Disclaimer: don't own anything!
Pairing: Kate/Tony
Author's note: I started writing this story due to a challenge by equestrianbabe; you can read the challenge here(http/17. I wanted it to be short, but I kinda got more into it once I started;).
Big thanks to my beta/editor Mel who was glad to fish the mistakes out of it...
Dedicated to my fellow mods and all the Bullpen Taters...enjoy:).
Challenge: Greed
Day 1
A young man was watching through his highly advanced camera. He was watching a boat from a distance. He grinned as he took pictures of two men kissing. His client would not like this. Suddenly the scene changed: one of the men pushed the other man to the deck of the boat and hit him with a hard object. The man was then pushed overboard. The young cameraman was getting very nervous and almost freaked out, but he could oblige himself to keep watching and taking pictures of the crime. There was nothing he could do anyway, he reasoned, it all happened too far away.
"Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS" Gibbs said, while he showed his ID to a police officer standing at the crime scene. Ducky, Kate and Tony followed him. "Kate pictures!"
"You got it" They walked towards the local sheriff and Gibbs shook his hand.
"What happened here?"
"A private investigator was checking out an adulterous husband, when he stumbled upon the murder. He's over there." The guy pointed in the direction of where the young man was standing. Gibbs went over.
"Hi, Gibbs, NCIS. What did you see?"
"Hmm, a woman, Darlene Stevens, came to me and suspected her husband, a marine, of cheating. They are the cases I normally do, sir, so I accept her business. Normally I watch a happy couple checking in into a hotel room and I provide the pictures so that the other party can file divorce with evidence I provide. This time, everything was different. He was indeed cheating her, but not with a woman. It was a man, and for a moment everything seemed fine, till the one guy started hitting the other guy with a hard object and then pushed the poor guy overboard."
"So you have pictures?" Gibbs asked.
"Yes, sir. You can do with it what you want. I don't want murder pictures on my hands."
A woman came running onto the beach. Her hair was all messed up, and her face flushed, she had clearly been running to get there.
"That's my client. I called her after what happened."
"Oh my god… this is not happening!" Tears appeared in the corners of her eye. "Not my husband, not Ian..." She kneed next to the body, where Ducky was examining it. She was crying now, while Ducky asked her if this was her husband.
"Yes, that's Ian Stevens. I never wanted for this to happen!"
"Nobody does, my dear," Ducky said in a soft voice.
Gibbs came over to the woman and introduced himself.
"I want whoever did this Mr. Gibbs. But after you finished your investigation of the body, I want it shipped to Florida, where we lived together. I want him buried there. Is there any reason why I should stay here? If not, I would like to return to Florida and tell my family in person what happened."
Gibbs nodded and said if there were any questions, they would contact her. The private investigator also asked if he could leave.
"Thanks for the pictures and yes you may leave. We'll find you if we have questions, but I don't think that will be necessary." The private investigator thanked him and left in a hurry, frightened by what had just happened. Gibbs walked over to Ducky. "What have you found Duck?"
"Not much so far, Jethro. The time of death checks with the story of that private investigator. I believe this poor fellow's ultimate death was a cracked skull caused by a hammer. He didn't drown that's for sure, lucky for that. I need him on my table for more information"
"Thanks Ducky, let's head for headquarters."