Season 03: Episode 18: Bait
Song Fic: I Fixin’ To Die Rag, by Country Joe and the Fish

Fixin’ to Die

Well come on all of you big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again,
He got himself in a terrible jam,
Way down yonder in Vietnam,
Put down your books and pick up a gun,
We’re gonna have a whole lotta fun

Tony had put in for Advanced Pistol Requalification first at the Quantico Training Base. And would be going through three days of morning and afternoon times on the range with different types of pistols. Everything from the latest on the market to old flintlock. First receiving them completely broken down and he would have to judge whether the parts were usable before using them. To putting the pistol together properly. Or request a replacement part.
Get the newly assembled weapon passed by the range master, and only then shoot it at the target in the proscribed manner on the target sheet. To pass that particular pistol.
Then another three days for the rifles, before his allotted time with the sniping instructors.

And its 1,2,3 what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn,
The next stop is Vietnam,
And its 5,6,7 open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE we’re all gonna die

Gibbs about shit elephants over his missed time off work. And bigger elephants wearing tutus and dancing the ballet over Tony’s new By-The-Book approach. As Tony went for shear assholery.
McGee was back to being a bumbling, fumbling mess as everything he had unlearned since he came under Ziva’s thrall was brought to his attention. And the attention of HR and Legal. With every single SSA and SFAC backing Tony up on it.
And Ziva had so many write ups for each toe she stepped out of line now from every team on the floor and cop on scenes she spent over half her time in legal filling out paperwork to justify her actions.
Abby was in seclusion with the nuns and a therapist after a particularly harsh audit of her lab. And told she would be downgraded to tech 2 with a new overseer in her lab now. And must pass a psych test.

Well come on generals let’s move fast,
Your big chance is come at last,
Gotta go out and get those reds,
The only good commie is one that’s dead,
And you know that peace can only be won,
When you blow them all to kingdom come
The first, and last time, a “correctional” headslap was administered to the new Tony by Gibbs, as well as Gibbs’ yelling tantrum, was sent over the agency’s intranet. IA. And Legal.
Tony got an official apology from SecNav and SecDef. And Gibbs was given two weeks “vacation” time to “think” things over.
He didn’t try again.

And its 1,2,3 what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn,
The next stop is Vietnam,
And its 5,6,7 open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE we’re all gonna die

During the investigation involving “bomb-boy” at a base school, Tony both discovered the mother of the Bomb-Boy Gibbs was now a hostage to, was dead. And he was being controlled by an agent from outside.

Well come on mothers across the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam,
Come on fathers don’t hesitate,
Send your sons off before its too late,
Be the first one on your block,
To have your boy come home in a box

As the first sniper on the scene, Tony was in charge. And had Madam Jenny in his face to kill the boy and save them any other trouble.
Instead, he had her “escorted” off the field as she was a distraction. And had the marine snipers set up to take out the controller, while he went to work on the boy. Preferably in a way that wouldn’t kill any of the students. Including the bomber.
Taking a wounding shot through the hand holding the switch and the control wires. Effectively snipping them and shutting down the bomb.

And its 1,2,3 what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn,
The next stop is Vietnam,
And its 5,6,7 open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE we’re all gonna die