Gibbs spent the rest of the day with Tony and Timmy. Not once did he let either boy out of his sight. Both Doctors Shawn and Michaels had came and gave the boys a check up. Both had a long way to go, in getting their weight to where it should be, but they were healing much faster than either doctor could have predicted. With that being said, they were also getting a little restless, Tony especially. Being cooped up in a hospital room for days on end was wearingthin on Gibbs' patients, so he couldn't blame Tony at all. Tim stayed awake longer, but still tired out easily, which was to be expected.

When Nurse Jenna came to pick up the lunch trays she had a surprise for them, that she put on the table by the door.

"So did you enjoy your lunch?"

"Yep, it good!"

"I'm glad you liked it."

"What 'ou got?" Tony asked as he bounced on his bed trying to see around Jenna.

"It's a surprise!"

"Sup-ise?"

"Yep."

Tim quietly asked, "'Or us?"

"Yep." Smiling Jenna went and grabbed the bag.

Gibbs had stayed quiet, just watching up until that point. As Jenna brought the bag over to Tims bed, he got up and picked up Tony so he could sit on the end of his brother's bed. Jenna thanked Gibbs as she placed the bag between the boys.

"Go ahead, open it."

Both boys reached for it and pulled out ziplock bags full of plastic blocks.

"What dis?" Tony asked as he shook the bag.

"They're Legos. They were my nephew's favorite toys when he was little. They're yours now."

"'Eally?" Both boys asked.

"Really."

"Tank 'ou Jenna." Tony said shaking the bag again. Timmy was staring at his like it was a puzzle he couldn't figure out.

"Here, let me show you something." Gibbs said as he grabbed another ziplock bag and dumped it onto the bed. Picking up a few pieces he snapped them together. Both boys looked on amazed. It only took a moment until all the bags were opened and Legos were scattered across Tims bed. For the rest of the afternoon until dinner and even after, towers, bridges, houses, and eventually cars and planes were built, taken apart, and rebuilt.

-NCIS-

The man sat in a car at the edge of the hospital parking lot, just out of view of any cameras. He sat, tapping the steering wheel with one finger, yet patiently staring at the front door waiting for a certain agent to come out. Unknown to him, that agent had no intention of leaving the hospital anytime soon.

-NCIS-

"Kasie, tell me you have something." Franks said as he walked into the lab.

"I do. Just not what you're going to want to hear." Kasie said, as she pulled up photos on her computer and the bigger screen.

Walking around the desk to see the larger photos Franks asked, "What am I lookin' at?"

"I followed Goldlin's car all over town. I lost it close to the airport. So I started looking through parking lots.."

"Kasie!"

"I found it."

"Where?"

"In an overnight park and ride." She said hesitantly.

"This is the part I'm not going to want to hear, isn't it?" Franks asked as he finally turned to look at her.

"There are no cameras showing cars going in or out of the lot. Just a few sporadically placed throughout." She tapped a few keys and brought up a video of Goldlin parking the car and getting out of it. "That's the last I have of him. He couldn't have walked out of the lot. I went through every video in the area and didn't find him."

"So he stole a new car."

"Yeah." She sighed. "My next step is traffic lights again, but they only snap pictures of drivers if they're going too fast or through a red. He's been too smart so far to mess up like that.." Franks glared at her, "but I'm still going to look!" She exclaimed holding up one hand.

"So basically we have no idea what car he's in, he's already changed his look once, so it's possible he's done that again, and we don't have a clue what direction to look? He could be back inside the hospital for all we know!" Franks voice had gotten louder with each sentence.

"Pretty much." Kasie said blandly as she watched Franks pace.

"Thanks Kasie, keep looking." He said as he stormed out of the lab.

"Yep." Kasie replied to an empty room.

-NCIS-

After Franks had got upstairs he called Agents Clark, Smith, Doubs, and Reed to the bullpen. He explained everything they had, and didn't have, on Goldlin at the moment.

"I want the four of you at the hospital. You're to replace Vince and Davis. Tell them to go home and get some rest. I want one of you in the room with the boys, two outside the door, and one walking the nearby halls. Switch around so you don't get tired. Also tell Gibbs to go home and get some sleep too." The four agents glanced at each other, "Tell him it's an order. Now go. And don't screw this up! Those two little boys are counting on us." Franks said as he headed towards the back elevator.

"Umm, Agent Burley? Could you possibly call Agent Gibbs.." Clark started to ask.

"Nope. You have your orders. Off you go." Stan said with a smile, then sobered up, "Seriously though. Keep your eyes open, this guy is mentally unstable and we don't know exactly what he's capable of, but what we've seen is horrific."

"Great." Clark muttered as the four left the bullpen.

Franks peaked around the divider as the men got on the front elevator.

"Really Boss?"

"What?"

"Don't you want to call Gibbs yourself?"

"You nuts Burley?"

Stan just laughed as he went back to the piles of paperwork on his desk. Trying to find any clue on where Goldlin might be hiding.