think you'll find that it does," Abby put in wisely, winking at Alex but was slightly put out when the teen just turned away from her.

McGee put a hand on her shoulder and shook his head slowly. He drew her beside him and Ziva. He whispered the situation into her ear.

By the time McGee was done Abby had tears in her eyes as she looked at Alex.

"What's going on here?" Blunt demanded.

"Alex has been adopted. By me. And my kid is not going anywhere." Gibbs said.

"You can't do that." Blunt in a rock hard voice.

Gibbs shrugged. "Why not? His only living guardian's dead. And even before that she signed her rights away to me. Even if Alex is technically left to MI6 or 'the bank'. You'd have to put him in an orphanage. What? Did you think that if Jack Starbright was dead you'd have free access to the kid? I don't think so. The documentation is legal and it was made permanent at eight this morning. Seeing as it's now five in the afternoon I'd say you're a little late to try to stop it."

"Really?" Alex suddenly asked looking incredulously at Gibbs.

Gibbs nodded and put a hand on the boy's shoulder, "It's over, Alex."

Blunt's voice suddenly boomed out of the speakers.

"I guess you've finally managed to wiggle yourself out of this, Rider. I'm sure your uncle and father would be real proud." Blunt said icily. He obviously knew he was losing this battle.

"Leave them out of this," Alex ordered.

"Why would I do that? They're the reason you were in this mess in the first place, are they not? They both wanted you to follow in their footsteps, Alex. If they were here now they would think of you as such a disappointment. John wanted nothing more than a son to follow in his place. And look what you've done. You went out and replaced both your uncle and father with a man you barely know. What does that say about you? You obviously don't care as much about your family as you lead people to believe."

Alex's face had become red faced with anger but Gibbs voiced himself before the teen could.

"You bastard! You're actually willing to turn this around on Alex to make him look like the asshole here. The fact that the teen's managed to keep himself together as long as he has is incredible. You've put the kid through Hell and he's still survived. And how do you repay him? By killing the last person in the world that makes him feel normal. I know for a fact that Ian and John Rider would be damn proud of Alex."

"Oh? And just how do you know that, Gibbs?" Blunt asked.

Gibbs turned his dead serious eyes to the teen and Alex could only stare back at the man, his stare to powerful to look away from.

"Because I am." Gibbs said firmly.

Alex blinked in surprise. He couldn't move. Gibbs had just told him he was proud of him, and he felt a surge of confidence run through him. That hadn't happened since Ian told him he was proud of him.

Alex turned back to Blunt.

"Why? What was so important to you that you had to kill her? She had nothing to do with this!"

Alan Blunt was silent so Gibbs stepped up.

"He thought that if Jack was dead you would have no choice but to come back and this was an upside for him because you would be at his disposal all the time."

"So, she died for nothing? I hope you rot in Hell, Blunt." Alex said in a low tone that vaguely gave Gibbs chills.

"Alan, I think we're done here. You'll probably hear from NCIS again real soon. Jack Starbright's death is not going to go unsolved. And right now the evidence is piling against you." Vance said before turning to the MTAC tech and signaling him to cut the feed just as Blunt began to talk.

All was suddenly silent in the room until Alex abruptly turned and walked out.

"What if he leaves?" Abby asked suddenly.

"He won't," Tony said confidently.

Gibbs turned to Tony, "What did you say to him?"

Tony smiled, embarrassed. He didn't want to have to tell his Boss what he said to the teen in the elevator, "Nothing special, Boss. Trust me, he's not going to leave the building."

Gibbs raised his eyebrows but nodded in acceptance.

"Leon, I want Blunt taken down. A man like that shouldn't have that much power." He said.

"I agree. I'm going to take care of it," Vance assured before giving the man a nod, "Not that I can condone what you did as your Boss, but you did a good job protecting the boy."

Gibbs shrugged but didn't reply.

"Boss? Shouldn't one of us go check on him? Just in case? I mean, he shouldn't be alone, right?" Tony asked.

"I will go after him," Ziva said, not waiting for an answer as she walked swiftly out of the dark room.

Mcgee and Tony exchanged questioning looks with each other before Tony finally got up the courage to voice their uncertainty.

"Do you think that's a good idea, Boss?"

Gibbs shrugged again.

"She can't make it any worse, DiNozzo." He said as he started to walk out of MTAC(2).

Secretly Gibbs was confident Ziva could handle what Alex was feeling. Betrayal. Ziva David knew exactly how that felt, and probably more so than anyone on the team. She could help him through this.

He heard clomping steps following him.

"What is it, Abby?" Gibbs asked without turning around or breaking his stride as he made his way down to his desk.

"Well, since the adoption is complete it's only fair that we celebrate." Abby stated.

Gibbs gave her an incredulous look.

"Abs, Jack just died. Alex isn't going to want to celebrate anything."

Abby gave him a 'duh' look. A look that only Abby Scuito could get away with giving Gibbs.

"I know that, Bossman! It doesn't have to be anytime soon. But I was thinking maybe we could fly in Alex's friend, Tom. Alex told me you suggested it to him once already. So, I figured Tom could visit and maybe that one girl Tony keeps asking Alex about...uh...Sabina, right?"

Gibbs looked up at Abby's hopeful eyes and he knew he was fighting a losing battle.

"Yeah, go ahead. Just don't spring this on Alex before he's had time to cope. Understand?"

Abby straightened her back and saluted Gibbs before clomping loudly back down to her lab.

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Ziva entered the gym, suspecting that the teen would be there. Her suspicions were confirmed when she spotted the blonde with boxing gloves on. Alex was in the process of pounding on every inch he could find on the punching bag in front of him.

She knew he was trying to let off as much steam as he could, not wanting the misplaced anger to spill out and accidentally be taken out on someone else.

Thinking quickly she slipped off her jacket and shoes. Ziva grabbed a pair of gloves and jumped up into the boxing ring. Alex had yet to notice her, too lost in his own thoughts.

She slipped on the gloves and leaned against the ropes. The former assassin let out one sharp whistle to get the boy's attention.

When Alex looked up at her she motioned him into the ring silently.

With small hesitation Alex hoisted himself up into the ring to join the woman.

Wordlessly Ziva fell into a fighting stance and slowly Alex did the same, watching the woman's every move.

Then, without warning, Ziva lashed out with her gloved fist, knowing that the teen would easily dodge it.

And just like that their sparring began.

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Abby was worried about Alex. She didn't think that leaving him alone was a good idea so when she left MTAC she scurried around the building until she found him in the gym. And she was surprised to see that the teen was not alone. Ziva was there fighting erratically with the boy in the boxing ring. Her eyes welled up as she thought of how much pain Alex had to be in.

So, sensing that this would be a moment not to be missed, she whipped out her phone and hit the speed dial that would connect her with their fearless leader.

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Alex dished everything back to Ziva in an aggressive manner. But Ziva didn't mind, she knew the boy needed a release, something to take his anger out on. So, she took the defensive position, blocking every move Alex threw at her. Sometimes it was just barely, but nonetheless, she was blocking them. Alex had been trained exceptionally well for his age. Ian Rider definitely wanted to make sure his nephew was prepared for the spy world.

After awhile, Ziva noticed that Alex's moves had become more and more aggressive and she knew she was going to have to put an end to the fight soon or someone was going to get hurt.

The assassin started throwing restraining moves onto the boy, trying to get him to ease up, Alex seemed to notice this and he eased up until he stopped and sat heavily down on the floor of the ring.

Ziva did the same and for a few moments they worked on getting their breathe under control.

Alex finally sighed.

"Thanks, Ziva." He said quietly as he pulled off his gloves.

"You are welcome. Sparring helps me blow off steam also. I know that there is really nothing I can say to make you feel better. I know it hurts losing someone that had no reason to die. I also know it hurts to feel betrayed."

Alex's head popped up questioningly.

"My family has just as many problems as you do, Alex. Maybe even more." Ziva said with a bitter smile.

Alex sighed, " I don't know what to do now." He said with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Ziva nodded, "Gibbs is undoubtedly going to take Alan Blunt down. That's something you really do not have to worry about. What you can do is let the team and myself be there for you. I do not think that Jack would want you to brood over this forever."

The two were silent for awhile before Ziva urged him to get up and they stepped out of the ring together.

Looking at the gym doors Alex was surprised to see not only Abby and Gibbs but McGee and Tony standing there watching them.

Ziva and Alex walked slowly up to the group. And immediately Abby stepped close to Alex.

Alex looked depressingly up at the goth.

"Hey, Abby," Alex greeted quietly.

At the boy's sad, helpless voice Abby couldn't stop the tears that rolled down her face as she wrapped him in one of the biggest hugs she had ever given to anyone.

"I'm so sorry, Alex." She whispered into his ear.

And surprisingly the teen wrapped his arms around Abby to return the hug. Usually he just patted her awkwardly on the back until she let go.

"Me too, Abby," Alex whispered back.

They both stayed together silently for awhile before Alex finally pulled away, embarrassed as he averted his eyes from the team.

He looked over the the general direction of Gibbs and sighed. He had messed up again and once again the older man was having to fix his mistake. He knew that, like last time, Gibbs wasn't going to let what he did go either. But he owed the man that much at least. At the moment though the only thing he could think about was getting a shower, eating, and going to bed. The turn of today's event was taking a mental toll on him and he honestly didn't think it was going to get any worse.

Gibbs looked expectantly at the boy, waiting on him to speak.

Alex finally caved as the man's piercing blue stare bored into him.

"Gibbs? I want to go home." He said quietly.

"Alex..." Gibbs warned, mistaking his words.

"Uh, I meant your house, Gibbs. Not London. I'm sorry," Alex corrected himself.

Gibbs' face softened somewhat as he put an arm around the boy's shoulder.

"Your home now, too. Come on." He said.

As they passed the team Gibbs looked to Tony, "Taking a personal day. Tell Vance." He said before walking out of the gym with his teenager in tow.

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Gibbs pulled his car into the driveway but neither man nor boy started to get out.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Gibbs asked simply.

Alex shook his head.

"No...At least, not yet." He replied.

"Fair enough. But we are going to talk," Gibbs said firmly.

Alex nodded and got out of the Challenger.

They both made their way into the house and they were met by a wonderful country style home cooked smell coming from the kitchen.

"Fried chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans, corn, and fried okra. Boy are you in for a dinner tonight. One thing Jackson Gibbs can do is cook." Gibbs said, naming off all the things cooking in the kitchen just from the smell.

Then, the older man hobbled into the living room where they were currently standing to greet them.

"I wasn't expecting you two home so soon. The chicken's not done yet." Jackson said.

"That's okay. I'm going to grab a shower anyways." Alex said before making a beeline for the stairs, not wanting to be there when Gibbs told his father the reason why they were home so soon.

"Is it just me, or is that kid more depressed now than when you left this morning?" Jack asked.

Gibbs sighed and walked into the kitchen so they could watch the food as Gibbs broke the news to his father.

"Dad, that boy's life is in shambles. The organization that's after Alex didn't kill Jack. The head of MI6 did it. He thought if he killed Jack, Alex would have no choice but to come back to London. Her death was absolutely pointless. Alex is angry, you know he is. He's just so...quiet about it. I don't know how to handle that."

Jackson stared in dismay.

"MI6 killed that boy's guardian? Leroy, tell me you're not going to let this go." The man said loudly.

Gibbs gave his father a humorless laugh, "trust me, dad, that man won't have a leg to stand on when I'm through with him."

Jackson nodded his acceptance.

"And as for the way Alex expresses his pain, you really are the pot calling the kettle black, Leroy. Getting an emotion out of you is like pulling teeth."

"I'm not fourteen, Dad."

"No, but you both have been exposed to unspeakable things in your life. In a lot of ways you and Alex are the same."

With that, Jackson turned back to his cooking and left his son sitting at the kitchen table, thinking.

"What stopped MI6 from taking Alex?" Jack asked after awhile.

Gibbs pulled out the adoption papers and gave them to his father.

"Congratulations, it's a boy." Gibbs said fondly.

Jackson's lips turned upward into a smile as he read through the papers.

"Well, I'll be damned. Leroy, I want you to know I loved that little girl, but I wanted her to be a boy so much it hurt." He laughed.

Gibbs let out a small faint smile of his own.

"Me too, until I saw her." He said as he thought back to the day his baby girl was born and thoughts of watching a son score a winning touchdown in football quickly morphed into thoughts of seeing his daughter become whatever it is she wanted to be.

But those thoughts had crashed and burned nearly twenty years ago. He felt vaguely guilty about taking Alex in, at first it felt like he was replacing his family. But, seeing Alex hurt today made him realize that Shannon would have immediately took the child in and Kelly had always wanted a brother. He knew he had made the right decision and that both of his girls would have been proud and supported him.

Gibbs watched as his father finished cooking the chicken and put them on a plate on the kitchen table along with the rest of the food.

They waited patiently for Alex to come down before they began to eat, as Jackson read through the adoption papers.

"Alex kept his name?" He asked after awhile.

Gibbs nodded.

"Officially his name is John Alexander Rider-Gibbs. But that'll just be for legal reasons. He'll still go by Alex Rider. I didn't want to completely erase his past, it isn't all bad." He explained.

Jackson nodded in agreement as Alex stumbled into the room, running a hand through his wet hair.

"Sorry," he said as he realized that they were waiting on him so they could eat.

"Nothing to be sorry for, son. Let's eat," Jackson said as he fixed Alex a huge plate and put it in front of the boy.

Alex was grateful as Gibbs and his father wisely didn't mention anything about the events of the day. They kept the conversation with Jackson telling stories of his son's somewhat embarrassing past in Stillwater. Alex did his best to follow the stories but he found that he couldn't focus on anything. He picked at his food, missing the stare that Gibbs was giving him from the other side of the table.

Finally, Alex stood up and took his plate over to the sink.

"I'm going to bed. I'll see you both in the morning." He stated before making his way out of the room.

Gibbs let the teen go and he stayed downstairs until his father finally decided to turn in. He made sure the older man was comfortable before making his way upstairs. He and Alex needed to talk and there was no time like the present. He knew the teen didn't want to talk about Jack but the stunt he pulled with Blunt had to be addressed. Alex couldn't go running back to London every time things got rough here.

He knocked softly on Alex's door, but when he got no response he jerked the door open expecting to find that the teen had pulled another disappearing act. Gibbs' thoughts were put to bay when he saw that Alex had fallen asleep. He was laying on top of the covers with the light on. He saw that Alex was shivering slightly from the chill in the room.

Gibbs walked to his room and pulled out a fluffy blanket that Shannon had made right before Kelly was born and brought it back to the boy's room.

Gibbs quietly draped it over Alex so he wouldn't have to wake the blonde up to get him under the comforter. He was pleased when Alex wrapped himself more firmly into the blanket and settled down for the rest of the night.

Gibbs stayed in the room for a few more moments, just watching his new child. He knew he had his hands full and that calling Alex a child could be debatable but it wasn't going to stop Gibbs. He knew his job was to give Alex a life that was as normal as possible and he vowed that he would do just that.

"Good night, Alex." He said softly before turning to make his way to his room to change into something more comfortable before going down to relax with the most therapeutic way he knew how.

Boat, bourbon, basement.(3)

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Alex didn't know what woke him up. It could have been the yelling or the crashing noises or the gunshots. Either way he was up and so was something else.

He grabbed his cell and quickly dialed Tony's number. It rang three times before the man answered.

"DiNozzo." He announced sleepily.

"Tony, you have to get over here. I think-" Alex began just as his door was kicked open and three armed men barreled into the room. One of them being the one and only Eric Yokov.

"Put the phone down, Alex."

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No matter how many times Tony saw the movie Pulp Fiction he could never get tired of it. Although tonight he barely made it through the first fifteen minutes before he nodded off.

He was woken by the loud sound of his phone going off, not even opening his eyes he pulled out his phone.

"DiNozzo."

Then Alex's hushed voice rose him completely out of his sleep.

"Tony, you have to get over here. I think-"

Then there was a loud bang and Tony could just make out someone telling Alex to put the phone down before the line went dead.

But by then Tony was already on his feet. He only took the time to grab his sig before barreling out of the house, not even pausing to lock the door. He had nothing on put his Ohio State hoodie and loose fitting pajama pants. He was glad that this was the one night he decided not to sleep in his underwear.

"Damn it! I knew he should have had more back up." DiNozzo muttered as he ran to his car.

He whipped out his phone and called his partners. He could only hope that Gibbs could manage to hold them off for the ten minutes it was going to take Tony to get to his house. It took a good twenty to get to his house but Tony was determined to shave ten off of that tonight. Though for some reason he had a feeling Ziva would still beat him there and she lived thirty minutes away from the Gibbs household.

He squealed out of this parking space and sped off to his Boss' house. And as predicted, somehow Ziva David arrived at the house just as he did. Poor Magoo was going to have to take some driving lessons from Ziva and Gibbs soon.

Tony and Ziva got stealthily out of their cars. They saw that Gibbs' front door was standing wide open and they knew that when he had company, especially kid company, the door was always locked.

Their guns drawn they made their way to the house, not pausing to wait for their partner. Lights were on in the house and they could only assume the enemy was still in the house. They silently hovered at the front door and, leaning against the wall with his gun drawn, he looked into the house. He saw a car approaching and he identified it as McGee's. In the living room he could make out a two pairs of feet sticking out. Tony's stomach sank as he motioned for Ziva and McGee to enter the house with him.

They entered the room and Tony nearly stumbled as he saw Jackson Gibbs sprawled out on the floor unconscious.

"Stay with him," Tony ordered to Ziva, who knelt down to the elder man and felt for a pulse.

Mcgee and Tony secured the rest of the house. It was a mess. Their boss obviously put up a horrific fight.

They entered Alex's room dreadfully, almost scared to find out what was in it. Tony looked away as he saw blood a bloody hand print on the bed. But other than that the room was intact.

They went to the basement and there was two bodies laying on the stairs. Guns shot wounds.

"Clear," Tony called down to Ziva as He and McGee raced back down to the living room to see to Jackson.

Mcgee was already on the phone with an ambulance.

Tony could hear his inner Gibbs' voice echoing through his head.

"DiNozzo, if something happens to my father on your watch I'll have your head on a platter."

Tony looked at the man and he looked fine with the exception of the huge bruise forming near his temple.

Tony went to step closer when he stepped on a hand. He looked down in surprise to see a unidentified dead body.

"I didn't notice a dead body...Obviously I've been doing this job too long."

He looked to see that the man's neck had been snapped. Marine style.

Tony smiled, he knew his boss wasn't going to go down without taking them with him.

Much to the team's relief Jackson gave a loud groan of pain as he eyes opened.

"What happened?" Jackson asked sluggishly. Tony noted the slur in his words too. Concussion.

Jackson sat himself up, grabbing his head in pain as he did so.

"You should lie back down. We do not know all of your injuries. You could be seriously hurt." Ziva persuaded.

"The ambulance is on it's way." McGee offered.

"What happened? Where's Leroy and Alex?" He asked sternly.

Tony looked to McGee and Ziva.

"I think SCORPIA attacked and they took Gibbs and Alex." He finally said.

"Do you remember anything?" McGee asked.

Jackson was silent for a moment.

"Six men busted through the door and Leroy was on them in a second, attempting to take them all. Three of them were trying to make their way up the stairs to Alex and I tried to stop them...then everything went black." Jackson recalled.

Tony sighed. This was heavy. He could hear the ambulance in the yard now. He stood up to let them in and to explain the situation, not wanting them to get the wrong idea when they saw the dead body.

He pulled out his phone and dialed Ducky's number.

"McGee, call Abby. We'll need her." Tony said just as Ducky answered the phone.

"And just why do you and McGee require Abby and myself at this time of night, Anthony?"

"SCORPIA attacked. They have Alex and Gibbs. We got three bodies at Gibbs' house. Apparently the Bossman refused to go down quietly." Tony said.

"Where's Gibbs' father?" Ducky asked.

"Sitting on the floor with a bruise on his head the size of a baseball and it's still getting bigger. The paramedics are checking him out though." Tony assured.

"Well, in that case, I'm on my way my dear boy. Hold the fort down until Mr. Palmer and myself can arrive."

"You got it, Ducky." Tony said, ending the call.

McGee looked overwhelmed as he also ended his call.

"Next time I get to call Ducky and you get to call Abby! She freaked!"

"Sorry, Probie." Tony said cheekily.

Ziva came over to them silently.

"They are admitting Jackson to the hospital for the remainder of the night to watch him." She reported calmly, "I gave them all of our numbers so they can keep us costed."

"Posted, Zee-vah," Tony said with a smile.

They were all keeping calm on the outside, but each of them on the inside was shaking like a leaf. Alex and their fearless leader were in a boatload of trouble.

A/N- Hiya people:D

(1)- okay, you know how Vance refers to the NCIS agency as 'his house'? ….Yeah that's where that came from.

(2)- This is my bad. I keep forgetting that some people read the Alex Rider books but haven't really seen a lot of NCIS and that some readers have only seen NCIS but have not read the Alex Rider series. And for that I am very grateful that you're willing to be mildly confused just to read my story! It's very sweet!

But a lot of the abbreviations (mainly NCIS abbreviations) confuse people. So, if I do something that confuses you but I don't explain it just PM me and I'll get you up to speed.

So, MTAC stands for Multiple Threat Alert Center. It's like a big movie theater room that, on NCIS, they use to talk to people far away on like Navy ships, or from people from other countries. Lol, it's a really neat room. I love it when they use it.

(3)- Ah, the famous three B's on NCIS. Tony says that in one episode...I can't remember which one.

I hope you guys liked it...The end was a bit rushed I think buuut oh, well. I love cliffhangers...though you people probably want to kill me for doing this to you time after timeXD.

NCIS update- I'm soooo excited! I've read season 8 spoilers recently and I cannot WAIT until the 21st of September. Gibbs is going to kick some ass! If you do not know the NCIS spoilers and you would like to know them let me know and I would LOVE to PM you them I'm itching to talk about them:D.(Technically they're not spoilers they're little teasers and hints to get you psyched for the season.)

The one thing I am going to post on here about season 8 is the episode names...cause they make you think:D

episode one- The Spider and The Fly

episode two- Worst Nightmare

episode three- Short Fuse

episode four- Royals and Loyals

episode five- Dead Air

Hope you're all excited as I am:D