Thanks to my beta Kristen! I'm more of a Tony than Gibbs when it comes to cars...

Chapter 2: Discord

Tony DiNozzo was not happy to be getting into an elevator with the boss. After all, he may not have been forgiven for arriving late.

Gibbs had a long memory, so recalling something from this morning shouldn't be a problem. And he never seemed to forget any screw-up anyone ever had. Tony suspected that the boss would happily remind him of this in a decade.

Even though it wasn't his fault.

Try as he might, he couldn't work out who could have done this. The list was simply too long. He had annoyed a lot of people as a cop. He had arrested more people than Ziva had killed, he hoped.

And why would they go after his car anyway? It was his pride and joy. Could they not have damaged his apartment, or his desk, or just sent him a nasty letter? He would even prefer dog mess in his closet over this. His poor car didn't need to suffer in the slightest.

He wondered how much this was going to cost him. His baby was in the garage, being looked after by a greasy teenager. Someone had towed it from the Beltway, almost giving him a heart attack when they had scratched the paintwork. If he hadn't known better, he would have assumed the tow man was in on it.

Much to his fear, Gibbs reached out and flicked the emergency stop, bringing the elevator to a shuddering halt. Tony turned to face his boss, who continued to stare at the doors in front of him.

"Figured out who slit your tires yet?" he asked nonchalantly.

"The list's rather long, boss," Tony pointed out. "But I think it might be Maggie. Met her a few months ago. She seemed to be under the impression we were in an exclusive relationship, and went a little psycho –"

He shut up when Gibbs glared at him.

"Ziva," the boss announced. "And Jenny."

"What?!" he spluttered. They hadn't even been on the list.

"We're going to get them back," Gibbs stated simply.

"Do you have a plan, boss?"

Gibbs merely flicked the emergency stop switch back, causing the elevator to start moving again.

"Of course you have a plan," Tony muttered to himself. This was going to be interesting.

"Can we take a break, boss?"

Leroy Jethro Gibbs glanced at him. "Pass the spanner," he replied.

They had been working for the past few hours. While it wasn't the easiest revenge in the world, Jenny was definitely going to hit the roof over this.

It helped that he knew she was at a function and thus couldn't trip over them. And it also helped that the security guys on duty owed him a few favors. He didn't want a video of this to get out. She would know who was behind this anyway.

It wasn't meant to be hard to work out. It was only meant to be revenge for her actions. She had no right to interfere with his team.

"How long is this going to take?" Tony whined, passing the spanner over.

"However long it takes," Gibbs told him. "Take the next pile up to MTAC."

"I need coffee," Toy declared, obeying.

Gibbs knew the feeling. Coffee would help them both to get through this night, but they still had a lot to do and he didn't want to be almost finished when Jenny arrived tomorrow morning. The faster they went, the sooner they would finish and could go home. He had functioned on only a few hours sleep before; he would be fine.

With DiNozzo gone, he stood up and stretched a little. No need for his agent to see him needing a rest.

Jenny's personal car was now in several pieces, and a good deal of them were in MTAC. At least he didn't have to take the whole thing apart – just split it into pieces that were small enough for them to carry all the way into MTAC. When this part of the job was over, he would put the car back together and leave it for her. She would have to come up with a way of getting it back out again.

Never had he been more thankful for her being at a function. An official car had picked her up and would take her home at the end of the night. She would not need to look for her car until she arrived at work tomorrow.

"How much longer?" Tony whined again.

Gibbs did not want to know how his agent had arrived back so soon. "If you knew some basic mechanics, we could be done a lot quicker." Without looking at Tony, he stared working on the car again.

"I can add oil and washer fluid," Tony added helpfully. "Garages exist for a reason."

Gibbs decided it wasn't a surprise that Tony was fleeced by every mechanic he ever came across. "Next bit's going to take a while," he lied. "Go get coffee."

"I'll bring some back for you," Tony promised. He had not taken two steps before he turned back. "Boss?"

"What?" he growled. He wasn't in the mood for this.

"You do realize that Ziva will kill us for getting revenge."

"She won't," Gibbs reassured him. He felt it was far more likely that Jenny would kill them over this, but he could live with that.

He hoped the girls enjoyed their surprise tomorrow.