The Angry Lover
Did you stand to close too the fire?
-21 Guns, Green Day.
THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE SEQUEL IS HERE! I know a lot of you were excited for this so I hope you enjoy! The start of this story will be mainly focused on the case from the last story but only for a few chapters because I'm terrible at writing that kind of stuff! Also, OBVIOUSLY there'll be lots of Tiva and McAbby involved.
McGee, DiNozzo and Ziva were at their desks, preparing themselves for the annoyance that would be this case. They were having their last 5 minutes silence before Gibbs entered the bullpen and started yelling orders at them.
"What do we have so far?" Gibbs barked as he paced into the bullpen with a large coffee in his hand.
DiNozzo shot up, clicker in hand. "Well, Boss, our dead body is a Hector Merlo. He was 24 years old and on leave from the USS Arleigh Burke." DiNozzo stared at McGee to continue the report.
"Merlo's last calls were to a Jessica Moller, who was his girlfriend. There's no suspicious activity with his bank accounts either, Boss." McGee reported. Now it was Ziva's turn.
"I spoke to some of his shipmates. They said he kept himself to himself, but would always offer help if it was needed. None of them had a bad word to say about him." Ziva finished off their team report.
"Have we got a location on his girlfriend?" Gibbs requested. McGee clicked away at his keyboard for a few seconds.
"She lives at 1374 Colorado Avenue, Boss."
"Ziva, go and question his girlfriend and take McGee with you." Ziva grabbed her gear and McGee followed to the elevator. DiNozzo shot a look at Gibbs in question of why he wasn't sent.
"DiNozzo, head down to Abby and see if she has any results from the evidence we collected at the scene." Gibbs ordered plainly.
"On it, Boss." And with that, DiNozzo walked to the elevator and headed down to see Abby.
"Hey Abs, got anything on the evidence?"
"Oh hey, Tony. As a matter of fact, I do. The pink fibres that were found on the victim belong to an item of clothing, and according to the toxicology reports the victim had a high trace amount of alcohol in his system but no drugs. There's not really much else." Abby finished off.
"Thanks Abs. Do you have a match from the fibres to the item of clothing?"
"I do. The fibres are from a coral pink women's cardigan." Abby smiled as she reported to Tony.
"Right, thanks. How are you anyway? Have fun the other night?" DiNozzo purposefully asked as he knew Abby would crack under pressure.
"What other night? What do you mean?" DiNozzo was right, Abby was terrible at hiding things.
"You know, when we all went out to celebrate? Did you really drink that much that you don't remember?" DiNozzo raised his eyebrows as a playful smile filled his face.
"Oh, yeah of course I did. How could I forget from the hangover I had?" Abby laughed and Tony realised the awkward tone to it.
"Yeah, I still have mine. But...it was worth it." DiNozzo winked as he headed for the door. "Seeya Abs." Just as DiNozzo was about to walk out, Abby stopped him with an abrupt question.
"How come Gibbs didn't send McGee down?" A smile pulled across DiNozzo's face. I was totally right about them!
"Am I not good enough for you? McGee's gone with Ziva to question our vic's girlfriend."
"Oh my god, he knows..." Abby muttered to herself. She knew Gibbs knew about her and McGee. Of course he knew, he was Gibbs.
"What was that?" DiNozzo managed to catch what Abby said, but chose to act as if he hadn't.
"Oh, nothing. Bye!" Tony headed back up to the bullpen to report to Gibbs.
"What did Abby say?" Gibbs questioned immediately.
"The fibres we found on the vic's body belong to a women's cardigan."
McGee and Ziva got out of the car and headed up the path to the door of Jessica Moller's house. McGee knocked on the door and waited.
"So, how was your weekend McGee?" Ziva asked smugly.
"Ermm, it was good thanks. How about yours?" McGee was very suspicious at this point. He knew that tone of voice, and it was only used when she knew something. Oh my god, does she know?
"Yes thank you, DiNozzo and I had some very interesting discussions. What did you get up to? Anything fun?" Ziva was purposefully probing into McGee's weekend to try and get a reaction from him.
"Oh, about what? And not really, no." McGee wasn't willing to divulge anymore information that could lead to Ziva finding out what happened. She was a ninja after all, and ninja's are sneaky.
"Just some theories we have." McGee felt a wave of relief when Moller opened the door – finally.
"Sorry I took so long to answer, I was just taking a shower." Jessica explained the reason for the prolonged answer to the door.
"No problem. I'm Agent David and this is Agent McGee. We're from NCIS." Ziva explained as their badges were dragged out of their pockets to show Merlo's girlfriend.
"Oh, right. How can I help?" Slight confusion washed over her face as if the cogs in her mind were trying to figure out why they were here.
"We just have a few questions to ask, may we come in?" Ziva politely asked.
"Umm, sure. Yeah, come on in." She opened the door fully and gestured her hand to the living room for Ziva and McGee. They took a seat on couch and Jessica sat opposite.
"You are Jessica Moller, yes?" The questions began. McGee didn't usually get sent out to question suspects so he let Ziva take the lead. Instead, he scanned the house to see if anything stood out.
"Yes, that's me. What's this all about?" She was becoming restless.
"Did you know anyone by the name of Hector Merlo?"
"Did? I do, yes. He's my boyfriend. Why?" Jessica looked as though she was becoming agitated.
"I'm sorry to have to inform you that your boyfriend has been murdered, Miss Moller." Ziva gave it a few moments for the information to sink in, and for Jessica to gather herself.
"Murdered? By who? How?" It was like a game of 20 questions. The usual when you find out someone close to you is dead. All you want to know is why, as if it would provide some closure. But the pain of death never heals. You just learn how to deal with it.
"We're currently trying to figure out what happened. We wondered if you could answer some questions to help us? At this point, any information is vital to our investigation."
McGee noticed that Moller didn't seem particularly upset. It was as if her response had been rehearsed. McGee thought to himself. He'd be distraught if he found out one of his friends had died, never mind his girlfriend. Something wasn't right here.
"Of course, anything to help." Jessica sniffled as if she'd be crying, yet there were no tears coming from her eyes.
"When was the last time you saw your boyfriend?"
"About two days or 3 days ago, I think."
"You think, Miss Moller?" McGee stepped in. He was finding it hard to believe this woman.
"Well, things have been a bit chaotic recently. I can't remember." Ziva scribbled any information down on a little notepad.
"Right. I can see that this has come as a shock, so we're going to give you some time to think and you can contact us when you're feeling up for answering some more questions. We'll be in touch." Ziva knew nothing useful would come from her responses at the moment.
"Yeah, that's fine." Jessica ran a hand through her hair and let out a deep breath. Ziva and McGee headed for the door and left to go to the car. They walked down the path to the car and started back to the Navy Yard.
"She's fooling us." McGee said observantly.
"Oh, I know she is." Ziva replied instantly.
"Why did we leave then?" McGee pointed a thumb back to the house.
"If we ask too many questions, she'll know that we think she has something to do with it." Ziva explain to McGee as if it was obvious. "Also, we don't have anything from Ducky or Abby to back us up." She added as she pressed the gas pedal to the floor and they shot off down the road.
I really hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Just like the last one, it gets better as it goes along! I'll be posting a new chapter every Friday! Please leave a review, I would appreciate it so much. I reply to all of them too!
And remember, you're wonderful!