Author's Note: This is a new one. I have been working on this for quite some time. It's still not done, but close so it shouldn't take long to UD. I hope you enjoy this story!
Disclaimer: shall only be here. Story idea, Mine. Sarah, Mine. Chad, mine. NCIS, not so much.
Gibbs walked into the office with a cup of coffee in his hands, as usual. Even though it was early, the whole team was working in the bullpen. There weren't any cases at the moment so everyone was stuck with paperwork. Well, sort of. Tony was teasing Ziva, as usual. McGee was working on a new program on his computer. Sarah looked like she was actually working on the paperwork. He figured she was really working on a new idea. He sighed and moved to his desk. Gibbs got to his desk the same time his phone began to ring.
"Gibbs." He listened for a few minutes. "On our way." He hung up the phone. "Grab your gear. We've got a dead Lieutenant." The team grabbed their gear and hurried off to the elevator before the doors closed.
It didn't take long to get to the scene. She was lying in her front lawn. Surrounding her was blood stained grass. "McGee, photos. DiNozzo, sketches. Ziva start bagging and tagging. Sarah, you're with me."
"Yes sir." McGee began to take photos of the crime scene and body. Tony began working on sketches next to him. Ziva started bagging and tagging evidence. Sarah and Gibbs went to talk to the couple who found the Lieutenant.
"Jamia was a nice woman. I can't believe someone would to this to her," the woman said to Sarah.
"We'll find who did this, ma'am." She nodded and joined her husband.
Gibbs turned to Sarah. "Did you learn anything I didn't?"
"Lt. Jamia Marshal was engaged, but no one knew her fiancé. She loved helping children, had no drug problems from what Mrs. Anderson could tell and just moved here two months ago. Not a lot of the neighbors know much about her."
"I can handle the rest. Go help Ziva," Gibbs ordered.
"Yes sir." She walked over to where Ziva and McGee were photographing and collecting evidence. "Gibbs sent me over to help."'
Ziva handed her a pair of gloves. "We could use it. We were just about to move to the side yard."
"We need all the help we could get," McGee added.
She waved a gloved hand in front of her face. "One thing I don't like about this job is going through the trash. It smells horrible." She pulled off one of the lids and was shocked at what she saw. "I found something!" She pulled a gun out of the can and raised it so the others could see. Gibbs walked over and looked at the gun. "It looks like it's been recently fired. Maybe the murder weapon?" She handed it over to Gibbs. He looked at it before dropping it in the bag she held out.
"Get it to Abby." She put the bag in the box with other bags of evidence collected at the scene. Gibbs walked back over to the Lieutenant's body. Ducky had just arrived and was looking over her body. "What does it look like, Duck?"
"It looks like the poor woman suffered a gunshot to the chest. It was close range so she most likely knew her killer." He pulled the liver probe out of her stomach and glanced at his watch. "Time of death was roughly 2:00 A.M."
"Thanks Duck." He got up and moved to where the rest of the team had moved to the inside of the small house. "You guys done?" They looked up at him and nodded. "Then let's go." They all gathered their equipment and the evidence they needed.
"Man," Tony began, "if she was alive, I'd date her."
"You do know Lt. Marshal was engaged, right?"
Back in the office, the only sound was computer keys as the team tried to find any leads. Gibbs was down with Ducky while the team was working on the case. A phone interrupted the quietness of the bullpen. Sarah picked up the phone and talked quietly for a few seconds before hanging up.
Tony decided to break the silence and asked, "Who was that?"
"It was no one for you, Tony. Otherwise you would've gotten the call."
Gibbs walked into the bullpen before Tony could respond. "What have you got?"
Ziva stood up. "Lt. Jamia Marshal just moved to Quantico from California to be closer to her fiancé. She works on a flight crew. As far as we know, there is no one with a motive to kill her."
McGee added, "Her bank records look clean but I am checking for any other open records."
"We are still looking for who exactly her fiancé was, boss," Tony added.
Sarah got up and grabbed her jacket and bag. Gibbs noticed her and asked, "Where are you going?"
"I have a doctor's appointment. I almost forgot about it until I was called by the office as a reminder this morning. I'll be back in an hour." She made her way to the elevator and down to the garage.
The team just stood there. "What are you staring at? Get back to work." They moved back to their desks and worked on the current case.
Sarah sat down on a seat beside a man at an outdoor café. He leaned over and pecked her cheek. "Hey baby. How are you doing?"
"Just fine. How is work?"
"We found a young woman murdered this morning. She was engaged and was so young. We still have to find her fiancé too. It's going to be hard to break the news."
"Hey, you'll figure it out." He pushed a plate toward her. "Eat, you need it."
She picked up his fork and picked at it. "Thanks." She felt his grip on her arm tighten. "Um, Chad. You're doing it again."
He quickly released his grip. "Sorry." They sat in silence for a few minutes while she finished the plate.
Sarah looked down at her watch. "I need to get back to work. Thanks for lunch." She gave him a quick kiss before getting up and walking to her car. She noticed a mark on her arm. "Not again!" She slipped her jacket on, hoping no one would notice. Before she could be late, she hurried back to the building.
AN 2: I do hope you like this. This has been my project for a long time.
~This is BellaWriterChic signing off