A/N - Another Nano, this time Camp NaNoWriMo, another 30,000 words on my big bang epic. That's up to 95,000 words and I've got a lot more to do on it. I've also got this chapter done, the next one partly done and a gen story wrapping up to post probably starting the first of next week.

"Aunt Jackie?"

"Yes, sweetheart?" Jackie bent down as Tiana whispered in her ear.

"I have to go potty."

Tiana didn't seem to like being away from Jethro, which is what sent her near the kitchen the first time, but she was doing the cross-legged dance that every mother recognized. At least the crisis was over, but she still didn't want the kids wandering around underfoot with so many agents. "All right, but hold my hand while we walk through the kitchen, okay?"

"Okey-dokey, artichokie."

Jackie smiled as she watched Admiral Patterson hug his son and then...

"Agent McGee? Is he the guy that fell off that roof today?"

It was too late, but Jackie dropped to her knees as Tiana burst into tears. "My daddy fell off a roof?"

"Oh, honey, Daddy's going to okay, I promise."

Leon joined her on the floor a moment later. "That's right, sweetheart. Daddy's going to be fine and papa is with him at the hospital, I promise."

"Daddy's at the hospital?" Tiana started to sob even harder and Jackie realized that the little girl's only association with hospitals was her mother's cancer.

"He's going to be all right. The doctors at the hospital are making him all better." As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Jackie knew they were the wrong ones.

"Why didn't they make Mommy better, too?"

"Oh, Tia, sweetie, sometimes things happen that can't be fixed. But sometimes things can be fixed. I know how much it hurt to lose your mommy, but your daddy is going to be just fine."

She didn't answer, but at least she was listening as she cried quietly against Jackie's shoulder as Jackie carried her to the bathroom. Leon stood and cleared the room, sending the team back to the Yard, the Admiral following behind with his son. That left Senator Stanley's son, but he was playing a video game with Jared and Kayla, so that would keep them busy for now.

-NCIS-

Leon wanted to strangle that petty officer. After all the work all the adults had done to protect Tiana from hearing about her father's injuries before she could see him, to have some unknown person put together some scuttlebutt and blurt it out in front of her had never crossed his mind. Luckily, the Admiral was ripping him a new one so Leon could concentrate on Tiana. A nod to Hill and Balboa got the house cleared out of everyone possible, then he could return to his wife and the sobbing little girl on her lap as they now sat in the great room.

"I want my daddy."

"Soon, baby. Papa will bring him home soon." Leon cupped his hand on the back of her head, remembering when he used to do that for his own children. "Right now Grandpa Ducky is taking very good care of him."

She was still crying, although quieter, and he knew that all they could do was to ride it out. Jethro kept oozing closer and Leon moved to let the dog get right up against Tiana. After exchanging a look with his wife, Leon patted the sofa and let him jump up. That seemed to help and Tia draped across him, rubbing his ear between her fingers. Satisfied that the crisis had been averted for the moment, He kissed Jackie and stood up to talk to the three older kids still in his house.

Over the years he and Jackie had had some frank discussions with their children about the perils of drugs, but this was the first time someone had brought it into their home and he had no idea what kind of discussions had taken place in the Senator's family. Glancing at his watch, he saw how late it was getting, so the first order of business was the call the SecNav before he showed up at the Yard to find Vance gone.

-NCIS-

Clayton Jarvis was having a good day overall. Despite the injury to McGee, the raids had gone even better than he'd hoped. The documentation was coming in fast and furious and he'd barely left his desk all day, keeping up on it. Warehouses filled with munitions, both small and large were now back in the custody of the United States Armed Forces. Several large cells of domestic terrorists were now in custody and the records McGee had salvaged before he was attacked had led teams of CID, DoD and FBI agents to all corners of the country to make even more arrests and round up what had already been sold.

He'd even managed to drop in on the cyberteam down in the basement at the Pentagon. Commander Brown was still smarting over the fact that a civilian had broken the case, and literally in a matter of hours. Brown had even had the audacity to complain that his team was stuck in the background, doing clean-up and yelling at him again had been a pleasure.

Tempting as it was, Jarvis knew better than to stop by the hospital tonight. Dr. Mallard had been quite direct about not allowing any visitors beyond family until tomorrow and tomorrow would be soon enough. Eventually, he'd be showing off the young man, but for now he'd let him rest and recover.

That reminded him of a job left undone and Jarvis called the activity director at the White House. He had plans for that young man and it was time he started rubbing elbows with the right people.

-NCIS-

Of all of his kids' friends, Leon knew the least about Nathan Stanley. Quiet and studious, he tended to blend into the woodwork when others were around. That was why it was such a surprise when Nathan spoke before Vance could say anything to him about what had happened.

"I know where Andy got the drugs."

Vance blinked and rubbed his mouth as he gave Nathan a careful look and put away his phone without calling Jarvis. If Nathan was also using, he hadn't brought anything into the house, that was a given. After seeing Jethro in action, there was no doubt in his mind that the dog would not have missed a second pack of drugs – assuming that it was a drug that the Navy had trained Jethro to find. He made a mental note to get a full run-down on the dog's training. "Nathan, if you're going to say anything that could cause you trouble, we should call your father first. He'd want to be here for this."

Nathan hesitated for a second, then shook his head. "I never bought anything from him but I saw some deals go down."

"At school?" Leon glanced at his own two children, staring wide-eyed at him.

"Yes, Sir."

"Someone is openly dealing on campus?"

"Well," Nathan shrugged and bit his lip. "Not really openly, but people tend to forget I'm there."

With one glance, Vance sent his children out of the room. "Okay, Nathan, start at the beginning."

-NCIS-

"Hey, Boss, how's he doing?" Tony kept his voice low in case McGee was asleep. Judging from the fact that McGee barely stirred, he'd been correct.

Gibbs stood and took a step closer to Tony and Ziva. "He'll be in pain for a while, but Ducky and the docs think he should be fine eventually."

They both edged closer to the bed. "Yeah, that's what Ducky kept telling us, but we just had to see for ourselves, you know?"

"He is sleeping, yes? Not unconscious?" Ziva reached out, but laid her hand on the bed instead of touching McGee.

Gibbs had no problem touching the sleeping man. He didn't awaken, but his head shifted enough that he was resting his cheek against Gibbs' hand. It was a struggle not to smile at the action, but Tony wasn't sure if Gibbs and Tim even realized how deeply they were connecting.

"Sleep is the best thing for him right now. If he's awake, he's dizzy and in a lot of pain."

It seemed strange that the dizziness got a specific mention, but Tony knew better than to ask right now. "Okay, when he wakes up, tell him we were here and we'll catch him later. We've got to get back to the Yard."

"How's the case progressing?"

That was Gibbs asking, but it seemed more like an expected question rather than one with a great deal of the usual Gibbs' intensity. However, Tony knew what he had to tell him would please Gibbs greatly. "Those computer files that McGee saved were a gold mine. FBI and the DoD are picking up splinter cells all over the country. Jarvis is ecstatic because everybody in the alphabet soup knows NCIS is the one that broke this wide open."

"We got 'em?"

Gibbs, DiNozzo and Ziva all turned to see Tim awake, his eyes barely open as he frowned. Gibbs didn't wait, he reached down and wrapped his fingers around both of Tim's arms. "Easy, you're not going to fall, I've got you."

Whatever that was about, it wasn't Tim's priority at the moment. "Case?"

Tony glanced at Gibbs before answering. "Computer files were saved. You got them, McGee."

"Weapons? Gibbs said some had already been sold."

"Gotta love it when the bad guys keep impeccable records. Right down to the last bullet, we'll be able to get them back and arrest everybody involved. Brace yourself, Probie, this is the kind of case that makes a career."

"Oh, joy."

-NCIS-

Clayton Jarvis was definitely having one of the best days of his career and smiled broadly when his assistant informed him that Vance was on the phone for him. "Leon, nothing's changed with Agent McGee's condition, right? He's still doing all right, isn't he? The Pentagon is absolutely buzzing about this raid and what your team has accomplished. I think everybody except for the Air Force is caught up in it."

Vance gave a short laugh, one that Clayton hadn't heard in a long time, bitter with a touch of near hysteria. "Leon?"

We have a situation.

No, no, no, his day was not going to turn sour. "Situation?"

We didn't want McGee's little girl to hear any of the scuttlebutt about the mission, not until he was able to have visitors, so Jackie picked her up and brought her to our home.

"Makes sense." He was waiting for the 'but' because these kind of things always have a 'but'.

But McGee's dog was there, so Jackie had to bring him back with her, too.

Jarvis was thinking about all the possibilities. "Don't tell me he bit somebody."

Might have been easier. He's a retired Navy drug detection dog and two of Jared's friends came home from school. Senator Stanley's son and Admiral Patterson's son.

Leon was right, a dog bite would have been easier. "Let me guess, one of them had drugs on him."

You got it. Patterson's boy bought Ritalin from a dealer on campus. A dealer that is probably also selling Meth because there were trace amounts on the bag. That's what the dog picked up on.

"Ritalin?" Jarvis thought for a moment, he recognized the name, but it took a few seconds to place it. "That's a prescription drug for – hyperactive kids, right?"

Basically. Other kids are buying and taking them so they can literally stay up for days studying. Our main concern was the dealer, especially considering the other drugs that were on the bags. We arranged a deal if Andrew would identify his dealer. I also talked to Nathan Stanley, who claims to have witnessed several drug transactions at school. Both interviews have identified the same suspect as the dealer.

"Then pick him up. Are you stretched too thin? Do you need more agents brought in for this?"

Our suspect is Vincent McKay III – as in the grandson of Air Force General Vincent McKay.

"Well, shit."