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"Calm down McGee," Tony said typing something into his computer.

"How am I supposed to calm down?" I asked glaring at him, "I told her that I would never let him get her and now she's gone."

"We will get her back," Ziva said calmly, "And whoever took her will pay."

"I just want my daughter back," I said falling onto my chair.

I rested my head on my desk and wished that there was something more I could do. There was no way we could easily pinpoint where Michelle was being held. As much as I wanted to catch this guy nothing mattered unless Michelle was with me and safe.

"McGee," Gibbs said walking downstairs with Vance.

"Boss?" I asked looking at him.

"Put a BOLO out for this license plate," he said handing me a paper.

I typed as quickly as I could and did what Gibbs said. I continued to type and get all the information on the car and it's driver that I could. I threw the information to the big screen and stood up.

"Floyd Masters," I said glaring, "He rented the car four days ago."

"He gave an id?" Gibbs asked calmly.

"Guess he doesn't know we're looking for him," Tony said smirking, "Maybe we can track him through the cars GPS."

"I will call them," Ziva said picking up her phone.

We watched Ziva talk calmly to the other person before her eyes turned deadly. As her voice lowered dangerously I let the smile cover my lips. It was nice to see Ziva doing this.

At the beginning I wasn't sure how everyone was going to react when Michelle came into my life. Everyone seemed to love her so much though and it made me happy knowing that.

I didn't want everyone fighting me tooth and nail with this choice. They all just accepted Michelle who she was and brought her into our family and into their hearts quickly.

Now Michelle was gone. I was happy that we were all coming together to find her, but I shouldn't have lost her in the first place. I needed to find her and hope that she was going to forgive me.

"McGee," Gibbs said standing in front of me, "Abby is tracking the car."

"Okay," I said nodding.

"Come on," he said leading me to the elevator.

As usual he let the elevator run a few second before stopping it and turning towards me. I leant against the wall and closed my eyes. I could feel the tears filling my eyes at the thought that I had lost Michelle for good.

"What if she's dead Gibbs?" I asked staring at him, "I know she's not my daughter by blood, but…"

"Stop," Gibbs said firmly, "Michelle is your daughter. It not being by blood means nothing."

"She deserves to have her family," I said throwing up my arms, "What am I supposed to do when all these different things come up? The type of things that I can't explain. What am I to do then?"

"You're not alone in this McGee," Gibbs said calmly, "You're not the only person that cares about that little girl."

"I left her Gibbs," I said glaring at the wall, "I left Michelle alone when I knew she was in danger. He got her because I left. I promised that I wouldn't let her get hurt and now he has her. Who knows what he's doing to her right now. I promised her."

"And we'll get her back," he said slowly, "Michelle will be fine. We'll get her back today."

"Will she forgive me?" I asked softly, "Will she forgive me for leaving her alone?"

"She's your daughter, Tim," he said smiling slightly, "Blood or not, she loves you. She wouldn't call you 'Dad' if she didn't. Don't worry about her forgiving you. She'll just be happy to be back with you."

"I'm sorry Gibbs," I said looking at him.

"No need to be sorry," he said starting the elevator, "We'll get her back Tim. We have to."

"What if we're too late?" I said as we got out of the elevator.

"We won't be," he said staring at me, "I lost my daughter, Tim. I won't let you lose yours."

I watched Gibbs go back toward Ziva and Tony. They were talking quickly and Tony was grinning widely. That was the grin he got when he got a piece of evidence that would break the case.

"McGee," Tony said happily, "We found the car."

"Where I sit?" I asked hopeful.

"At a motel outside of town," he said smiling, "The owner said the man came with a little girl and hasn't left yet."

"How did she look?" I said moving closer.

"Other then crying she looked healthy," he said placing a hand on my shoulder, "Let's go get your daughter."

I smiled happily with a nod and got my gun and badge before going to the elevator with everyone. We got to the car in silence and Tony turned the keys over to Ziva with a small frown on his face.

Having Ziva drive was something that Tony hated more then almost anything, but getting Michelle back seemed to be more important to him right now. Ziva might not be a good driver, but she could get us there quickly.

We made it to the motel, usually an hour drive, was made in less then half an hour. I jumped out of the car with Gibbs and we ran to the police officer that was standing next to what I guessed was the owner.

"Special Agents Gibbs and McGee," Gibbs said calmly, "What's the status?"

"Office Dominguez," Dominguez said looking at us, "The man and child are still in their room."

"What room?" I asked quickly.

"Room three," he said handing Gibbs the keys.

"Come on McGee," Gibbs said pulling his gun out.

We walked to the door with Tony and Ziva backing us. As we stood in front of the door Gibbs looked at me before nodding and opening into the motel room. We got in and looked around.

I froze when I saw what the door was hiding. Michelle was struggling to get out of the mans arms. The man looked similar to the picture of Floyd Masters, but I was sure that it wasn't him.

"Daddy," Michelle yelled struggling to get out of the mans arms.

"So you're the man that took her away from Floyd?" he said in a growl.

"Put her down," I said raising my gun.

"What are you going to do?" he asked smirking, "Kill me in front of this girl?"

"Daddy," Michelle said tears running down her face.

"Who are you?" Gibbs asked calmly.

"I'm Max Masters," Max said proudly, "Floyd's little brother. You see this girls mother just up and left Floyd when he was in the hospital. My brother's dying and she just leaves."

"You killed her," I said softly.

"Yup," he said laughing, "Floyd forgave that woman. I couldn't though. No I wasn't going to let her get away with what she had done."

"What exactly had she done?" Gibbs asked moving closer.

"She left him dying in a hospital," he yelled pointing the gun at me, "For him, I'm guessing."

I looked at Gibbs and noticed that Ziva was no longer standing near him. Gibbs and I were doing our best to keep Max distracted while Ziva and Tony snuck away from us.

As much as I wanted to look around for them I thought better of it. Max would soon realize that there were four of us when we first got in the room and now there were only two.

"Daddy," Michelle whimpered softly.

Looking at Michelle I tried my best to smile reassuringly, but I don't think she bought it. She had been running from Floyd her whole life only to find out it was his brother that wanted her mother and her.

"What are you going to do with her?" I asked calmly.

"Take her to Floyd of course," Max said rolling his eyes, "He's been missing her for years now. I'm getting him the perfect Christmas present."

"A child that's afraid of him," I said softly, "That makes perfect sense."

"Shut up," he yelled glaring, "You know nothing about my family."

"I know enough about Michelle to know that she's terrified of you," I said lowering my gun, "She wants to come back home with me. With all of us."

"All of you?" he asked looking around.

Max was about to turn around when Ziva grabbed his gun and got it out of his hand. Tony was on the other side of him holding his gun against his temple. Gibbs walked calmly toward him and glared.

"Let go of my daughter," I said deathly calm.

Max looked between the four of us before sighing and letting Michelle free. Michelle run up to me and wrapped me in a big hug. I held her close to me as she started to sob.

"I'm sorry Sweetie," I said running a hand through her hair.

"I just want to go home Daddy," Michelle said softly, "With you."