<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Tim let himself be coaxed into a chair -- because he was beyond exhausted.  He'd reached that state of tired where sleep no longer seemed like an option, where all he could do was continue to muddle along.  "I'm not leaving, Abbs."  Even if he had the energy to get back up again... he didn't think he'd be able to rest without knowing they were safe.  "Couldn't keep Kate safe... couldn't keep Gibbs safe," Tim was saying under his breath, half-asleep.  "Couldn't keep you safe..."<br/>
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He dropped off to sleep completely as soon as he felt her hand tucked warm in his.<br/>
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"I need McGee," Gibbs said after staring at the masses of names and data.  "I need my team."  But he knew that was foolish -- he'd ordered McGee to protect Kate and Abby -- ordered DiNozzo to stay with Ducky.  For the first time, he acknowledged to himself how reliant he'd come on being part of a whole, instead of a lone gunman.  Yes, he could hunt Ari's cell down alone... eventually.  But not as fast as if his entire team worked on it.<br/>
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"I need sleep," Gibbs said, straightening up from where he'd been bending over the lists of people.  "Food, sleep, and then another crack at this.  You got a place to sleep, Ziva?  I've got a guest bedroom."  He'd offered before he realized he was going to do it... but it felt right.  "McGee will stay with Abby, and I'll send DiNozzo home with Ducky -- but you shouldn't be alone any more than I should.  Safety in numbers, right?"</span></span>