OMG!!! I am so sorry for the ultra long wait!! I was told by a friend (Merder4ever33) to start watching Grey's Anatomy and now I'm hooked! I really like it! But NCIS is still the BEST SHOW EVER!!!! Okay I will shut up and let you read now.

Tony whipped around, a horror struck look wrinkled it usually smooth skin. His gun followed his every move.

"Drop your weapon!" he yelled, awaiting some kind of large man to walk straight out and shot him right in the head.

Slowly a gun poked out from around the corner, followed by a thin hand. A very smooth and familiar voice spoke.

"Tony, it's me. Please put your gun down." Carlee took a step out into the open, placing her gun on the ground and raising her hands so that they were at level to her head. "Please Tony."

"Why did… why did you shot him?" Tony's voice trembled as he held his hand steady, not following his partner's direction.

"God Tony, please just trust me and drop the gun." Carlee said holding her position.

"He was going to tell me! He was going to say everything! Why in the world would you shot him if he was giving in?"

"He was not 'giving in' Tony. I will tell you more once you stop pointing that gun at me."

Tony eyes grew wide. "Why?!" he yelled panic engulfing him.

He was going to tell me. Whoever called Eli knew or was who tried to kill Ziva.

"What is wrong with you Tony? Why are you freaking out?" Carlee said, her breathing getting heavier. She suddenly realized she feared for her life.

"Tell me."

Clenching her eyes shut, Carlee loudly spoke. "He had a gun. It was on his back."

Tony pulled his head back and slanted his eyes. " What?"

"Check Tony. I promise you, I killed him to save you."

Tony leaned down quickly and lifted up the shirt lifeless body that sat at his feet, face down. There just as Carlee said, sat a perfectly polished 9 mm in the back of his pants.

"Oh my god." Tony started to gasp for air. He swept his head up and caught Carlee's eye. "I'm so sorry. I thought… oh my god." Tony dropped his gun and stood up straight. "Carlee… I…"

Seeing the gun hit the floor Carlee rushed over to Tony and embraced him in a tight and heartfelt hug. She started balling at the touch of Tony's skin, tears flooded her face. Mumbled words poured from her lips.

"I…thought…death…you…hurt…kill..."

Tony slammed his eyes shut, only a few tears escaping. He reached his hands around her back and brought Carlee into a deeper into him.

"I was trying to find out who did this to Ziva. I thought I had him. I thought me and Ziva could finally go home and forget that someone was trying to kill her. I was so intent on finally saving her, that I thought you…"

"Shh Tony. Catch your breath." Carlee said, letting a calmer more relaxed self take over. "Just breathe."

"We have to go tell the others he's dead." Tony said, releasing Carlee and taking a step back.

"Yeah, I guess."

"Ziva's probably worried." Tony said, glaring back at the dead Absalom then walking to the door.

"Great, Ziva." Carlee's smile was wiped off her face as followed Tony.

"Just great."

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