The drive back to HQ went off without a hitch. It was when they were leading Ray inside that all hell broke loose. Ray broke free from his handcuffs. Nobody realized he had a gun until was too late. He fired four shots miraculously missing McGee but hitting Agent Roberts in the leg, Agent Jones in the arm, and agent Meyers in between the eyes. It was a clean shot and she was dead before she hit the floor. McGee tried but he was still in shock and unable to move. Other agents and security came out to see what was going on. Some attended to the wounded. While others went after Ray. One of the security guards called Vance to tell him what happened. Agent Logan sat down beside McGee. He gently draped his arms around the shocked agent.

"It'll be alright Tim." Agent Logan assured.

"I need to bring him down at least try to." McGee replied.

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Agent Logan asked.

"I have to." McGee replied.

"Alright I'll help you." Agent Logan replied.

"Thanks Al," McGee replied.

"No problem McGee." Agent Logan replied.

Jimmy sat up in his hospital bed. He had tried to sleep but Breena's abduction haunted his dreams. Every time he closed his eyes. He saw her being beaten and tortured by Ray. He had been hoping and praying that she would be found safe but the longer she was gone. The less likely it was that they would find her alive. She should have been safe. He should have been there to protect her. Then again Agent Cortez had been an agent for ten years and he couldn't fight Ray. The door to his room opened and his heart crashed to the floor. It was Dr. Mallard and he looked like he was going to cry. That meant one thing it was bad news.

"Mr. Palmer" Ducky greeted.

"Dr. Mallard?" Jimmy asked.

"They found Breena." Ducky replied.

"How is she? She's not you know? Right?" Jimmy asked.

"She's alive but she is in critical condition. Her heart stopped three times already. Twice in the ambulance. She was legally dead when the ambulance arrived but they got her heart started. As of right now however she is not breathing on her own." Ducky explained.

"Can I see her?" Jimmy asked.

"They are working on her right now but she should be in a room soon." Ducky explained.

"Alright" Jimmy replied.

"She will pull through. She may not be the same but she will live." Ducky assured.

"I need her. I just. I can't without her." Jimmy sobbed.

"I know Mr. Palmer and for that reason I wish that I could take her place." Ducky explained.

Dylan stared at the ceiling of the room he was staying in at Gibbs's house. He missed his old room and all his stuff. Most of all he missed his old house and feeling safe. Things like this weren't supposed to happen. Maybe in some far off country or in one of those stupid movies but not close to him. Certainly not to him and his family. This had to be some kind of horrible nightmare. He heard the door slam shut. He figured it was just Gibbs coming home to get some more clothes and check on Jack. Then he heard his mom scream. Without hesitation he ran next door, woke Carly up, and shoved her into her closet. Then ran down the hall and pulled baby Jack from his crib and ran with him to Carly's closet. He left the two little kids in the closet then ran downstairs. He found his mom huddled up in the corner. The man Carly had describe was storming around the house. He ran to his mom's aide.

"Dylan go upstairs." Emily whispered.

"Mom what's going on?" Dylan asked.

"Just get upstairs!" Emily warned.

"Mom who is this?" Dylan asked.

"Ziva's ex now go!" Emily replied.

Dylan finally took his mom seriously and headed for the stairs. He was just heading up when Ray came back. He fired his gun and the bullet lodged itself in the wall inches away from Emily. She stood up to run and Ray went after her. Dropping his gun in the process. Dylan stood at the base of the steps frozen with fear. Until Ray knelt down and pulled a knife from his ankle holster. Emily tried to get away but he grabbed her and slammed the knife into her arm. Dylan didn't know what happened but the next thing he knew there was a gunshot and Ray was lying in a pool of blood. He turned around and saw Gibbs standing behind him. With a sniper rifle in his hand. He shoved past Dylan and ran to Emily's side.

"Dylan call 911 then get upstairs!" Gibbs demanded.

"What happened?" Dylan asked.

"I came home to get some clean clothes and I find this!" Gibbs yelled.

"Will she be OK?" Dylan asked.

"I hope so. Now call 911." Gibbs replied.

"Yes sir." Dylan replied.

Gibbs collapsed into the chair beside Tony. He was filled with rage and shock about what happened that morning. Ray shooting three agents and narrowly missing McGee. Agent Jones would be OK after some rehab and a few months out of the field but Agent Roberts had lost his leg and Agent Myers was dead. Then what happened to Emily. At least she would be OK. She would even be back to her kids by lunch time. She had gotten extremely lucky. Even though Ray was dead with a bullet through his spine and piecing his heart. Gibbs still jumped when the door to Tony's room opened. His fear to surprise when he saw Leon in the doorway.

"Jethro" Vance called quietly.

"What is it Leon?" Gibbs asked.

"May I speak with you in the hallway?" Vance asked.

"What is it Leon?" Gibbs asked once they were in the hallway.

"The NCIS family has lost another member I'm afraid." Vance replied.

"Agent Roberts?" Gibbs asked.

"No the amputation went well and he may even be able to return to the field." Vance replied.

"Then who?" Gibbs asked.

"Breena Palmer died an hour ago." Vance replied solemnly.

A/N: At least Ray is dead. Even if he left a path of destruction and pain on the way out. New chapter should be up by Wednesday. Sorry for not uploading this weekend but I was busy and I couldn't update Friday anyway because the site was messed up.