At this point in the story, everyone knows that Agent Brennan is actually Jenny. Just because you didn't see them discovering it, doesn't mean they didn't. Happy Reading!

Chapter 7 – Mad World

Tony looked up as he heard the front door open and close and keys settle on the hall table. It was now three in the morning and Ziva had been gone for five hours. Ziva walked into the family room, her eyes red from crying, and she looked like she was shivering.

"I'm sorry," they both said at the same time. Ziva flew into Tony's arms and he hugged her tightly. She pulled away after a minute and he took the opportunity to kiss her on the lips. Jenny walked in and smiled as she watched Tony and Ziva make up. Finally, Tony noticed that they were not alone in the room.

"Why is Agent Brennan here?" Tony asked.

"Tony, I have to tell you something," Ziva said, looking back at her former best friend. "Agent Brennan is actually Jenny. The CIA faked her death." Tony started at the woman in the doorway, dumbfounded.

"You're sure?" he asked, surprise evident in his voice.

"Yes," Jenny said, speaking up. "But we can worry about this later. I know where Ava and Aaron are."

The thumping music was immediately evident when it grew dark outside. Jeanne hadn't bothered to separate Ava and Aaron when they had arrived and when the music started, Ava and Aaron had deduced that they were in the same building as a nightclub. Aaron had grimaced when he had seen his sister's face, even after she had reassured him that she was fine.

Peter had been in and out of their room several times in the past few hours. He had untied them both, brought Aaron ibuprofen and Ava a wet washcloth to clean the blood from her face, and brought them both a bottle of them water. The last time Peter came in, he brought news.

"My mom is getting tired of this; she's debating on whether or not to kill you. I would suggest an escape attempt," Peter said, and then he left.

The team all assembled outside Club LeBaron, the hottest nightclub in town. After Jenny had told Tony and Ziva where Ava and Aaron were, they had immediately called Gibbs, who had met them at the club, along with McGee and Fornell's team.

"Alright," Jenny said. They were parked behind the club and a blueprint was spread over the trunk of the Charger. "This club is actually two buildings. The front of the building is used as the club and the back of the building is used for storage units. We just found out that Jeanne is renting two units under an alias. The unit numbers are 430 and 432; odd numbers on the left side, even on the right. Fornell, your team will enter from this side door, here," Jenny said, pointing to the blueprint. "You'll end up four units down from Jeanne's units. Tony, your team will go in through the back door. You'll end up eight units up from her units. Gibbs and I will stay back here in case anyone tries to run. Any questions?" Everyone shook their heads no. "Alright then, let's get going."

After Peter had left the room Ava immediately checked the door, which Peter had left unlocked.

"Alright Aaron, we're going to have to get to that club," Ava said. "Are you ready?"

"Are you kidding me?" Aaron said in disbelief. "Let's blow this popstand." Ava helped Aaron up from the floor and they went to the door and carefully peered out.

"Looks like we're in a storage center," Ava said. "There's an exit a few units up. Are you ready?"

"Definitely," Aaron said. The two carefully snuck out of the room and made their way down the hallway to the door. Just as they were about to turn the knob, the knob began to turn on its own.

"Shit," Ava swore, but it was too late. The door opened and Ava and Aaron found themselves face to face with Fornell.

"Uncle Toby?" Aaron asked.

"Are you two alright?" Fornell asked, quickly assessing them.

"Yeah," Ava said.

"Gibbs is outside at the back, get yourselves out there, now," Fornell instructed and Ava and Aaron happily obliged.

Tony, Ziva, and McGee patiently waited at the back door, listening though their earwigs for Fornell's signal.

"DiNutso," Fornell's voice came over the radio. "We've got the kids, I sent them out to Gibbs."

"Roger," Tony said, and behind him he heard Ziva breathe a sigh of relief.

"Go ahead and enter," Fornell said. "There's no one in the hallway." Tony motioned for his team to follow him and he carefully opened the door and the trio slipped inside. The hallway was semi dark and the fluorescent lights flickered ominously. The team could hear the music from the club, but nothing else. Each unit had a large, garage type door along with a smaller, normal door. Fornell motioned to the one that they were going to enter. Just then Jenny's voice crackled over the radio.

"Do not harm Jeanne's son," Jenny directed. "Get him out of there."

"Copy," Tony said as he took a step backwards and then kicked the door in.

"Federal Agents!"

Ava and Aaron hustled out to the back of the building where they found Gibbs and a woman standing next one of the cars.

"Grandpa," both Ava and Aaron cried, running over to him. Gibbs opened his arms and pulled both of them into him.

"Are you okay?" Gibbs asked, pulling away from the two slightly and evaluating them. "What happened to your face, Ava?" Gibbs asked.

"I jumped Jeanne, she jumped me back," Ava admitted.

"I'm glad you're okay, both of you," Gibbs said. Ava pulled away from Gibbs and looked at the woman standing next to him. They stared at each other for a moment, and then Ava ran into Jenny's arms and started crying.

"I thought you were dead," Ava sobbed. Jenny held Ava close, tears forming in her own eyes.

"I never wanted to leave, do you understand that?" Jenny asked and Ava nodded against her chest. "And I always made sure you were safe." After realizing who it was, Aaron too, ran over to hug his Aunt. Jenny looked over the tops of their heads at Gibbs, who was smiling.

The teams all burst in through the door where they found Jeanne and Trent seated at a table in the center of the room and Peter sitting in the corner. Courtney ran over to Peter and hurried him out of the room right away. Jeanne took off out of a back door and Ziva followed her. Kort drew his gun and was about to shoot McGee when a bullet lodged itself into his chest. McGee looked over at Tony, who had obviously just discharged his gun.

"Thanks," McGee said.

"No problem, the bastard," Tony said, and then took off after Ziva.

Ziva followed Jeanne through a back hallway and into a blocked off alley that was obviously used as a smoking courtyard for the club, but no one was there. Jeanne realized she was trapped and turned on Ziva.

"You know, Tony never really loved me. He said he did, but I could tell in his eyes that he loved someone else," Jeanne said quietly. "It was always you."

"Wasn't trying to frame him for murder revenge enough for you?" Ziva spat bitterly.

"I wasn't taking revenge against Tony," Jeanne said.

"Then why my children?" Ziva yelled, her gun still trained on Jeanne.

"That bitch director of yours ruined my life," Jeanne snarled. "My father was killed because of her, I lost my job because of her, and when Trent told me that she was still alive, I knew that I could get revenge. Trent told me that she had pictures of your kids in her office. Since she doesn't have children, I figured they were yours. You know, I almost killed them," Jeanne said. "But I suppose you'll do." Jeanne moved for something in her pocket and Ziva didn't hesitate and fired off two shots that hit home in Jeanne's chest. Just as Jeanne fell to the ground, Tony burst through the door. Tony looked at his wife, questions all over his face. Ziva shrugged.

"She had a gun."

I am terribly sorry that this took so long to update. Writer's block is a bitch to deal with. Unfortunately there will only be one more chapter in this story. I know that it won't be as long as my stories normally are, but I promised that I would finish, and I will. Please review, I had a bad day and reviews will make me smile.

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