A/N: Here is the next one, i hope you like it and its worth the wait, thanks a lot for all wonderful people who read, review and favored this.

THANKS TO MURGY31 , WHO PULLS HER MAGIC OVER THIS AND CORRECTED ALL MY MISTAKES. THANKS AGAIN MY FRIEND.

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"LOVE ME WHEN I LEAST DESERVE IT…………. BECAUSE IT WILL BE, WHEN I NEED IT THE MOST"

FAMILY SECRETS

CHAPTER 17

"DEJA VU"

I'm tired of being what you want me to be

Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface

I don't know what you're expecting of me

Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

Every step that I take is another mistake to you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

Become so tired so much more aware

I'm becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me?

Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control?

Cause everything that you thought I would be

Has fallen apart right in front of you(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

Every step that I take is another mistake to you(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

And every second I waste is more than I can take

NUMB LINKIN PARK

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"Ducky..Tony!"

"Tell me!" The angst in his friend's voice obliged Ducky to be direct.

"He was shot, took one to the neck. He..he doesn't appear to have another wound" Gibbs lifted his face and looked up at Ziva for confirmation. "He is losing a lot of blood Duck!" The ex-gunny added with a tremulous voice.

The old doctor bring a trembling hand to his face, pitching the bridge of his nose "Is the wound in the front of his throat?

"No, no it's in his left side, in the middle of his neck, almost beside his Adams' apple"

"In Zone II!" Ducky tried to not sound so nervous "How is the flow of blood?"

"What?"

"Focus ,Jethro!" The older man raised his voice. "Look at the wound, the hemorrhage, is it slow and steady or is violent?"

The lead agent pry Ziva's hand away of his son's neck and take a look , the scene make him feel sick. "It's coming out in little spurts, every few seconds"

"Oh my! Keep the pressure directly on the wound!" -Gibbs obliged- "How much blood has he lost?"The M.E. was passing around the autopsy room, under the worried look of Jimmy Palmer.

"What the hell Duck!" The voice in the other end of the line exploded .

"Just answer me, dammit!" Jimmy looked surprised at his mentor, in all the years he knew him, this was the first time he has ever seen the M.E. lose control.

Gibbs looked wildly around Tony's head and body, for him , its seemed like a sea of blood "I don't know ! It's a lot!" The last part come out almost in a choked voice.

McGee felt a chill running his spine; seeing his stoic boss so worried, make him fear the worst for his friend "Come on Tony, you can make it" he prayed silently.

"Okay, Jethro. Listen to me! Tell Timothy to put the phone on speaker. I ….."

Gibbs throws the item at McGee ."Put the damn things on speaker" he barked.

McGee barely caught the phone and with unsteady hands fumbles with the buttons

…"speak with the three of you. Anthony needs all the help he can get" The old doctor's voice echoed in the room.

"Ah!..Ducky, it's done," interrupted McGee, putting the phone on the floor, next to his boss.

"Oh, good. Listen very carefully, we need to act with extreme care in here, we will try prevent Anthony from going into shock, Ziva!" The young woman turned her eyes at the phone "Check Anthony's breathing, be sure if his air way are free. Jethro keep a steady pressure, don't push any finger further into the wound. Don't move his head"

"He is breathing shallowly, Ducky, and there is no blood in his mouth," the brunette answered quickly.

"Good!" The doctor replied with relief "Timothy , raise Anthony's feet very slowly, just a few inches above the floor" The junior agent did what the doctor instructed, lifting Tony's feet over a metallic box "Done Ducky"

"Now, Timothy, go and bring the EMT. Mr. Palmer, call Bethesda, tell them to be ready to receive an Agent with a GSW that possible hit the carotid artery, instructed them to be ready with units of Anthony's blood type!"

" A +, Immediately, doctor!" Nodded Palmer, running away to make the phone call.

Since the moment he looked at Tony, he feared this, the painful memories of Chris Pacci's fatal wound come to his mind, and, now, hearing Ducky, he felt overwhelmed by fear. He put a trembling hand over his mouth in order to prevent a howl of pain from escaping, with his lips covered, just his eyes revealed all the anguish he felt, which doesn't go unnoticed by Ziva, she tried to reassure the old man" He is going to be fine, Gibbs.."

"The hell he will Ziva, the hell he will"

"Gibbs..!" Ziva was abruptly interrupted by the EMT's arrived.

"They are here Duck!" Gibbs picked up the phone from the floor and turned it off.

"See you at the hospital, my friend!" Answer Ducky absently, taking off his gown and walking away of the autopsy room.

Gibbs reluctantly let go of Tony's hand , letting the EMT immobilized and load his son into the gurney. "Ziva, McGee: call another team and wait for them in here. I want this scene processed thoroughly; Coleman you will take the second ambulance, I am riding with Tony"

Seeing a protest coming for his female agent, he added "You two will be processing the scene. I need you in here".

Both of his agents nodded at once, while he climbed in the ambulance, he makes himself smaller as possible and grasped his son's hand. Tony looked so pale and he was so covered in blood, that Jethro feels a devastating sense of "deja vu" from Baltimore.

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BALTIMORE, MD.

The chilled autumn night air, cut Tony to the core, who pulled closer the lapels of his coat trying to keep a little warm . The dead marine lying in front of him wasn't the only one frozen . A new set of lights, caught his attention, abandoning his crouching position beside the body . He took a couple of steps towards the new vehicle, before stopping frozen in his place, this time it isn't for the cold.

The gray haired man who descended from the massive truck, caught Tony's attention immediately. "Of all the gin joints in the town, in all the world, he walks into mine" whispered the young detective in his best Bogard's imitation.

The federal agent looked at him and an odd flash of emotions passed through his eyes, then he began to walk approaching him.

"Did you get lost Agent Gibbs?" asked Tony sarcastically.

"Mmh!" grunted the old man gulping at his omnipresent coffee.

"We called you hours ago" said Tony looking directly into the others man eyes.

"We were busy!" The older man answered, keeping the detective's stare.

"Yeah! And I supposed that yours are the only available team"

"What do you got?"

"Back to business!" Tony whispered, breaking the eye's contact. "Petty Officer Raymond Tanner, 28 years old, deployed 10 days ago, he lived in the 4th and Williams, clean record, not even a traffic ticket," read the detective while walking around the body "He took five shots: three to the chest, one in the stomach and one more in his left arm........."

Gibbs zoned out in the young man voice, watching carefully Tony's features, he looks more slim but muscular and his hair was longer and a little darker that the last time he saw him; for all accounts, he looks like a mature, confident, adult; but he still had the same mischievous spark in his eyes. "…so we really believe that in this case your Petty Officer was in the wrong place at the wrong time"

Gibbs shakes himself of his zone out "Ya' think Detective!" he asked with sarcasm, he could hear Dr. Mallard approaching them.

"Anthony, my boy!" The old doctor's enthusiastic attempt to get closer to Tony was cut out by a hand on his chest "We have work to do doctor!" Gibbs pointed to the body in front of them "We are losing time"

"Oh, it's fine!" Gerald let this work then, he added a little embarrassed, looking at Tony.

The young detective shared a look and a sad smile with the doctor "Hi Ducky!"

"Did you touch anything?" Gibbs rudely asked.

Tony turned his head abruptly and faced the older man "Oh! You see! I just took Ray here to get a coffee and you know to eat a homemade pizza, then I brought him back here, but you have nothing to worry about, 'cause I was very carefully. I put all the things in the same place I found them, just like my dad taught me!" The young man snarled at Gibbs.

"So you know he was collateral, just for watching the body lying in there" The ex gunny leaned towards Tony, who held his hard gaze.

"Hey! Hotshots! What did I told you about pissing off old people" The sudden yell make the two of them broke apart. Jethro turned around and faced a tall guy, about his same age walking towards them.

"Detective Eddie Reyes" said Tony, perching himself beside the big man "meet Special Agent Jethro Gibbs" The ex gunny take a step ahead and squeezed hard the Detective's hand -very hard-.

"I was wondering when in the hell you were going to shove your noses in this.." Reyes returned the hand shake. Tony choose to walk away of the two old dog's territory contest and catch a couple of words with Ducky.

"Your kid reckoned that Petty Officer Tanner was just a casualty of your gang's war" resumed Gibbs tilting his head in Tony's direction.

"Three things" Pointed Reyes, facing Gibbs "This is a dangerous neighborhood, we recently took down their mobs' boss , they are in the middle of a war and this, happens to be their territory. Second: If someone knew about how this gang and the mob works, that is Detective DiNozzo over there and third, my kid could kick your ass"

Gibbs felt a little smile tugging at his lips. Yeah! His son has a hell of partner, someone who was willing to stand his ground for him.

"I'm taking the case to NCIS" Gibbs stated firmly.

Reyes snorted "Yeah! Tell that to Martinelli, he already chew out the kid's head for calling you"

"Martinelli?"

"Captain Bruce Martinelli, Baltimore P.D:, 4th. Precinct, you can have the pleasure to meet him there and tell him about your idea".

"He is a marine, I have jurisdiction" growled Gibbs.

"Hey! You are barking up the wrong tree. We found the body in our territory, talk with the Captain, maybe we can work together"

"Yeah! Maybe" Gibbs added a little frustrated.

"Eddie!" Yelled Tony, approaching both men quickly "Dispatch called, someone found six bodies in the Arlington's old Warehouse, Donelli and Smith are already there, they are requesting two more units" resumed the young detective.

"Told ya' Agent Gibbs we are in a battlefield" said Reyes looking for someone in the crowd "Jenkins!"-He yelled- a young cop with big brown eyes and shaggy hair responded to the call . "Agent Gibbs, officer Jenkins in here, will show you the way to the Precinct" Reyes cut Gibbs' attempted protest with a raised hand "Go there, talk with the Captain, he will want the credit, but Detective DiNozzo has a bunch of good information, which can make your life easier" finalized Reyes in a conciliatory tone.

"Yeah!" huffed Gibbs shaking his head.

Tony blinked, honestly surprised by the answer, he was expecting a little more resistance on his Dad's part.

"Come on, Hotshots!. We are going to have a long night ahead"

Gibbs locked eyes with Tony and shared a worried look.

"Be careful" he whispered.

"Always" Tony nodded, walking away.

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The 4th Precinct of Baltimore P.D. reminded Jethro a busy anthill, with cops coming in and out, handcuffed addicts, angry prostitutes, smart-mouthed thieves and even a couple of guys with predatory and murderous looks, all of them in the middle of yells and phone ringing. Gibbs navigated himself in that maze of madness and sat heavily at Tony's desk. Taking a look at his surroundings he felt angrier that before, this isn't what he dreamed for Tony, how in the hell his brilliant son ended working in this hell hole was beyond his comprehension.

He was waiting tiredly for another meeting with Captain Martinelli, in the first one he succeeded in making the man release the Petty Officer' body in NCIS's custody - Ducky was taking him back to D.C.- but the important paperwork job was delayed for an emergency call that the Captain took. Everyone who knew Gibbs wouldn't describe him as a patient man, but in this particular case he was using all his resources, after almost six years he wants, he needs to make amends with Tony and now, with this case - one that he almost snatch for dispatch's hands- he pretends exactly to do that, make a truce and recover his son.

"Agent Gibbs" The bald man finally opened the door of his office - more like a closet-, Gibbs thought belatedly. "Excuse me for being late, Agent Gibbs, but we are having a couple of crazy days lately" offered Martinelli directing Gibbs to take a seat.

"Yeah, I could see that!" added Gibbs taking the offered seat.

"Anderson!" Martinelli yelled from the threshold of his office. "Send another unit to the Arlington' s Warehouse, we have officers down in there".

That brought Gibbs to his feet immediately. "Officers down!?" What the hell happened!?" boomed Gibbs, surprising the Captain.

"They were caught in an explosion!" answered the Captain, giving Gibbs an awkward look.

Gibbs felt his stomach dropping like a stone to his shoes. "What hospital?"

"What?" Martinelli asked very confused now.

"What hospital they were taken?" Gibbs asked again in a dangerous tone, almost reaching the door.

"The Union, I think. What the hell?"

Martinelli question fall in deaf ears, because Gibbs was already walking away in long strides.

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Gibbs was walking blind through the bullpen, feeling his heart beating wildly inside his chest, he needed to see Tony, this sick joke of destiny it couldn't be truth. Along his years as cop Tony had a couple of close calls. He was salvaged beating at Peoria, stabbed and gunned down in the shoulder and grazed in the ribs , but the worst was the ugly burn he got, rescuing a woman in a traffic accident, his bonehead ' son, scurried himself inside the flipped down car and fight with the woman's seatbelt. When the rescue team pulled him out, he crawled inside again and took a firm hold on the scared woman; that earned him a third degree burn in his left leg and a medal for outstanding actions in the field. Tony left Philadelphia P.D. a few weeks later.

He, as a proud and stupidly stubborn father, never was beside Tony during the previous incidents, but he keept tabs on his stunts, thanks to Ducky. - until now - . For a strange reason, since he take the call for dispatch, he felt like he needed to be in here, he needed to be beside his son now.

He was just reaching the parking lot, almost running to his car, when he saw a very battered and bloody Tony, walking in direction of the building, his son's clothes were dirty and stained. And he was holding a saturate gauze to his forehead , traces of blood still were running down his face, Reyes was walking next to Tony, discretely supporting the young man. Jethro approached Tony in three long strides and immediately he was all over the kid, checking for injuries and wounds, the moment he touched Tony, he felt again that electric current through his body, the unique link between father and son, was still in there. "What the hell happened?. Are you alright?"

"I´m fine" answered Tony stepping aside and resuming his walk towards the precinct.

Reyes was observing the interchange with narrowed eyes "He takes a hell of whack to the head; the moron throws himself over me and take the brunt of the blast"

"A bomb!. You were set up!" Gibbs stated, feeling the little hairs of his neck arising.

"What was your first clue, crop hair!" barked Reyes furiously.

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TBC

A/N: I hope you enjoy this little piece, let me know if you like the lyrics ( I really love music, usually made my work hearing a lot of songs) or if you think that are turning annoying. I choose this song because Tony is still angry and hurt, I hope that fit the feeling in the chapter.

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