It's a very dark night in a Navy housing neighborhood in Woodbridge, Virginia. There is just enough light from the quarter moon that the silhouette of a man lurking in the bushes behind a house is visible. The identity of the man is masked by a dark pair of glasses, a black beanie, and dark clothes. The man has a loaded pistol strapped to his black pants. He looks into the back window to see if the man who lives at the house, Navy Lieutenant Commander Patrick Lyndon, is there. The man in black spots Lyndon coming out of the back bedroom. The mysterious man is able to squeeze through a half open window on the side of the house. He ends up in the bathroom hallway. The man quietly opens the door and creeps into the kitchen where he last saw Lyndon. Lyndon was still in the kitchen, making tea. The mysterious man waited until Lyndon got closer to him. Lyndon went to turn the second light for the kitchen on when the masked man leapt out from behind the wall. Lyndon was surprised and scared to see a stranger in his house.
"How the hell did you get in here?!" Lyndon asked concerned and nervously as held his hands up. He was worried the man had a gun and his daughter was just in the other room.
"That's the least of your worries right now." The man said. He pointed his gun at Lyndon's face. "This is for five years ago." The man hand his finger on the trigger when Lyndon knocked the pistol out of the man's hand. The strong and protective side came out in Lyndon. He punched the masked man in the face repeatedly until the other man fought back. Lyndon's daughter walked out of her room when she heard a lot of banging out in the house. She was terrified when the intruder grabbed a gun off the ground. She watched her dad fight the stranger for a few seconds. The masked man eventually became unmasked when Lyndon punched him on the face again.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Lyndon yelled. He recognized the man, but soon realized that was a bad thing. The man became conscious of the fact that Lyndon recognized him so when he found his gun he aimed straight at Lyndon's chest. The young girl knew what was about to happen, but she didn't know what to do. She knew if she ran out, the man would shoot her too. The girl quickly but quietly ran to her bedroom to escape out the window to get help. As soon as she carefully closed her bedroom door, three loud gunshots echoed throughout the house. The girl began breathing heavily and tears ran down her cheeks. She realized that standing around crying wouldn't help anything, so she forced her window open and ran next door. A piece of her black Paramore t-shirt tore on the edge of the window as she sprinted to the next door neighbors for help.
The following morning, NCIS Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs walked into the squad room with his morning coffee on an interesting conversation.
"Maybe if I just move this, he'll wake up." Tony said. McGee was holding his chin against his hand while he slept.
"Tony, why can't you just let him sleep?" Ziva asked.
"Because if Gibbs walks in here and sees McGee like this, he'll slap him so hard he might actually put him in a concussion." Tony said. Gibbs decided to watch what it was Tony was planning on doing to wake up McGee. Tony pulled away McGee's arm which made McGee's head slam on the desk.
"Tony!" McGee said annoyed. "Haven't you ever heard of sleep?"
"I have in fact, yes. It's this thing that you're supposed to do at night, not in the morning at your place of work." Tony said.
"For your information my sister is in town and we stayed up late last night talking." McGee said.
"Maybe you can hang out with Ducky and Palmer today and sleep in an autopsy fridge." Tony said.
"Tony, that's crazy." McGee said. Gibbs smiled and walked to his desk.
"If anyone does that, you'll have a reason to be in the autopsy fridge." Gibbs said.
"Understood boss." Tony said. Tony walked to his desk and got his crime scene gear when he saw Gibbs getting his gear. "Are we going somewhere?"
"Woodbridge. We got a dead Navy guy and a child involved, let's go." Gibbs said.
"Is the child hurt?" Ziva asked.
"No, the child is a witness." Gibbs said as they walked to the elevator. Gibbs drove everyone in the van to the crime scene in Woodbridge. Once they arrived, Gibbs sent his team to gather information while he talked to the man in charge.
"Do you know how this happened Commander?" Gibbs asked. He was talking to Commander Nathan Tom, the man who regulates the neighborhood misconduct.
"I don't have a clue Agent Gibbs." Commander Tom said. "We have very strict and serious security, so unless the guy already lived here, I don't know how he got on base."
"We're going to need security footage of this area." Gibbs said.
"Of course." Commander Tom said. "Agent Gibbs, what's going to happen to his daughter?"
"How'd you know he had a daughter?" Gibbs asked.
"I've been friends with Lyndon for years; he was like a brother to me." Tom said.
"We'll take good care of her." Gibbs said. He walked over to McGee to get more information. "What do you got?"
"Well from what the neighbors told me, the Lieutenant's daughter knocked on their door around 0130. She told them there was someone in her house and he had a gun." McGee said.
"McGee, get the security footage and get it to Abby." Gibbs said.
"You got it." McGee said. Gibbs walked inside to see what Tony and Ziva had found.
"What did you find?" Gibbs asked.
"There's a window open in the bathroom hallway, so that's probably how the guy got in here." Tony said. "A window is open in the girl's bedroom, but that's how she got out to get the neighbors."
"Where is she?" Gibbs asked.
"Lieutenant Commander Lyndon's daughter, Chelsie is next door with her friend Gibbs." Ziva said. Gibbs looked through the window to see Lyndon's daughter sitting on the stairs next door while another young girl was consoling her. As Gibbs walked out to see Chelsie Lyndon, Ducky and Palmer walked in.
"Jethro, I do apologize for our tardiness." Ducky said. "I'll have a time of death in no time."
"Thanks Duck." Gibbs said as he walked out. He walked next door to talk to Lyndon's daughter, Chelsie. Chelsie looked at Gibbs as he sat down next to her on the staircase.
"Hi." She said with a shaky voice.
"Hi." Gibbs said. "I'm Special Agent Gibbs, what's your name?"
"Chelsie." She said. "I want my mom Agent Gibbs."
"Where is she?" he asked.
"Far away." Chelsie said sadly. "She's in the Navy too."
"Well at NCIS, we have a special room where you can talk to her." Gibbs said.
"Can I come with you?" Chelsie asked. "I'm too scared to stay here."
"Yeah, you can come. Do you think you can describe the guy who was in your house?" Gibbs asked.
"All I can see is him holding a gun to my dad's head." Chelsie said as more tears fell on her face.
"Hey it's okay." Gibbs said. "We'll catch him." Gibbs saw Ziva walking by, so he called her over. "Ziva, take Chelsie to the van with you."
"Of course." She said. "Come on." Chelsie gave her friend a hug then followed Ziva to the NCIS van. Gibbs got up and went back to the house to check on Ducky. Once everything was gathered, the team packed up and headed back to NCIS. As the NCIS van drove off, a man with an angry look slowly appeared out of the bushes from behind the house and watched the agents drive away.
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