Double Agent Said What?! Chapter 5

Gibbs turned away from Tony and Jimmy, a clear look of disgust on his face. He couldn't believe Tony had lied to them like that. He was, no is, a double agent would had lied to him, lied to all of them. Gibbs had been through betrayal before, but this felt about ten times worse. It was as if his surrogate son had stabbed him in the back and twisted it until he could no longer stand. And then there was the fact that he had a barely controlled temper most of the time, but this just set him off. He doubted he would ever trust him again. Tony, meant nothing to him.

"I'm glad you're still my friend." Tony whispered quietly, his eyes boring holes into Jimmy's.

Jimmy turned and looked at him, and was struck by the trust in those eyes. He had always felt that Tony was hiding something, some kind of deep pain that was so horrific it almost defined who he was. But then he saw Tony beat it. He saw the way that he looked at him and at his team, his family, and it showed that he had overcome it. Or at least as much as he could. "Absolutely Tony." Jimmy said resolutely.

Right as Tony opened his mouth to say something else, his phone went off. "Di Russo." Tony answered. He nodded for a few more seconds before he ended the call. "Move out." Tony ordered into his mic before throwing the phone at the ground and stomping on it multiple times. "It's time to get out of here. The meeting with Dante is set up for tonight, let's get them somewhere safe." Tony told Don as multiple agents walked in and started pouring gas all over the building.

"Antonio, what are they doing?" Jack asked, looking around skeptically.

"Getting rid of any evidence. Now come on, it should take us about an hour to get to the safe house. By my driving standards at least." Tony said with a small smirk.

"Oh God, have mercy on my soul." Don pleaded with a smirk before walking out of the room.

"You wish!" Tony called after Don, laughing.

"Tony, you drive like a ninny." Jimmy said trying to stifle his laughter.

"That's not how I really drive Jimmy, I grew up in Italy and spent a few years in India and Japan. Driving in those places is worse than driving in New York City everywhere you go. I can get you somewhere faster than Gibbs." Tony said finally smiling.

"Well then let's go, I wanna see this!" Jack said laughing and pulling Tony along with him.

"Oh no you don't, we're not going anywhere with you." Gibbs spat stepping in between Jack and Tony.

"Fine. Go ahead and stay here." Tony said shrugging and walking towards the exit.

"You would give up that easily? You would drag us out to the middle of nowhere, chain us to the ceiling, spill your secrets and then just walk away?" Eli asked skeptically.

"You guys want to stay here, be my guest. Although it will get hard to breath and pretty hot in here in a few minutes." Tony said checking his watch. "I can't force you to leave. But it would probably be in your best interest considering the building is about to go up in flames. But by all means, feel free to stay here and burn to death Gibbs." Tony said with a strained smile before turning on his heel and stalking towards the exit with the agents following closely behind him.

"Well I don't know about you, but I would rather not die today." Jack said giving a quick glare to everyone before following Tony out with Jimmy at his side.

"You would do best to listen and do what he says, he's a good man." Secretary Jarvis told them before he too left the building.

"As much as I hate to say this, I think we better follow him." Abby said crossly.

"But just until we get outside, then we kill Tony and go on our way." Ziva threatened, quickly getting out of the room, with everyone else following behind.

Once they were outside, Tony waved them over. Instead of going towards him, the team turned away while Eli walked towards him. "I have no quarrels with you, Agent Di Russo."

"Well doesn't that just make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside." Tony said smiling sarcastically before his face grew serious. "I appreciate your support Director David, and you will be on your way home before you can say Mossad."

"Did you really kill Officer Rivkin?" David asked with narrowed eyes.

"Yes sir, I did. But that was not my intention. I was there to protect him because Dante wanted me to kidnap and torture him. He was drunk when I arrived, and attacked me. I tried to explain the situation to him, but he wouldn't listen and continued. It was either kill him, or let myself be killed. I'm sorry that you lost your Agent, his body is on its way home for a proper burial."

"I appreciate your sympathy, although it doesn't mean much coming from his killer." David said coldly.

"Yeah, well I know how that goes." Tony muttered. "Alright, light it up!" Tony ordered, before turning and walking towards a black SUV.

The building erupted into flames on his command and almost knocked most of the team over. Tony smirked as he saw them almost get knocked over in the rear view mirror. "You let that happen on purpose didn't you?" Jack asked coming to stand over by him and noting the way his posture was purposefully relaxed up against the car.

"I gestured for them to get out of the way, it's their own fault they didn't." Tony said with an indifferent shrug. "Come on, you get shotgun." Tony said pushing away from the car and walking towards the team who had just joined Eli.

"Where's our car?" Gibbs demanded.

"Right there." Tony said pointing at the car he had just been leaning against. "Director's Vance and David, you will be going with Secretary Jarvis before each of you take separate cars. Director David, your men will be in the next car you take, and feel free to leave the country because your business here is done. And by I feel free, I mean you will be leaving."

"Wait, my men? I thought you killed them?" Eli asked disbelievingly.

"No I didn't. I injected them with the same drug I put in you, putting them in the freezer strengthened its affects and kept them knocked out longer. Before everything 'went down' so to speak, I lowered the temperature of the freezer so that it wouldn't kill them if they were put inside. They'll meet you before you leave the country. Vance, you and your family will be taken to a separate safe house filled with handpicked, trusted NCIS and CIA Agents. The rest of you are with me." Tony ordered, turning and going back the way he came.

"Hell no! I'm not going anywhere with you!" Gibbs spat, grabbing Tony's arm and spinning him back around.

"So what's your backup plan Gibbs?" Tony asked, completely unfazed as he was faced with Gibbs' infamous glare. "You do have a backup plan right?"

"We'll figure something out." Ziva growled.

"Right, because you have so many options." Tony snorted. "What do you plan on doing, trying to steal a car from about twenty armed federal agents? Yeah you've got a gun, but it's only got about one bullet left so it kind of leaves you screwed. You could always walk from here, but the walk is about eleven and a half miles and I don't think all of you would make it."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Ducky ground out, stepping towards Tony and glaring up at him.

"It means exactly what it sounds like. You can't call for help, there's no cell service. And you really think you can make it that far? You're getting older Ducky, Gibbs' knee is crap for long distances, Abby's shoes are terrible for uneven terrain and no offence, but the only fit people here are Ziva and I." Tony listed off. "And those eleven and a half miles are only to the nearest building, which is abandoned. And doing all the math, even Ziva won't be able to reach that building before dark. Make up your mind, get in the car if you want to live, yada yada yada." Tony said once again walking back towards the car.

"Sounds like he's right and we don't have much of a choice." McGee said with a sigh.

"No! We can make it, I know we can!" Abby said positively.

"I'm afraid that he's right my dear. I won't be able to make it that far, especially by night." Ducky said with hatred in his voice.

"First chance we get, we take Tony out and go to people we can trust." Gibbs ordered quietly, before he walked over to the car Tony was in.

"Jimmy, you take Ducky and Tim and go with Don; the rest of you are with me. Oh and Don, try to keep up." Tony said with a smirk before he hugged the man tightly and then jumped in the front seat.

"Been practicing Di Russo, might even kick your ass this time around!" Don called, getting in his own car and reeving the engine.

"You wish!" Tony called back strapping in and smiling as Jack took the front seat. "Let's get you guys somewhere safe." Tony said before stepping on the gas.

"So, what have you been up to Jack?" Tony asked briefly glancing over at the man next to him. Tony also took a sick sense of pleasure in seeing McGee's green face and the way Gibbs and Ziva's faces were pinched, as if they were trying to keep a completely blank face. It wasn't working.

"You'll never guess how exciting running the store has been over these past couple months." Jack said chuckling. Right as he opened his mouth to talk again, Gibbs cut in with a growl.

"He's not going to say a damn thing to you." Gibbs growled again.

"Well alright then. Who's up for an awkward five hour car ride?" Tony asked with a smirk.

~NCIS~

"Well thank God, I thought I would die from the silence." Tony said letting out a sigh of relief as the safe house came into view.

"Well, you were certainly right about your driving abilities." Jack said chuckling.

"It's always been a talent of mine." Tony said smiling a small smile. "Come on, let's get out of this car before we're suffocated." Tony said jumping out of the car and going around to the back to get some bags that no one had noticed to be there before.

As soon as Tony pulled the bag out of the car, Gibbs attacked him from the right while Ziva tried to take him down from the left. Tony had sensed the two of them coming, and was able to back away before they landed a hit.

"Don't start this." Tony said seriously, with a dark look settling in his eyes.

"Get him." Gibbs ordered, lunging at Tony the same time Ziva did.

Tony ducked under Gibbs' fist while jumping over Ziva's leg before lashing out. He pushed Ziva away from himself before twisting Gibbs' arm behind his back, catching him off his balance he swept his feet out from under him as he tweak a nerve in his neck. Gibbs fell limply to the floor with his eyes wide open.

Ziva got up just as Gibbs went down, and she felt her hatred burn ten times stronger. She picked up a rock near her and held it above her head in a fighting stance.

"Don't make me finish this." Tony warned, his eyes flashing briefly.

"Do not worry, I will finish it for you." Ziva said angrily, getting ready to lunge at him, until a gunshot ran out. Ziva's head snapped up, only to find herself staring down the barrel of a gun.

"Put. The rock. Down." Don ordered, cocking his gun for another shot.

Ziva dropped the rock, and did her best to glare fire at Tony as he kneeled down next to Gibbs and put him over his shoulders in a fireman carry.

"What happened?" Jack asked, instantly worried for his son.

"It's alright, I didn't hurt him. I just hit a pressure point that temporarily paralyzed him, he'll be fine in a few minutes. Would you mind getting those bags and bringing them inside?" Tony asked, gesturing to the bags still in the back of the SUV.

"Uh, yeah, sure." Jack nodded, grabbing the bags and following Tony inside.

Don continued glaring at Ziva without lowering his gun all the way and watched carefully as Abby came to stand next her.

"What in the hell do you think you're doing?!" Ducky demanded jumping out of the car and stalking up to Don.

"I'm stopping Miss David from killing your teammate." Keeton growled, finally lowering his weapon but not holstering it.

"He is no longer apart of this team." Ziva spat.

"He's been a bigger part of this team than either of you will ever be!" Don yelled suddenly angry at the people who had claimed to be his family. "You have no idea what he's done for you!"

"He hasn't done anything for us." Tim said instantly stepping up next to Ziva, Abby and Ducky.

"What about all that Hiatus shit with Gibbs? There's a good place to start. Did you know, Ziva, that when you called Gibbs when he was in Mexico and asked him to come back to help you, that he actually didn't do anything?" Don revealed, a sickening pleasure spreading through him as he saw their eyes widen in shock.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Abby demanded fuming.

"It means that Officer David would be dead if it wasn't for Tony! He almost blew his entire cover to ensure that the CIA didn't go after her. He put his very life on the line for her and made sure it all stopped after Gibbs did something so that it would seem like he was the one who saved her." Keeton said.

Tony came out of the house to see what was taking so long, only to catch the end of their conversation. "Don, stop." Tony insisted, coming forward and grabbing his arm.

"No, they need to hear this!" Don yelled, ripping his arm out of Tony's grasp. "And what about you, mister fancy tech guy!" Don yelled, turning his glare to McGee. "You think it was really that easy hacking into the CIA all the time? You really think that we didn't know you were doing that most of the time and that we were going to arrest your ass for it?!"

McGee stayed silent, his face going a few shades paler.

"You would be in jail right now if it wasn't for him!" Don yelled, storming of into the house.

"Let's talk about everything later." Tony said tiredly, watching Don's retreating form. He stepped over to the other SUV and grabbed those bags before standing on the porch, waiting for them to go in first.

Everyone glared at him as they entered, but Palmer just gave him a once over before putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Tony gave him a small smile before pushing him inside and locking the door behind him.

"This is going to be a long night." Tony muttered, looking over the extremely angry, highly trained people all sitting together in one room.