CHAPTER ONE – ENTER NCIS

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A/N: That right, two chapters in one day. The first was just a teaser, this chapter, as the title suggests, introduces the NCIS crew. WARNING: Twilight denial (still) equals Ziva denial. This story features Kate, not Ziva. Enjoy!


"What have we got, boss?" Tony asked as he hoped out the M.E. van, field kit in hand.

Gibbs stood impatiently a the door, coffee in hand as the rest of his team surrounded him.

"Major Don Parker, 31," Gibbs answered, "wife discovered the body when she came home and the neighbours remember hearing a loud bang around one a.m."

"How'd he die?" Kate asked.

"McGee, I want you to take statements from the neighbours," Gibbs ordered, "Kate, go talk to the wife, see how much she knows," Gibbs looked directly at Tony, "you're coming with me."

As Kate and McGee headed in their separated directions, Gibbs turned to face Tony.

"I'm going to warn you, DiNozzo," Gibbs said softly, "that what you're going to see in there is not pretty."

"Boss, I used to be a homicide cop," DiNozzo grinned, as they entered the house, "there's not much that…oh my God!"

"As a matter of fact, Anthony, that was very similar to my reaction," Ducky replied, "this young man reminds me of a victim I examined about twenty years ago, who, to his great misfortune had a spear…"

"Ducky," Gibbs interrupted, "how'd he die?"

"Oh," Ducky paused, "this poor fellow was shot, died instantly."

"A huge wound for a gunshot," Tony observed, taking photos, "and there's blood splatter everywhere."

"I believe he was killed by some sort of hunting rifle, or shot gun," Ducky mused, "In my younger days I went on a hunting expedition to Alaska, in search for wolves, or 'wolverines' as we called them. If I can recall correctly, we used a 12-gauge."

"We'll have Abby look into it," Gibbs said, looking around. He stopped at a spot in the wall about three centimetres deep. Gibbs grabbed some tweezers from the kit he was carrying and pulled out a bullet.

"I found some hair stuck to the door frame," Tony called out, "redish-brown. Both the victim and his wife are blonde."

"Abby's going to have a field day."


"Mrs Parker, hello, I'm Agent Todd, NCIS," Kate introduced herself.

"Please, call me Summer," the woman said emotionlessly, "and it's Mrs Wheatley, I kept my maiden name."

Kate nodded and jotted it in her palm pilot.

"I'm sorry for you loss," Kate said softly.

Summer gave Kate a forced smile.

"Thank-you, I really appreciate it."

"I have to ask you a few questions about last night, if that's alright?"

Summer nodded.

"Were you home last night?" Kate asked.

"No," Summer shook her head, "every Wednesday night I go out with some of the wives from the base."

"What time did you get home?"

"About forty minutes ago," Summer answered, "I stayed over at my friend Trisha's house. Don had to get up early some days and I didn't want to wake him when I got home."

"Do you know if your husband knew anyone who would want to hurt him?" Kate asked delicately.

"No!" Summer exclaimed, "Don was well-liked around the base and at work. He was that sort of guy. Really nice to everyone."

"Could he have had enemies from before you two met?" Kate questioned.

"No, I've known him since high school," Summer answered, "back then, there were some kids that hated him, but it was high school, you know."

"Anyone you knew in high school that could be capable of murder?" Kate asked.

Summer stood there, thinking. Kate handed her a notepad and pen.

"If you think of anyone, write it down," Kate said softly. She walked over to McGee. "Any luck?"

"Nope," McGee shook his head, "most of the neighbours confirm they were awoken about one a.m. to a loud bang. Apparently the Parkers fight a lot, so they didn't take much notice. No one saw the shooter."

"How's Mrs Parker?" Gibbs asked, exiting the house.

"'Mrs Wheatley' is in shook, which is understandable." Kate answered, "She was out with friends last night, so she doesn't know anything. She's writing down some possible suspects at the moment."

"Is that the wife?" Tony interrupted.

Kate rolled her eyes.

"Yes, Tony, that's the recently deceased Major's widow."

"She's hot!" Tony stated, either ignoring or oblivious to Kate's references.

Gibbs hit Tony across the head.

"Let's get back to the lab," Gibbs said, "before I shoot someone."

"Yes boss."


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