The package sat untouched on Gibbs' desk. It was wrapped in brown paper, and about the size of a ring box. Beneath the package, sat an envelope. The bullpen was buzzing with the excitement of a new day at NCIS. The elevator doors glided open, and out stepped Anthony DiNozzo, and Ellie Bishop.

"I just don't understand women," Tony said, exasperated. "One minute you're hot, the next you're cold."

"I assume that your date didn't go well last night?" Bishop dropped her bag beside her desk and sat down.

"I took her to this great Chinese restaurant, and about halfway through the date she excuses herself to go to the ladies room," Tony explained.

"Well what's wrong with that?" Bishop asked.

"Nothing," Tony said. "Except that she never returned from the ladies room."

"She skipped out on you? I'm sorry, Tony. That's terrible." Bishop smiled at Tony sympathetically and unwrapped a granola bar as McGee entered the bullpen.

"Who skipped out on who?" McGee asked as he sat down behind his desk.

"Tony's date skipped out on him last night," Bishop explained with her mouth full of granola bar.

"Ouch, Tony. Sounds rough," McGee said with a sly smile.

"I don't want to talk about it, McGee. Hey, what's that on Gibbs' desk?" Tony asked, pointing to the small package.

McGee glanced towards the desk, "I don't know but we shouldn't touch it."

"Oh, come on, McBuzzkill. Don't you want to know what's in there?" Tony asked. He glanced around the room for Gibbs, and once he realized that Gibbs was nowhere to be seen he approached the package.

Bishop joined DiNozzo at Gibbs' desk. "Maybe we should respect Gibbs' privacy, Tony."

"Gibbs won't care if I take a look, Bishop. Calm down," Tony explained.

"Oh yes, he will. Get away from my desk, DiNozzo," Gibbs growled as he entered the bullpen, sipping his morning coffee. He strode into the bullpen with a sense of seniority about him. He sat down behind his desk, picked up the package and shook it. Unable to tell what was inside, he then opened the envelope that had accompanied the package. A letter was inside. He looked up before reading the letter, DiNozzo had returned to his desk and was playing some sort of game on his computer. Bishop was eating a second granola bar, and McGee was busy typing an email. Pleased that he wasn't being watched, Gibbs read the letter.

Agent Gibbs,

I am writing to you because I am in need of your help.

You do not know me, but I know of you. Your reputation

proceeds you. Along with this letter, I have also sent you a

package. Inside the package is a locket. The locket is old,

and rusted and once belonged to my grandmother.

Inside the locket is a photograph of my grandmother,

and my grandfather on their wedding day back in

1963. My grandfather died in 1964. He was murdered by

someone he trusted absolutely. His killer is alive and well

today. I need your help because I have been

searching high and low for many years now for the

evidence I need. You can help me find it. Start

with the locket.

P.S. - BANDERA

Gibbs laid the letter aside and opened the package. Exactly as the letter had said, inside the package was an old locket. He used a pen to lift the locket into the air, and examine it. Suddenly, Gibbs could feel three pairs of eyes staring at him.

"McGee!" Gibbs barked. "Run a search on the word Bandera. Find out what it means."

"Okay, Boss."

"What's that, Boss?" Tony asked, eyeing the locket. Gibbs dropped the locket back into it's box.

"DiNozzo, run this down to Abby. Tell her to find out who sent this." Gibbs handed DiNozzo both the box and the letter.

"Bishop go with DiNozzo and help Abby however you can," Gibbs ordered.

Bishop and DiNozzo headed toward the elevators, while McGee typed away on his computer. A new case had found it's way to Gibbs and his team, and this time there was no way of knowing where it could go.