Gibbs took a drink of his coffee and stood watching as Jimmy lifted the gurney into the back of the van.
'I DIDN'T KILL HIM! I CAME TO ANSWER THE DOOR…I NEVER TOUCHED HIM,' Gibbs blocked out what she was saying and went back into the house.
'What we got Kate?'
'GSW to the head and a 9mm hole in the bed. Arterial blood splatter on the wall and blood soaking through the bed,'
'Bullet?'
'Still looking. There's a GSW hole on the pillowslip and GSR around it. She tried to silence the gun through a pillow,' Gibbs kneeled down beside the bed and lifted the sheets away from the edge revealing the underside of the bed. He flashed the torch light underneath.
'McGee, get me an evidence Jar,' Mc Gee scurried around in the back ground and lifted over his case.
'I asked for a jar McGee not your entire case,'
'Sorry Boss,'
'Don't apologise, it's a sign of weakness,' McGee was silenced, Gibbs prizing the bullet out of the wooden floorboards.
'Get that back to Abby, try and find out what gun we're looking for,' Gibbs stood up from the side of the bed and followed where Kate had disappeared to. There was smashed glass all over the bathroom floor, blood on the cut glass in the window.
'I think she was telling the truth Gibbs, I don't think that she murdered him. There's a smashed window and there's no gun in the surrounding crime scene or house. We would have found the gun if she had thrown it out of the window. I really think she didn't do it,' Gibbs looked at the window.
'She's a woman Kate, they can be more sneaky than what you would think,'
'Sneaky? You just called women sneaky?'
'What? She could have disposed the gun and when we came to the house she was half naked. Where are her clothes?' Kate pointed to the bedroom floor.
'Gibbs, after you have sex you don't shoot the person in the head,'
'What makes you so sure that they were having sex and that she didn't just dispose of her bloody clothes?'
'Because he has nail marks at the top of his back and huge love mark on his neck…plus the bed sheets have evidence of recent sexual activity on them,'
'Could have been bad sex,'
'You don't shoot someone if they give you bad sex Gibbs…god knows I should know,' Gibbs smiled.
'McGee, get samples of the blood. Kate, photograph everything and make sure Di Nozzo does the crime scene sketches,'
'Ok,' Gibbs was watching her, checking that she was ok to work, that she wasn't struggling with anything. McGee was the one who was struggling, every piece of evidence he had to collect taking him twice as long as what it usually would.
'Tim?'
'Kate,'
'What's wrong?'
'Nothing…nothing why? Why would something be wrong?'
'Your taking forever to finish the scene and your struggling with what you would usually find easy,'
'I just…Kate, it's fine, I am fine,'
'Tim,'
'Look I am fine and I don't need anyone helping me with this,'
'McGee,'
'I'm worried about you,' Kate looked at McGee.
'Me? Your worried about me?'
'Yes, your different, even Tony's noticed,'
'McGee, I'm fine and I wouldn't be back at work if I wasn't,'
'Promise?' Kate kissed the side of Tim's face
'I promise,' Mc Gee instantly perked up and everything he did became the way he usually did it, the speed he was collecting the evidence at faster. Kate turned away, closing her eyes.
'If only,'
