The moment that McGee had hung up, Tony had pulled out his gun and now held it in front of himself as he scanned the building.
Making his way into the stairway, he cautiously looked up, only to hear heavy boots coming down the stairs towards him.
Tony stepped back into the ground floor, his back pressed up against the wall as he let the four men pass him by as they ran towards the cellar and Tony's team.
Tony waited until they were at the other end of the corridor before he pulled out his radio and called Calligan.
"The cavalry here yet?"
"Just pulling up now."
"Good, get your ass in here, there's four gun men and they just went running past me to where Gibbs has found Jenny."
"On my way now."
Tony silently descended the flight of stairs and found the corridor where light was spilling from one of the furthest rooms.
Just as he went to enter the corridor, he was aware of a presence behind him.
Turning his head, he saw the Petty Officer behind him, weapon drawn.
Nodding soundlessly, Tony and Calligan continued down the corridor, before both taking up positions on one side of the cell door, ready for a signal.
"Well then Agent Gibbs, it seems we were wrong about you, you do care. Enough to get yourself killed. Although this one with you, she's almost as pretty as your Jenny. I think we'll keep her as well."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said Gibbs casually, not betraying any sense of nerves at the situation, "she's a Mossad assassin. She probably knows 47 ways to kill you all with your own guns."
"It is 67 Gibbs. And all without firing a single bullet."
A dangerous smile graced Ziva's lips and Gibbs could tell that at least one of the men there was unsettled by Ziva.
"Still Gibbs, what did you expect would happen when you came here? You would waltz in, pick up your Damsel and leave again? Not going to happen."
"Well that's a shame. Because that's exactly what I am planning on doing. It is what happens in the middle that I am a little vague on. And whether or not you make things harder than they need to be. So you could all just... walk out the door and let us go."
The cocking of at least one of the guns in the room seemed to nullify that option.
"Gibbs, you will die here. And your friends back home will watch as it happens."
The first gunman gestured to a small security camera in the corner.
As Gibbs looked up, he saw a shadow move in the corridor and he was sure that back-up had arrived.
"Well, we seem to be at an impasse. What do you suggest should happen then?"
"I have had enough of this. You know, it's a shame that Jenny won't ever know that you tried to save her. She'll do exactly as we want her to do and think you didn't care."
The last jibe at Gibbs was the final straw and all of Team Gibbs knew it.
Before the gunmen could react, Gibbs and Ziva brought up their weapons and fired on the first two men whilst Tony and Calligan took out the final pair. All four men fell to the ground, two with thigh injuries and the second two with bullets through their arms.
Tony and Ziva moved quickly to confiscate their weapons and, with Calligan's help, secured the men before searching them.
"Found keys Gibbs," called Tony, throwing the keys to his boss.
"I'm going to go and find out where the cops are, they should be here by now," said Calligan as he stood and exited the room.
Gibbs began to check every key in the padlock. All the keys were similar sizes, so Gibbs surmised that they were the keys for all the girls' padlocks, which meant that Gibbs had to try every one to find Jenny's.
It was the fourth key that fit into the lock on Jenny's padlock and Gibbs quickly pulled the chain from the wall, moving it down to her side.
Moving back so he was in front of Jenny's head, Gibbs softly stroked a few strands of hair out of Jenny's face before his hand moved to cradle her bruised cheek gently.
"I've got you Jenny, you're safe now, I promise."
Gibbs didn't have the opportunity to say anymore as an ambulance crew entered the room and came to assess Jenny, quickly deciding that she needed to be taken immediately to the nearest hospital.
Without a word of discussion, Ziva and Tony knew that Gibbs would be accompanying her and that they would be staying to deal with the situation in the hell hole they had stumbled across.
The three walked out to the ambulance with Jenny and Gibbs turned to the pair as he went to climb inside.
Before he could speak, Ziva began.
"We'll stay and look after the scene Gibbs, and get all of these girls freed. We'll come and find you at the hospital when we get there, but I doubt we'll see you in the next six hours. Look after her."
Gibbs simply nodded his head and climbed in beside Jenny, taking her hand as Ziva and Tony shut the doors to the Ambulance and it quickly drove off, the blue lights blaring in the dark night.
"Where is she? Is she OK? Can we see her?"
Ziva turned towards the barrage of questions as Abby and McGee came speeding down the corridor towards them.
Both Ziva and Tony had been sitting in the waiting room for the past 2 hours, waiting to be allowed to see Jenny and Gibbs, the latter of whom was refusing to leave the redhead's side.
"Abby, calm down, we don't know yet. The last that we heard from Gibbs, she was stable and simply unconscious however they were in need of doing some more tests on Jenny before we were to be allowed to see her. How did you get here so fast?" asked Ziva of the pair, and Tim had the good grace to look slightly abashed.
"We may have commandeered a couple of seats on a red-eye out here at about 2am. So we just got in and this young marine brought us up here. He knew what the situation was so got us here quickly."
"His name Calligan?" asked Tony.
"Already met him?"
"He helped us find Jenny. Nice guy."
"Yeah, he gave us his number in case we needed any sort of assistance down here."
"Well right now it'll be a while before any of us are leaving I'm sure."
Abby sat down beside Ziva and the Israeli wrapped her hand around the younger woman's shoulders.
"She'll be fine Abby, I'm sure. It's Jenny we're talking about. She survived being shot four times only 3 years ago."
"I know, but I just worry. Not just about her, but also about Gibbs. They're like our mum and dad and when they're not together they're not happy. Gibbs hasn't been like he was while she was here since she's gone. But now, now I think they'll help each other get better."
"We can only hope so Abby," said Tony and the four sat down to wait for any news to come their way.