1Author's Note: Ok so realized a writing error on the last one, thank you ImmIrose. Yes when I said Ziva was hit with a large was of paper I did mean wad. LOL. I got a little disoriented since it was like almost two here. So thank you lilly, ImmIrose, -NcisIsLikeCupcakes-, swfap88, and M E Wofford for your reviews. I appreciate them all :D. So here's the second chapter. So actually the first part of this is actually a continuation of Chapter 1. Yeah I was so tired while writing I got a little confused lol. Just letting you know cause it kind of made me laugh :).

Chapter 2

Tony and Gibbs pulled up to the motel in the sedan, McGee and Ziva in the van right behind them. All four walked to the crime scene tape and noticed Ducky already there, kneeling over the bodies.

"ID's, Duck?" Gibbs asked.

"Well our young lady here is Petty Officer Jessica Marshall. As for her gentleman friend, I have yet to get an ID." Ducky informed him.

"COD?" Gibbs asked the Englishman.

"At first glance, it would appear our young petty officer and her companion suffered from a fatal gunshot wound. Time of death is roughly six to ten hours ago. But I'll know more after the autopsy." Ducky answered, standing up and snapping off his glove.

Gibbs turned to his team. "McGee I want you to take pictures. Tony I want you to do interviews with everyone who came in contact with these two during their stay. Ziva canvas the area, I want you to find any evidence that tells us who this man was."

Tony went over to a few of the employees and began asking questions. McGee and Ziva walked up to the bodies. McGee got the camera ready and began taking pictures, Ziva however stopped dead in her tracks.

"Umm Gibbs, we do not to search for a form of identification." Ziva said trying to cover up the fear and grief in her voice, her eyes never leaving the body. Tony looked over at her worriedly, sensing the distress in her voice.

"And why is that Officer David?" Gibbs said in an irritated voice, his face contorting into a tight scowl.

"Because," She paused, taking a deep breath. "I know him." She added, looking Gibbs in the eyes. A brief look of concern washed over him, as Tony disengaged himself from his interview and began walking up to her. She looked back towards the body, her face paling. "Knew him." She corrected herself.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Here's where chapter 2 really began, lol.

Gibbs, Tony, McGee, and Ziva stood in the middle of the bullpen, staring at the screen on the plasma. Ziva held the controller in her hand. Clicking a button, she pulled a man's picture onto the screen

"Officer Kadmiel Najeeb." She began. "He has worked for Mossad for 19 years. We briefly trained together and he was my temporary partner before I was partnered with Michael. He was a highly respectable officer who went MIA six months ago. Nobody had seen or heard from him, so naturally he was assumed dead." She turned, facing the other three. "In Mossad you tend to develop a long list of enemies. If you disappear nine times out of ten, you do not return."

"Ziva I want you to contact your father." The three headed to their desks. "See what Officer Najeeb was up to before going MIA. Tony, McGee. I want you both to see what you can find out about our petty officer. See if she has any enemies, problems with coworkers, anything that could be helpful to the case. And I want someone to find out what those two were doing together." Gibbs said as he began to walk towards the elevator.

"Boss, we found them together in a motel. Isn't it safe to assume what they were doing together?" Tony asked, as the elevator doors dinged open.

"It is never safe to assume anything, Dinozzo." Gibbs said as he backed into the elevator, taking a sip of his coffee.

"So McProbious." Tony said as he strolled over to McGee's desk. " You ready for a little interviewing?" McGee looked up at him slightly squinting his eyes. "Great, let's go." Tony said not waiting for an answer. Both men grabbed their bags and went to the elevator, leaving Ziva at her desk.

"Got anything for me, Ducky." Gibbs strolled into the autopsy room, chucking his coffee into the nearby trash can.

"Ah yes, Jethro. It would appear our officer Najeeb was the first to die. Fatal gunshot wound to the back of the head. Our assailant, whoever he or she may be, snuck up on the poor lad. Our petty officer, however, got into a struggle with the killer before she herself suffered a fatal gunshot wound to the chest." Ducky and Gibbs walked closer to the body. "My guess is after the first gunshot, she went into defense mode. She wasn't hit in her face, but her stomach shows where she was repeatedly hit and kicked. One kick broke her rib and punctured her lung. So whether she had been shot or not, she most likely would have died because something tells me our killer wouldn't have taken her to the hospital to get it repaired." He gave a rueful smile. " I also scraped some skin samples from under her fingernails. I've sent them down to Abby's lab, along with a picture of the partial shoe print from out petty officer's side. Unfortunately our Officer Najeeb had much less forensic evidence to go. He had a few strands of hair that were too long to be his, but I presume that they will belong to Petty Officer Marshall."

"Thanks, Ducky. Call me if you come across anything else." Gibbs started walking towards the doors.

"Will do, Jethro." Ducky said, raising his voice slightly so Gibbs could hear him through the swinging doors. He turned to the bodies. " Well my dear, let us pray the evidence I found on you can help us figure out who did this to you both."

~A little over an hour later~

Ziva was sitting at her desk when the elevator dinged. Tony and McGee stepped out and walked over to the bullpen. At the moment, Gibbs came down the stairs after leaving MTAC. After talking to Ducky, he was called by the director to update him on the case.

"What have you guys got for me?" He asked his team.

"None of the people that worked with Petty Officer Marshall had any problems with her." McGee started. "Everyone got along with her really well and she was very well liked."

"A little too well liked by someone." Tony jumped in. " She had a boyfriend that was overly jealous and very possessive. She eventually got fed up with it and broke up with him. Shortly after, she had to get a restraining order put on him for stalking."

"Found out during their relationship, there were a few times he got violent with a few of the male officers she worked with on the base." McGee finished.

"Name?" Gibbs demanded.

"Robert Charles." Tony said. Both Tony and McGee walked to their desks already anticipating Gibbs next order.

"Find him." He turned to Ziva. "What do ya got, Ziva?"

"Well as expected, Kadmiel did have a slightly longer list of enemies. Unfortunately, about ninety-six percent of them are dead and the other four percent are in prison." She paused. "He left behind an ex-wife. I spoke with her earlier and she was shocked that he had even been alive for the last six months. As I said, in Mossad, If you disappear it is unlikely you will return."

"Anything else?"

"Yes. My father is sending two officers down to help assist."

"Who?"

"Ariella Jabul and her partner," She hesitated momentarily. "Michael Rivkin." Tony looked up at her and watched as a look of anxiety crossed her voice when she said his name. But as quickly as the look had appeared, it was gone. Tony barely noticed Gibbs phone ringing as he studied his partner.

"Michael? This wouldn't happen to be the same Michael you talked about earlier. The one who was your partner after you and Kadmiel were temporary partners, is it?" Tony questioned.

"Yes, it is." Ziva answered in a tone that said that was all she was going to say on the topic.

Tony got the hint and let it drop. 'For now.' He thought.

"That was Abby. She has something. " Gibbs brought Tony out of his thoughts, as all the agents followed him to the elevator.

TBC . . . .

Author's note: K so how do you guys like it so far? Let me know, so I know whether I should keep going or not. Sometimes I kinda bounce around, so does it all flow together or are there times when it jumps a little? I realized with all NCIS stories the elevator plays such a big role, it should be in the credits on the show. Lol. Or at least named.