Gibbs was just coming out from a hardware store with two paint buckets as his phone rang. He checked the caller id and his gut started went into overdrive as he saw Tim's name flash on the small screen.

"Tim?-" before he could say anything else, he heard the panicked voice of his lover speaking a mile a minute and only words he could understand were 'Tony' and 'only a minute' which made no sense to him so he barked the younger man's name and waited for him to calm a bit and talk.

"I lost him Jethro! I only came inside to get my phone and when I came back Tony was gone! I looked everywhere and he's gone!" Tim was sobbing by the end of the statement.

Jethro froze for a few seconds as the words registered. "What the hell do you mean he's gone? And what do you-" then realization set in and in his concern he spoke more sharply than he intended "Shit McGee, you left him alone? You left our baby boy alone outside! Did you call the police?"

"I know, I'm so sorry Jethro I didn't think. It was just a minute! Anyway, Mrs. Morley called them when she saw a black clad man running away with the carriage."

"I'm coming, I'll be there in twenty. We'll find him Tim and when we do, I'm gonna kick your ass for leaving him alone." With that Gibbs shut the phone and got into his car and started the engine. Screw twenty, he'd get to the house in ten.

Even thought the ride to Tim's house took only the ten minutes he'd thought, it felt like one of the longest of Gibbs' life. His mind ran through every possibility of what could have happened to the little boy and none of them were good. His mind flashed back to a call of the death of his wife and daughter.

Gibbs shook his head and pushed the thought away, Tim wasn't dead and neither was Tony, they'd get the boy back and Jethro would take his boys home and keep them safe. That was the thought on his mind as he pulled up in front of Tim's house and got out only to be rocked a step back as his lover threw himself at him.

"Jethro! I'm so glad you're here. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to lose him, I don't know what I'll do if- " Gibbs placed a finger on the younger man's lips to stop the rambling and wiped few tears away from the man's face

"Don't you dare finish that thought. We will find him, got it?" At Tim's tentative nod he tightened his arms around the man and pressed a barely there kiss to his temple before releasing him and looking around. He had spotted the police car when he pulled up, but now he took a good look at the two officers standing by the house talking to McGee's neighbor.

"What have they found so far?" Gibbs asked as he lead his slightly shaking lover towards the house.

"Not much. Irene saw the man take Tony, but she can't tell much about him, just that he was average built and clad completely in black, she said that he drove off in a car, but she doesn't know the model and didn't see the plates" Tim wasn't shaking as much as he finished the recount, thinking of the facts helped him ground himself and Jethro's presence helped to ease the panic.

"I'll talk to the cops, you go inside and call Ducky, have him tell Abby and Kate." Gibbs knew he didn't have jurisdiction over this so they'd have to let the police handle the investigation. It might be for the beast anyway, because the way Gibbs was feeling right at the moment, he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't just go and find Marco Rossi and strangle him for organizing the whole thing. There was no doubt in his mind that Marco was behind this, but there wasn't any evidence to support that yet.

Gibbs hated waiting and right now it seemed that all he and Tim could do was to wait for the cops to find Tony and bring him back. He gave a feral grin as he walked towards the cops, he might not be able to investigate himself, but he would make damn sure that the DCPD went through everything with a fine tooth comb and that everything was and done as well as if he'd done it himself.

Ten minutes later Gibbs went inside and left the two uniformed men standing outside with their legs crossed to keep themselves from pissing their pants after the lecture they got form the ex-marine. He immediately went in search of his young lover and his heart broke as he found the man sitting on the rocking chair in Tony's room.

He went to the younger man and crouched down in front of him and took Tim's hand in his. He was still mad for leaving Tony alone even if it was for a minute, but even his short tempered mind recognized that yelling and blaming wouldn't help the situation any, and if he knew the man in front of him, he was beating himself up for the both of them. Jethro's suspicions were confirmed when McGee spoke in a quiet voice.

"They're coming as soon as they can... I shouldn't have left him alone like that, I just went to get my damn phone, it was just a minute and he was gone. I didn't protect him, I failed as a father." The sentences were broken and Gibbs had to strain his ears to hear the last of it, but the words confirmed that yes, Tim was beating himself up for the both of them.

"Listen to me Tim. You didn't fail as a father, you made a mistake. Granted the mistake led to Tony going missing, but you couldn't have possibly foreseen that. When we get him back, and we will, he will need his dad to take care of him and stop blaming himself."

Gibbs knew that Tim didn't really believe him, but there really wasn't much else he could say to make him feel better until they got their boy back. Jethro himself didn't really blame Tim as much as he blamed himself anymore. His first reaction to finding out about what had happened was to think how Tim had been so stupid, but the more he thought about it, the more he started to think about the fact that if he hadn't left that morning to go do some redecorating, maybe none of this would have happened.

The men stayed like that for a while, just thinking of what if''s and the likes, but at the same time they drew strength from each other's presence.

TBC...

A/N:Okay so that was a really short filler to show a bit of Gibbs' reaction. Thanks for all the reviews and alerts, they make me want to write more :)