<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">As Ziva spoke, color drained from Gibbs's face.  He reached into his pocket and punched a speeddial button.  "McGee!  I need you to get back down to Bethesda.  Abbs and Kate need to be under guard -- there may be retaliation.  I'll get a protective detail arranged, but for now, get your ass down there."<br/>
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Tim, who had managed about an hour of sleep, answered immediately, "On it, boss."  He scrubbed at his face, hung up the phone, and changed his clothes before heading back to the hospital.<br/>
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"DiNozzo -- stay here with Ducky and Officer David.  If David is right -- and I believe her -- Ari's cell could try to retrieve his body, make him into a martyr.  You don't let that body out of your sight until you turn it over to someone with diplomatic credentials, all right?"<br/>
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"On it, boss."  Tony was tired too -- bone weary -- but what Gibbs was saying made too damned much sense.<br/>
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"I'm going up to brief Jenny -- Director Shepherd.  We're going to need manpower to keep a guard up."  Fear for Kate -- for Agent Todd -- and for Abbs was shoved carefully beneath the Second-B-for-Bastard mask.  It was the only way Gibbs could keep from rushing straight back to Bethesda, to keep watch over Kate himself.</span></span>