hi again, sorry for not posting the last days, I have a pretty busy week, so I also do not have a lot of time to write.

Anyways, here is a chapter. This story is getting to an ending...

thank you CALLEN37 for beta reading this story.

please review! and I hope you like it.

~Goldfishmind

Chapter 17

Tony woke up at the feeling of laying on something soft.

Soft skin was brushing against his. His cheek connected with another cheek.

He lifted his head a little and saw Ziva lying under him. She tried to push him off her, so she could breathe a little better.

However, the blast had taken its toll and she was not her strong self anymore. Then Ziva realized Tony was awake and looked into his blue-green eyes and inside she melted a little. Tony looked back, deep into the shining brown eyes he loved so much and decided this was not the time to kiss her.

Instead, he lifted himself up and helped Ziva to her feet.

Tony already imagined Gibbs' voice in his head. 'You two lovebirds done?' but Gibbs wasn't around.

He was still staring into her beautiful eyes; he heard a yell full of pain. Tony turned around and saw Devon Thomasson being dragged by Gibbs.

He was most likely yelling because he had a small red stain on his shoulder. The kid yelled bloody murder. Gibbs ignored him and just dragged him along, to the car. When the kid was secure in the car, he went towards Tony and Ziva.

"Are you ok?" he asked, maybe with the slightest bit of worry in his voice.

"We are fine Gibbs." Ziva said.

Then Tony started to cough and didn't seem to stop. Gibbs lowered Tony to the ground and ordered him to take deep and steady breaths.

Tony tried although his lips started to turn a little blue.

When Tony thought he was going to pass out, by having to less oxygen, he heard a siren and two paramedics took care of him. One put an oxygen mask on his face and the other tried to lay him onto a gurney. After a few minutes, Tony's breathing was a lot better, but the paramedics insisted on checking him out in the hospital.

As the ambulance drove away, Ziva looked at Gibbs. Silently they returned to the car and went back to the NCIS building.

Gibbs sent Ziva to Ducky, to be checked out, if she had any bad injuries.

Devon was dragged into interrogation and thrown down on the chair and this wasn't the worst. The worst was yet to come. Gibbs was going to interrogate him.

"Where were you on the night of July 4th?" Gibbs asked staring at the young kid in front of him.

The kid, Devon Thomasson was definitely a bad liar, just like McGee. He was nervous.

"Um, I...I was… at home?" Devon stuttered.

"What home? You do not have a registered address."

"I... I was... I mean... I do have a... um…"Devon stuttered.

"Do you want to confess the murder of Audrey Massar?" Devon looked up he was clearly shocked. "No!"

"But you did kill someone..." Gibbs gave Devon the Gibbs-stare and he broke.

"No, I could never kill someone! I... I had someone hired." Devon swallowed. He knew his life was already over he was going to jail.