A Father's Hate Chapter 1, a ncis fanfic

You'll have to forgive me if this sucks or if they're out of character. It is my first NCIS story and only my second story total. This first chapter is just an opener and really doesn't have much to do with later chapters. I also apologize for any grammer or spelling mistakes, I'm not really the best at that sort of thing. So please just read and then tell me what you thought by leaving a review.

Disclaimer: Nope NCIS does not belong to me.

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They had all been back for a few weeks now. They had handled a few cases, dealt with the FBI, and gone to Gibbs' hometown. Things were back to normal, they were all together, Gibbs was barking orders, Tony was constantly using movie references, McGee was being made fun of for his computer skills instead of worshipped for them, Abby was back to her happy self, Ducky was rambling on with storys of which no one cared the slightest bit about and Palmer was continueing to put his foot in his mouth. Everything was just like it was before those horrible four months, everything except Ziva. She still messed up commonly used American phrases, still bickered/flirted with Tony, still could kill someone with a paper clip, and in eighteen different ways at that. But something about her, the look in her eyes, the strength in her voice, the fire in her presence, it was gone or at least it was not as vibrant as before. They all picked up on something but everyone had been a little off. Gibbs hadn't even head slapped Tony since they came back, talk about something weird. Everyone just sort of brushed it off knowing they had all been through hell and were probably all off. Yet as they watched her, observed her actions you could tell she was off. Tony was the one who could tell the most when he just stared at her eyes. Those eyes told him everything she was feeling and he needed to know why she was feeling that way. He had to help her.

"So you're telling me that you never saw Saw?" Tony asked Ziva while walking into work Monday morning.

"No, I never saw Saw," she tells him mocking him over his double-word usage.

"Not any of them? Not one or two or three or four or-"

"I don't think she saw any of them, DiNozzo." Gibbs says walking in with his coffee cup in his hand.

"Okay what about the Scary Movie movies?" Tony asks convinced that there was no way Zive had never seen an American scary movie.

"No, I never the Scary Movie movies and would you stop repeating your words?" Ziva requests from him taking her seat at her desk and pushing the on switch for her computer.

"No, I will not Zi-vah," he says and sits down glancing down at the note that had been left on his desk. It was from Amanda Castelletti. Someone who worked at NCIS and had been flirting with him all last week. He ditched the note in his trash can and started back up his argument with Ziva. "What about any of the Halloween movies or the Friday the 13ths?"

"No Tony I have not seen any of them now would you please please shut up?" she said looking up from her computer screen.

"That would be negatory," he replied and then continued. "What about I Know What You Did last Summer? Or the enthralling sequel I Still Know What You Did Last Summer."

"No! Now if you do not stop throwing out movie titles at the speed of time I will very likely kill you." Ziva threatened as she glared at him from across the room.

"Fine fine, I'll stop. It's the speed of light by the way," he says and opens up his inbox sorting through his e-mails. Three from Amanda. God has this woamn ever heard of seeming desperate? He wonders and then proceeded to check all the boxes and delete them. "Now you must have seen when A Stranger Calls." He tells her refusing to believe that she really hadn't seen any of the great horror films on the Northern Hemisphere.

The phone rings and Gibbs answers it just as Ziva stands up her hands defiantly on her desk looking ready to kill. "Grab your gear." He tells them and they do as he says.

"We got a case, boss?" Tony asks as they walk to the elevators.

"No, DiNozzo I just wanted you to see if we could beat our time for getting to the elevator." Gibbs replies sarcasticly. "And where the hell is McGee at?"

"I'm here, boss," a frantic McGee answers when the elevator doors open.

"What happened to you, Probie?" Tony asks when he sees the junior field agent's wrecked apparence.

"My car wouldn't start so I had to take the bus."

"Were you mugged or something?" Tony asks still staring McGee who was a complete mess. Dirt all over him and a very distinct scratch across his left cheek.

"More like tackled!" The young agent exclaims. "Some cop thought I was a drug dealer so he tackled me to the ground and then proceeded to search me."

"And you're only ten minutes late?" Tony asked confused on how he could only be slightly late after all of that.

"Yeah well I was planning on leaving early to get some paper work done."

"Of course you were McEarly," Tony says and steps in the elevator.

"Go grab your gear, McGee," Gibbs tells McGee who dashes out of the elevator. "Meet us downstairs, and for God's sake wipe your face first!" Gibbs yells as the door closes.

About an hour later they arrive at the crime scene. It is nothing but a back dirt road, with a chair and dead female petty officer who is tied to the chair in the middle of it.

"Ziva take photos, Tony sketch, and McGee bag and tag." Gibbs says giving out his usual orders and he goes over to talk to the man who was driving by and saw her.

"You know this reminds me of a-" Tony starts to say while the three of them get the supplies.

"A movie," McGee and Ziva say at the same time and then walk over to the crime scene.

"Don't you want to know which one?" He yells over to them and they completely ignore him. "Someone who's never even seen a scary movie in English wouldn't care I suppose." Tony mutters to himself and walks over to the others.

"What do you think happened?" Tony asks Ziva who was taking pictures so Ducky could examine petty officer.

"I think that she was tied to a chair in the middle of a road."

"Yes but why do you think it happened?" He asks while making accurate measurments of exactly where the chair was in the road.

"Impossible to tell now." Ziva says taking pictures of the way her feet were tied to the the legs of the chair. "It could be anything from a psychotic man who went...well psycho, or perhaps it was revenge. No one can tell we don't even have her identity yet. You know that so why would you ask, Tony?"

"Do you think that possibly she was the only person to know that her sister's husband murdered her sister and therefore he had to kill her before she told the police where his current wife worked?" Ziva stares at him blankly before turning back to the Nikon camera and getting a close up on the slashes across her face.

"Did they get the guy in the end, DiNozzo?" Gibbs questions the senior agent.

"Actually he was killed by a deer."

"And that is why I do not watch the American horror films." Ziva comments still not looking up.

"So what'd the hilbillie driver say?" Tony asks Gibbs referring to the man's appearal which was overalls with a T-shirt underneath and work boots on his feet.

"That he drove by and saw the woman there so he called 911. You done yet? I want Ducky to look at her so we can get a ToD." Gibbs asks his team who seem to be taking longer than usual today.

"Do you think it is a possibilite that this man could have done this?" Ziva questions Gibbs letting the camera now rest around her neck.

"No."

"How do you know, boss?" Tony questions now finished with the sketch.

"Because he didn't know what the word lacerations meant." Gibbs says and waves Ducky over to look at the petty officer.

"Hey boss you're gonna want to see this." McGee yells while staring into the bushes.

"What do you got, McGee?" Gibbs asks walking over to the agent with a now horror stricken face.

"The last supper," McGee says and pulls back some branches to reveal nine other dead bodys all tied up to chairs placed around a long table with bug infested food on it.

"Hey Duck come here!" Gibbs yell over to the ME.

"What is it Jethro? If you want to know the-" he stops mid-sentence when he sees what they are all staring at. "Oh dear, I should have brought another truck today shouldn't I of Jethro?" Ducky asks when he sees the various bodies.

"I don't care how you get them back to NCIS just get them back." Gibbs says and walks back over to the man who found the body in the road to let him he could leave.

Once they reached back to NCIS they all went off to look through missing persons files, Ducky began his series of autopsys, Abby was examining the rope and they had also taken a soil sample for her to test.

"My question is what are we looking for?" Tony asks. "We don't even have a time of death from Ducky yet so all we're doing is looking through file sand having no idea what we're looking for."

"This is what Gibbs told us to do," McGee points out knowing better than to ever defy a direct order from Gibbs.

"But we aren't going to know if we find something even if we find it." McGee takes a second to process what Tony said before responding.

"Tell that to Gibbs not me, Tony." As McGee says this Ziva cell phone rings. She answers in Hebrew and walks from her desk to around the corner. Tony and McGee share a look of curiosity.

"What do you think that's about?" Tony asks leaning forward in his chair trying to see if he could spot her from around the corner, which he obviously couldn't.

"How am I supposed to know?" McGee asks angrily feeling over worked and over tired from his car not starting to finding ten dead bodys, which really didn't put Gibbs in a good mood at all, to being asked to find answers to questions he can't possibly give an accurate solution to.

"A little touchy aren't we, McGoo?" Tony says a little shocked by McGee's irritated response.

"Sorry I'm just tired."

"You must be, you just apologized if Gibbs were here he'd say-"

"Don't apologize it's a sign of weakness." Gibbs says coming out of no where as he commonly does.

"Yeah something along those lines."

"Tell me you have something besides a smart ass response?" Gibbs questions staring expectantly at the agents.

"Well no, but I have plenty of the smart ass responses if you want some of those, boss." Tony says bracing himself for the head slap that strangely doesn't come.

"How can you have nothing?" Gibbs demands from them.

"We've only been working for an hour and we really don't have anything to go off of and-"

"Gibbs Gibbs Gibbs Gibbs Gibbs!" Abby exclaims running out of the elevator and over to the team, her pigtails flying behind her and chains clinking together. "I found something."

He stares at her expectantly and she returns the look. "What'd ya find Abs?" Gibbs asks and Abby smiles in satisfaction.

"Well I was examining the ropes and I found sweat on them so I ran it through DNA processing."

"You found our killer?" Gibbs asks actually surprised that they had found something so quickly even if he had been the one pushing them all to find it.

"Not quite."

"Abby then what are you-"

"Let me finish and I'll tell you," she says staring at him to look for confirmation on his silence. "Okay so I tested all the ropes because a scientist never assumes, not that anyone should assume as you commonly point out but scientists especially because-"

"Abby..." Gibbs says reminiding her to focus.

"Right, so the most recent two had the same sweat type and the third didn't have anything on it, but on the fourth there was a completely different set of DNA. Meaning that-"

"Our killer has an accomplise." Gibbs says finishing her sentence. "What about the other ropes?"

"Well the earliest ones were to damaged from weather and bugs and stuff but the fifth and sixth were still intact enough for me to check."

"And?"

"The fifth had the same as the fourth and sixth had a seventy-two percent match to the first two."

"Only a sibling could have DNA that close," McGee says.

"So we do not have a serial killer?" Ziva asks from behind Tony's desk. No one had noticed her until she had said something.

"Nope, we have a group of people killing these women and putting them all in the same spot." Abby says sounding proud of herself for finding this out.

"That's good works, Abs," Gibbs says giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"What, no Caf Pow?" she asks feeling the dire urge for a jolt.

"McGee get her a Caf Pow!" Gibbs yells from the elevator as he headed down to autopsy.

"So who was on the phone?" Tony asks turning to Ziva who was still behind the board thingy behind his desk.

"A human," is her vague answer and she has no intentions of relieving anymore information on this topic.

"What have ya got, Duck?" Gibbs asks as he enters the very full examination room.

"An awful lot of dead woman," Ducky says not lookig up from his current body. "Hand me the scalpal please Mr. Palmer," he asks of the young assitent.

"You gotta give me more than that."

"I'm afraid that I can't. I have several bodys and only two hands, Jethro."

"Well tell me what you do have. Besides dead woman, I mean." Gibbs says wanting something from someone.

"I can give you an approximate time of death on all of the bodys and a definite on the most recent two, but that is it for now I am only one man after all."

"So give me the time," Gibbs says impatiently.

"Well it appears that they are all spaced about one week apart from each other."

"So you're telling me that there is some lunatic taking one woman a week and killing her?" Gibbs asks as Ducky removes the liver of one woman to be weighed. "And no one has notocied?"

"It would appear so," Ducky says and examines the body before a discouraged look comes across his face. "I feared this."

"Feared what?"

"I can not be sure yet but of the three woman I have examined they have all been about three months pregnant give or take," Ducky says sadly. "It also seems that they were tortured before and after their death."

"Do you know what the cause of death is, Duck?"

"The hemorrhages around the wrists and ankles suggests that they were tied long before mortem, and from the looks of it they were starved for at least a good week and a half." Ducky says giving all he knows about the case to Gibbs.

"So were they sitting in the middle of the road before they died?"

"Perhaps or maybe they had been tied to a bed or anything and then transferred to the chair and placed in the road."

"Any signs of sexual assualt?" Gibbs asks after Ducky mentions the possibilty of being tied to a bed.

"I ran the rape kit and it came back negative."

"How long until you have all the information on all ten bodys?" Gibbs asks wanting to know when he could get some more helpful information.

"If I go home, not unitl the end of tomorrow in order to have thorough results."

"Well then don't go home." Is Gibbs' simple response.

"How do you suppose I sleep, Jethro?"

"Don't. You want coffee or Caf Pow?" He asks and begins to walk out the door.

"Well what about mother?" Ducky wonders to himself.

"Boyfriend? Brother? Uncle? Nephew?" Tony asks standing over Ziva's desk trying to figure out who the mystery callers was.

"Why are you so sure it was a man?" Ziva asks finally giving up on ignoring him.

"So it was a woman." Tony says as if he had finally figured something out.

"I did not say that and haven't you ever heard of the term to think your own business?"

"Mind. It's mind your own business," Tony corrects.

"Fine then, haven't you ever heard of minding your own business?"

"Search through all missing woman of the past eleven weeks who were pregnant about three or four months." Gibbs tells them walking in with another coffee.

"They were all pregnant?" McGee asks.

"No McGee I just thought I would have you look up if there were any missing pregnat woman in case we get bored and want to go find them." Gibbs says having zero tolerance for stupid questions that McGee seemed to get a kick out of asking. "And did you get Abby her Caf Pow?"

"Yes boss I did. She's downstairs checking the soil sample we gave her and all of the clothes." McGee informs him.

"By herself?" Gibbs asks in a way suggesting McGee go help the forensic scientist.

"Um, I could go help her," McGee looks at Gibbs to see what he thinks of the idea and when he sees his face he knows. "I should go help her. I am, I am going to help her." He says and awkwardly shuffles to the elevator.

"Do you two have anything?" Gibbs asks already knowing the response.

"Not yet but with the new information it should be easier." Tony says typing in the information Gibbs had given him. Rather slowly typing it, but typing it none the less.

"Call me-"

"When we've got something." Tony says finishing Gibbs' sentence as Gibbs heads to the elevators.

There's the first chapter! Tell me what you thought. The story hasn't really started yet, as I said above. This case has nothing to do with the story and will either be solved or handed over to the FBI later on depending on what you guys want. So leave me a review and tell me what you thought.