Charity left the director's office and headed down to Abby's lab. While she was on her way down, she called Burley's desk. "What's up boss?" He said, answering on the first ring.

"Get McGee and come down to Abby's lab." She ordered. "And get Ducky, too." Then she hung up. The elevator doors opened and Charity stepped off. she was soon walking into Abby's lab.

Abby turned around, surprised at first to see Charity, but then a knowing smile came to her face. "It looks like someone had a good night last night." Abby replied.

Charity kept her face composed. "Abby..."

"What? I know your dad is still in the hospital. I also know you were extremely grateful last night when you saw Tony." Abby teased. "So, I'm guessing you guys had some amazing thank you..."

"Abby, I didn't come here to talk about that." Charity replied. "We have work to do."

"Okay, but I want details later." Abby replied.

"Have you ever stopped running the intruder's face through facial recognition?" Charity asked.

"Nope, it should still be going, why?" Abby inquired.

Just then Burley, McGee, and Ducky arrived. "What's going on Boss?" McGee asked.

"Last night when we went into that warehouse, we uncovered a terrorist cell." Charity said. "We have to find out who they are and what they're up to. We are starting with our intruder."

"What do you want us to do boss?" McGee asked.

"McGee, you help Abby with whatever you two can think of that will help us identify him." Charity ordered. "Burley, go back to the warehouse and see if you can find anything helpful about who they are and what they are after."

"On it boss." Burley replied.

Charity then turned to Ducky. "I need you to continue to work on the phsycological profile."

"You can count on me, my dear." Ducky replied.

"If you guys need me, I'll be out." She replied and then left. Charity headed out and hopped in her car. She drove to the hospital and parked the car.

When she walked into the room. her father looked up at her. "Hey baby girl." He said, smiling at her. "What are you doing here?"

Charity walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. She hugged him. "How are you feeling?" She asked, avoiding his question.

"Fine." Gibbs answered. "What's going on?"

"Those men that had you, Dad, they were terrorists." Charity answered. "I need to know if you overheard anything in the time that they had you."

"Are you going after terrorists now?" Gibbs asked, ignoring her question. "That's dangerous."

"Dad, it's my job." Charity replied.

"But it's dangerous."

"Daddy, your job is dangerous, but I never tried to make you stop. And don't forget last night you were talking about how I'm a grown woman now."

"I know, but that was talking about you with a man, not fighting with terrorists."

"Daddy, I'm not alone in this. I have my team behind me. Now did you overhear anything? Did they ever mention anything about any attacks or anything like that?"

Gibbs sighed. "I overheard them say that they were building something...something big. I never heard what it was. I assume a bomb. Gibbs answered. "I also heard them mention something about the Navy and a homecoming."

Charity suddenly had an idea of what they could possibly be up to. She leaned forward and kissed her father on the cheek. "I'll be back for an actual visit later." Charity said and then she got up to leave.

"Baby girl." Gibbs said, stopping his daughter at the door.

Charity turned around. "What is it Daddy?"

"Be careful...and I'm proud of you."

Charity couldn't speak so she just nodded and walked out the door. As she walked down the hall, Charity pulled out her cell phone and dialed Abby's lab. "Hello oh fearless leader." Abby greeted in her most chipper voice.

"You have me on speaker?" Charity asked.

"Yup."

"Is McGee there?"

"I'm here boss." McGee answered. "What's up?"

"I need you to look and see if there are any Navy ships bringing sailors home." Charity ordered.

"When?" McGee asked.

"Starting from today on." Charity answered.

"Alright, give me just a couple of minutes." McGee answered.

Charity could hear the typing and clicking from the other end. "Work faster McGee." She ordered.

A couple of minutes later, McGee stopped his typing and clicking. "There's a ship due to come in today." McGee answered.

"Send the location of it to my phone and then call Burley."

"What's going on?" McGee asked.

"I think our terrorists are planning an attack on the homecoming sailors." Charity answered. "Get Burley and meet me there. Also get the bomb squad." Charity then hung up. A few seconds later, she looked at her phone and had the address of the homecoming ship.

She headed out and hopped in her car. She buckled up and turned the key. Then she was putting the pedal to the floor and on her way out. It was a Navy Pier and not only would the sailors be coming home, but their families would be there. She couldn't let innocent lives be lost.

Charity soon arrived at the pier and parked her car. It looked as if the entire city were out there to welcome the sailors home. Charity hopped out of her car just as her team arrived. "Is the bomb squad on their way?" Charity asked.

"Yes." McGee answered.

"The local police are also working on clearing the pier. The director alerted Sec Nav." Burley added. "The ship is going to be a little late."

"Good." Charity said. Then she was looking around and that was when she noticed the man from autopsy in a window in the building above. He had a rifle and was aiming it at them. "Take cover." Charity ordered and just in time. The man opened fire.

Charity looked around as she and her team hid for cover. After a few moments the fire stopped. Charity peaked her head out and saw him running from the window and into the building. "You guys look around see what you can find." Charity said. "I'm going in."

"Not without backup." Burley said, getting up to follow Charity.

They ran into the building. Charity headed for where she saw the man last. "Burley you go the other way."

"Right boss." Burley replied and then went off in the opposite direction.

Charity heard movement behind her. She turned aiming her gun and saw the man, aiming at her once again. Charity dove for cover behind a pillar. After she was sure he had emtied his mag, she peaked out from behind the pillar and went to shoot, but he was no longer there.

A movement flashed at her side and then her gun was flying from her hand. Charity turned to see the man who had held her and Ducky hostage. "Here we are again, Agent Gibbs." He said, grabbing her wrists.

Charity glared at him and then gave him a kick to the gut. He let go of her and stumbled back. They then broke out in hand to hand combat. At one point, the man gripped Charity by her arms and held her, her back to him. "I'm not who you think I am. I'm not what you think I am." He told her.

"Then who and what are you?" Charity asked. "You can always come back to NCIS with me and give me your full cooperation."

"I can't do that." He replied.

"Then I'll take you back myself. Maybe in a body bag, but this time you won't be alive."

"So much fire." He said. "But you waste it on me."

Charity bucked in his grip and hit his nose with the back of her head. Then she kicked him in the shin. He stumbled backwards once again. Then they were fighting. He dealt a blow to Charity's gut, causing her to fall back and hit her head on the pillar behind her. It didn't knock her out, but it did blur her vision. She gasped for breath as he had knocked the wind out of her. She could hear him retreating, but was unable to tell where.

"Boss." came Burley's voice. "Are you alright?"

"Fine." Charity answered, still having a hard time breathing.

Burley's arm was around her, pulling her up and supporting her weight. "We have to get out of here. I found the bomb, it's in here." Burley said. "Bomb squad is on their way, but I don't know if they'll make it in time."

Charity nodded. She held onto her stomach with one arm and kept the other wrapped around Burley, leaning on him for support. She felt dizzy and sick. She also had a throbbing in the back of her head. They had barely made it out of the building, when the bomb went off.

Burley threw Charity on the ground and covered her body with his. Charity felt the heat from the building that was now on fire behind them. She felt the bile rise up in the back of her throat. She swallowed it back down. "Burley, get your ass off of me." Charity ordered.

"Just protecting you, boss." Burley said.

"I know and you can stop now." Charity replied.

Burley got up and then helped Charity up. She was still a little wobbly and her vision was still slightly blurred. "Did they get everyone safe in time?" Charity asked, as she blinked trying to clear her vision.

"Yeah." Burley answered. "Boss are you okay?"

"I told you Burley, I'm fine." Charity answered. Black spots then began to take over her vision and she started to fall towards the ground. She woke up a few minutes later to Burley and McGee leaning over her. "Back the hell up." She ordered.

"Glad to see you, too Boss." Burley replied.

Charity slowly sat up. "What is rule nineteen?" Charity asked.

"Don't hover." Burley answered. "We should get you to a hospital."

"Hell no." Charity answered. "Ducky can check me out."

A/N: I had to bring in the rules, but of course Charity's will be slightly different from her father's. I hope you guys are enjoying this.