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Jordan gave an aplogetic/thank you type look at Gibbs, "Alright lets start then." he still couldn't get that school thing out of his head though. Maybe he should have stayed in college...

Gibbs grins, then looks at Tony. "If you ever are rude to him again, then you can find yourself a new job."

Tony kinda flinches at that. "You can't fire me!"

McGee and Ziva start to wrap up, Ziva going and talking to the girl.

Jordan was about to say I'm sorry to Gibbs but then remembered him saying stuff about not giving apologies and followed Ziva, "Hey, do you know when I interrogate her and stuff?" he was so desperate and confused, he couldn't think straight or think about what could happen from questions he asked

Ziva nodded, hand cuffing the girl, who started sobbing again. "You'll be able to bring one of us in with you, or comand one of us to do it, including Gibbs." She said bringing the girl to her car, and helping her in, with a comferting nod before closing the door.

Jordan nodded, feeling a little better about this whole situation, "Alright. Who would you say would be the best at interrogation?"

Ziva shrugs. "I'd say Gibbs or Tony."

Jordan: "Alright. Okay then I'll have them come with me when the interrogation starts." He said more to himself than to Ziva. "Thanks."

Ziva nodded. "Yep."

Gibbs' phone started ringing. He awsnered it. "Whats up, Abs?............Settle dow-.............. Abby!...........Calm down!..........We'll be right there........... Soon. We'll be there soon. Intill then, just stay away from windows............. No, you'll be to vounerable in the elevator....... No, I brought the entire team...... We'll be there soon." He imedently practiccly ran over to his car, hanging up the phone. "Guys, get back, NOW! Mike's bugging Abby again!"As if the team knew how important it was, they all dropped the evidence and went to there cars, although Gibbs had already sped off.

Jordan started panicking but took a breather for 2 seconds and then climbed in the nearest car he could find. He really hoped Abby was okay.

He had gotten in the same car as Ziva, she started the car and started driving, not nearly as fast as Gibbs. She quickly awnsered her phone. "Hello boss..... Okay, we'll cut him off....... We'll be carefull...... I know how to do my job, he shoots, I shoot back..... Okay, bye, Gibbs." She quickly swung the car around. "Apparently he kidnapped Abby, and he's got a gun. Oh, I hope she's ok." She reported, doing her best to keep her cool.

Jordan's eyes got wide, "I sure hope she is too." Kidnapper, with a gun... he kept repeating that in his head. How did he get himself pulled into tihs mess...

Ziva, turning down a road, nearly crashed into Tony and McGee's car, she does some hand signules, as the car that they were tailing went into a bulding. Tony shook his head,m and waited intill he got the same signules from Gibbs to go. "Here." Ziva said, handing Jordan a gun. "You're gonna need it." She pulled out her gun, and looked back at the girl, who was still terrified. "Don't worry. Stay here, and we'll be out soon." She then got out of the car, watching Gibbs for hand signules.

Jordan stared at the gun like it was a bomb. What was he going to do with this? He hadn't touched a gun ever in his life... But he got out of the car anyways not entirely sure what he should do.

Gibbs, who had his gun raised, gestured at Jordan, and Tony, then pointed at the side doors.

Tony, who got it, went around the building to wait at the side door.

Gibbs then looked at Ziva, gesturing her to go around and wait in the back, then looked at McGee, and nodded, saying that he was with Gibbs. They all go to there spots.

Jordan followed Tony and thought the entire way there, "What have I gotten my self into..." He looked at Tony, still a little confused, but then remebered the last time he needed help and looked away.

Tony looked over at him, holding up the gun. "Ok, you know how to shoot, right?"

Jordan looked down at the gun in his hands and then back up at Tony, "ummm... Not exactly."

Tony nodded, holding up his gun. "You pull this back, and then pull the trigger. That gun shoots to the left a little, so aim it more right then where you want to hit." He explained, quickly.

Jordan nodded, letting the information sink in, "Alright. I think I've got it." he replayed Tony's instructions in his mind.

Tony gave him a quick smile, then listened at the door, soon, he hurd the other doors fly open, and kicked the door in, running in, gun raised.

A dude who certantly wasn't Mike had seemed to expect them coming, as there was a dead body on the floor, and he had Abby held in a way that she wouldn't be able to go, with a knife the her neck.

Abby's face was stained with tears, and she looked at Gibbs, terrified.

The team froze, guns still raised, not wanting Abby hurt.

Ziva came in silently, to the point where she had practicly appeared out of thin air behind the guy.