Okay, so just as a quick warning, you might not understand some of this if you haven't caught up on NCIS. This happens right after season ten, so it might have some spoilers later on in the story.

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Gibbs threw papers on DiNozzo's desk. "Get to work," Gibbs said as he sipped his coffee, "We've got a new case, and I need all three of you on it."

"Of course, boss," Ziva came by and took some of the papers and started reading them, "Two naval officers gone missing on The Young Finesse, a cruise liner going by Washington D.C." Ziva looked at the pictures on the document. One was of a young man with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing his uniform and smiling, with his hat on backwards. Another was of a more serious and older man, with brown eyes and slightly graying brown hair. He had a 5-o'clock shadow, showing that he cared more about personality than appearance. "The younger one is Mark Wilson, a Navy Lieutenant who was recently promoted before he went on vacation. The other is Captain John Howles."

Tony DiNozzo walked toward Gibbs and Ziva, eager for a new case, "Any suspects?"

"Everyone who was on the boat is a suspect DiNozzo," Gibbs said, "But I have to go. We're about to interview the wife. I want background checks on all the staff and the victims on board, we can't assume them dead, but we need to expect the worst."

DiNozzo and Ziva went to their desks to do research while Gibbs went to the interrogation room. He went inside where McGee was watching the woman react to what Director Vance was asking her. "Sorry, boss," McGee slumped down, "I'll get to work."

"Don't apologize," Gibbs said emotionlessly, "It's a sign of we-

"Weakness," McGee interrupted, "I know. I've been around Ziva long enough."

"Get back to work special agent," Gibbs answered. He walked into the room and went to Vance, "It's okay, I've got it from here." Director Vance walked away quietly. Gibbs didn't speak until he left the room. "What do you know?" He asked angrily.

"I swear," The woman answered, "I have no idea! That other guy asked me this a million times."

"Then what happened?" Gibbs asked impatiently.

"I'm not entirely sure," the woman looked down to the right, "The memories are faded."

"Look," Gibbs said, "I know this was a lot for you to take in. He was your husband. But his life might be on the line, and you can't remember? Try."

"Okay..." the woman thought for a while, "I remember calling 911. And my husband falling over. And the captain too. And then I passed out or something, and when I woke up, they were gone!"

"Do you remember anything else?" Gibbs asked.

"No, sir," the woman answered.

"Tell me," Gibbs started, "What's your name?"

"Maggie Wilson."

"Full name. Before you were married."

"Margaret Jane..." she paused.

"Margaret Jane what?" Gibbs asked.

"Look I didn't know this up until yesterday when it happened," Maggie said, "But... I was adopted. I mean... I already knew that, but I didn't know who my parents were. Up until I got married... I went... I was Margaret Jane Howles."

"Was Captain John Howles your father?" Gibbs asked.

"I don't know," Maggie said, "I only ever had a picture of my mother. She visited the orphanage every now and then until I was adopted when I was five. I was put up for adoption because my father left and I have no idea what he looked like."

"Thank you," Gibbs answered, "You can go now." As Maggie walked to the door, Gibbs thought about Kate.

"Special Agent Gibbs," a voice came from the doorway, "How long have you been in here?" It was Director Vance. "It's been at least an hour since you interviewed that woman."

"I was thinking of Kate," Gibbs said, "No worries. I'll get back to work."

"I'm gonna need to speak with you privately," Vance chimed in, "It's about the A. E. P."

"Of course Director Vance," Gibbs said as he went with Vance to the Director's office. "What is it?"

"I don't know who we should take to Los Angeles," Vance stated plainly, "The Agent Exchange Program might not work if we send the wrong person."

"Like I said before," Gibbs said, "Abby is a great choice. She's been to LA a few times already, and she's very comfortable with new people."

"But I'm not sure if their forensics specialist is ready for DC," Vance said, "It's plenty chaotic here."

"This person works for NCIS right?"

"Right."

"Then they're ready."

Special Agent Tony DiNozzo walked along the shoreline with Ziva and McGee. They were investigating the boat for blood or any signs of a struggle. They searched the boat top to bottom but they couldn't find anything, no signs of a struggle, and no blood. Until they reached the dining hall.

"Wow," Ziva said as she saw all the fall chairs and tables, "What happened here."

"All of the passengers said that they had passed out," DiNozzo said, "They weren't very clear, but it seemed to be some kind of food poisoning. Especially considering that the chef and all of his cooks didn't pass out at all."

"So nobody seems to remember what happened?" Ziva asked.

"'Some memories are best forgotten,'" DiNozzo laughed for a moment, "That was from Memento. Really good murder mystery. I liked it."

"You have your moments," McGee joked.

Ziva watched the tide move in and out on the coast as the two other detectives bickered. I wonder what happened here, she thought. Suddenly, she saw something in the water; it was large. She ran off of the boat and onto the shore to find a dead body floating at the edge of the tide. She looked at the Navy uniform and found that the man was a lieutenant. She saw a name sewn into the cloth, it was blurry from the water, but she could read it.

Mark Wilson.

What did you think? I hope it was good, I wanted to put some silliness in there too, so I hope I did it right. Anyways, review! And tell me who you think it is when we get into the suspects so I can laugh at how wrong you are.