At the hospital, Tony was pacing, Ziva praying, while waiting for an update on Tali. After an agonizing two hours, a doctor came into the waiting room.
"Mr. and Mrs. DiNozzo?" She said, looking for Tony and Ziva.
Tony stopped pacing and looked at the doctor. "Yeah?"
"I'm Dr. Jackson," the doctor said. "Can we talk in private?"
"Sure. Ziva!"
Ziva snapped her head up, obviously about to chew Tony out for yelling her name. But, when she saw Tony talking to a doctor, she immediately stood and walked over to join them. "How is Tali?" She asked.
"Your daughter is stable, but critical," the doctor replied. "Another five minutes, and we would have lost her. We have her sedated right now, so she's resting comfortably. There's something else as well."
"What?" Tony asked.
Dr. Jackson hesitated. "There is reason for me to believe that your daughter was sexually assaulted in the last twenty-four hours. I need your permission to do a rape kit-"
"Do it," Tony ordered. "And send it to the lab at NCIS. NOW!"
The doctor nodded and hurried back to the room where Tali was, and Tony pulled his phone out of his pocket, calling the lab, and more importantly, Abby.
...-_-...
"You're on the air!" Abby said, shouting slightly over the music in the background.
"Turn it off, Abbs," Tony said, yelling a little bit.
"Sorry!" Abby turned the music off before returning to the speaker phone. "What can I do for you, Mr. Director?"
"Don't start that again."
"Sorry. What's wrong?"
"Tali's in the hospital. They're sending you a rape kit. I need the results fast."
"Oh, my God! What happened?!"
"She's been getting bullied for the better part of the last three months. She tried to kill herself earlier. Another five minutes, and I'd be talking to Palmer, not you."
Abby crossed herself before asking the question foremost in her mind. "Why the rape kit?"
"The doctor seems to think that Tali may have been raped in the last 24 hours. I want the DNA run through every database you can think of and then some."
"When will it get here?" Abby was repressing the urge to vomit, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.
"Soon. Cooper just showed up and signed for it."
"Is Tim there?"
"Yep. And so is TJ."
"Tony, I am so sorry about what happened."
"Not as sorry as the son of a bitch that did this. I can guarantee you that." Click.
...-_-...
Tony put his phone back into his pocket and looked at Ari and TJ. If anyone knew what he wanted to know, they would.
"Ari, TJ, I need a name," he said calmly.
"Max Kennedy," Ari said, his voice hoarse from the shouting match he'd had with Kennedy in the weight room.
"Isn't he the Running Back on-"
"He was; he got cut from the team after Homecoming."
Tony started for the exit, motioning to Ari and TJ. "Both of you. Follow me."
...-_-...
Thanks to directions from both Ari and TJ, Tony found himself parked outside a house four blocks away from his own.
"Are you both sure this time?" He asked.
"Definitely," they answered.
"Good. Stay in the car. If he runs, go after him."
"Got it."
Tony exited his car and walked up to he door, his I.D. in hand. He pounded on the door, waiting for a response.
Kennedy opened the door, looked at Tony, and asked, "What do you want, Grandpa?"
Tony flashed his I.D. "NCIS. I'm Director Anthony DiNozzo. I believe you know my daughter, you son of a bitch."
Kennedy's eyes darted left and right before he knocked Tony to the ground and took off running. Ari and TJ looked at each other, nodded, and took off after Kennedy, who was running at full speed down the block. However, his speed was no match for the son of an ex-assassin and Ohio State Point Guard. Ari caught him within seconds and knocked him to the ground, leading with his fists after Kennedy was down. Having seen what this bastard had driven his sister to doing, as well as "accidentally" overhearing what the doctor told Tony and Ziva, Ari wasted no time pounding Kennedy to a pulp, at least until TJ pulled him off and added a few kicks of his own. It was while TJ was beating Kennedy for what he did that Tony showed up, and he had to pull his godson away from the bully so he could actually arrest him. That didn't go so well, mainly because Kennedy actually pulled the gun he'd gotten his hands on and smacked Tony across the face, earning punts to his head from Ari and TJ. While TJ made sure Kennedy stayed down, Ari checked on Tony.
"You alright, Dad?"
"I've been better," Tony replied, holding his nose.
Ari pointed at Tony's busted nose. "What's this? Number three or number four?"
"Five. I'll get it looked at when we get to the Navy Yard."
"Uh, 'we'?"
"Yes. You and McJunior need to give statements anyway, and not just to NCIS; I'm pretty sure that Metro may want statements from you two as well."
"Of course."
...-_-...
After a short and profane call from Tony, Interrogation 1 was cleared and set up for Kennedy. Tony was handling the interrogation, with Ari, TJ, & Cooper watching from Observation. The interrogation was... uncomfortable... to say the least.
"So," Tony said, pacing around the small room. "You're the bastard that's been tormenting my daughter. Why? Just for shits and giggles? Or is there something seriously fucking wrong in your head?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Kennedy lied.
"The hell you don't. My daughter is in the hospital because of you."
The most microscopic smirk crossed Kennedy's face. It was not hard to tell that he was proud of what he had done. "Yeah? She gonna die soon?"
"WHAT?!" Tony punched a hole in the wall, actually glad that he was the Director right at that moment, because he wanted to shoot Kennedy. His phone vibrated; he got a text from Abby with the DNA results from the rape kit that was sent from the hospital. The message read two words: "Max Kennedy."
"Was it not enough to physically abuse her?" Tony asked.
"What?" Kennedy asked in reply, playing stupid.
"You raped my daughter, you bastard."
Kennedy sneered. "That little half-breed bitch wanted it. She's lying."
Tony snapped. He pulled Kennedy out of the chair and pinned him against the glass. "You motherfucker. That's my daughter you're talking about! You know what? Fuck it. I hope that you get your ass torn up in prison, because that's where you're going."
"On what charge?"
"Let's start with a weapons charge. But that's the least of your worries. There's also Aggravated Assault, Battery, Aggravated Assault With A Deadly Weapon, Assault on a Federal Officer, Assault With A Deadly Weapon on a Federal Officer, Sexual Harassment, Sexual Assault, Statutory Rape, and Attempted Murder."
"Attempted Murder? I thought she was just in the hospital."
"She tried to kill herself because of what you did. If you think I'm going to let you walk, you've got another thing coming. And when you get to prison, I will make sure every inmate knows what you did. As it was put in The Shawshank Redemption, 'You'll think you've been fucked by a train.' Do you doubt this?"
"Go to hell." Kennedy spat in Tony's face like he had done so many times to Tali, and ended up face-down on the ground, handcuffed again. Tony motioned to Cooper behind the glass to get Kennedy to Metro for booking.
"Metro Detectives are already here," Cooper said. "You, Ari, and TJ need to give them statements."
Tony nodded. "Sure. Just turn him over before I kill him."
"Done." Cooper pulled Kennedy to his feet and escorted him to the detectives while Tony regained his composure. He suddenly found himself flashing back to Somalia, and what Saleem did to Ziva. He yelled in anger and punched the glass, shattering it and splitting open his knuckles. He let the blood fall free as he walked out of the room.
All you'll ever be is a fading memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope, so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt
Can you hear me?
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die
You're a bully
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