I'm not sure when, but sometime after I finished eating I fell asleep while working. When I woke up Tony was sitting at his desk knee deep in case files. "Why didn't you wake me?" I asked as I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I'm still not wearing makeup so I'm pretty sure I look like a wreck, but at this point I am past caring. I'm pretty sure it's going to be a late night in the office, I'm thinking I won't be going home at this point, things are getting weird.

Tony looked up at me and gave me his million dollar smile. He has his jacket off and his sleeves rolled up, he's getting comfortable to be here for a while. I think he has the same idea that I do about staying the night tonight. "Because you looked absolutely exhausted, and I know between the day that you've had and the painkillers you have every right to be, so we let you sleep. McGee is down is Abby's lab and Gibbs is on a coffee run." he informed me as he got up from his chair and stepped over the boxes and files to walk over to me.

I stood up and we hugged for a minute. "Thank you. Have you learned anything? How did talking with Noel and Jenna go?" I asked as I had Tony sit down in my chair and sat down in his lap so that I could spend a few minutes close to my husband for the first time today.

He gave a weak laugh, "I can see why you hated them. They look pretty suspicious, I'm waiting on the warrant to arrest them and search their home. Hopefully it will come in soon. Neither Kahn or Marshall have a good alibi for last night or this morning, or the time that you got the text message. They said that they stayed at home having sex. I didn't buy it. They both seemed perfectly put together and full of energy. It didn't look like they'd just had that much sex." he informed me, then at the mention of sex he started kissing be rather passionately.

I kissed him back for a moment, "What about Paige and Lucas?" I asked after a minute, we can't get too distracted, we've got a case to solve and the sooner we solve it the better off I'll be, the better of all of us will be. I hate that I am having to bring Tony and that team into this mess, but it's our job, so I guess that's what we're going to have to do.

"The last transactions either of them have made have made was early last week. They both got plane tickets to D.C. We've put out a BOLO on both of them and McGee is working with Abby to trace all three of them where they left to after we found them texting. I haven't heard from them in a little while to know how much progress they've made." he informed me as he ran his fingers through my hair and smelling it every so often, he says he likes the smell of my shampoo.

I rested my head against his chest and took his free hand in mine, "We've got to get who ever this is. Alison's wasn't the only death that happened on the account of -A. More deaths are coming, I can feel it. It'll be the next Ian, Maya, Garrett, wow we really can't let it get to Garrett when Garrett died I was very close to being killed, I was stuck in a box with his dead body and was nearly pushed out of a quickly moving train. That day was pretty traumatic, but the list goes on. There are so many more people that could die, we have time, we should have at least another few weeks, but there will be more if we don't nip this in the bud." I told him of the importance in this letting him hear the stress in my voice.

He looked at me with a shocked expression, "Geez, Ar. That's a lot. Okay, so have you requested that they send those case files?" he asked trying to find the best way to approach the situation. His muscles have tensed up and he looked concerned. I think he is finally starting to see why and how much Alison's death and disappearance has affected me.

I nodded my head, "Yeah, they should be here in the morning, but I could tell you everything better then those damned reports. They're bogus. They make us look like the bad guys. Wilden was the most crooked cop out there, he was seriously out to get us. I can give you a detailed account of every single one of those murders we were blamed for most of them any way." I replied as I snuggled in tighter to my husband's embrace.

Tony kissed me again, "He's gone now though, we're going to get 'em, we always get 'em. We'll work for as long and as hard as we have to, but in the meantime it's nine. Perfect time for dinner, don't you think?" he suggested as he stood us up and handed me my crutches.

I laughed at him, "And where do you suppose we go that is fast and this late?" I asked as I handed him my purse to carry for me. I stood up and got my crutches situated and followed Tony to the elevator.

He wiggled his eyebrows, "Well there is this this excellente Italiano restaurant just a few blocks from here." he told me in a horrible dorky accent. As the doors opened he pretended that he was holding them open for me and let me go in first. He's trying to lighten the mood for me, and I silently thanked him for that.

Once the doors closed I raised my eyebrows at him, "There aren't any Italian food places near here. Let's go get a couple of tacos or something and get back up here. We need to see who killed that girl, who killed Alison." I said all but killing the lightness and silliness of the air with a heaviness.

We walked out of the elevator, "That works too, but we will get dessert to go with it, and we will eat it first." he decided as he held the front door open for me and helped me down the couple of steps. I could go with eating dessert first, with the day that I've had I could go with only having dessert! I need real food though if I expect to work through the night and all day tomorrow.

I nodded my head with a smile, "Sounds like a plan! Oh, did I tell you that Mike is coming to our house for dinner tomorrow at seven? We don't have to make anything, he'll be happy if we just pick up a pizza. I have a feeling there is something going on that he isn't telling me. He knew that he was going to be here in D.C. weeks ago, and he only suggested that we go to supper when I called him because I saw him in the security footage here in the Navy yard." I informed Tony as he helped me into the car.

He nodded his head, "Don't worry about that, I could get anything out of that kid. We'll figure it out tomorrow we we eat with him. Did you know that I got out of him that he hooked up with your friend Hanna one time? Apparently he hadn't ever told anyone that before..." he told me with a few laughs, then he froze, "Wait, Hanna did tell you that at some point, right?" he asked not wanting to start anything, hoping that I knew about this.

His anxiety is hilarious. "Yes she did, I didn't talk to her for an entire week when she told me, but we are past that, and Mike doesn't need to know that I know, we can save him the embarrassment!" I told him as he started the car and backed out of his parking space. Wow, this has been a long day it feels like this morning was forever ago.

He laughed in agreement, "Deal, but you know that you were worse. You were sleeping with your teacher!" he mocked as he lightly punched my shoulder.

I punched his back, "He wasn't my teacher anymore when we started that! Besides, you were engaged to your elementary school teacher. Another thing, I always got the grades that I deserved, never more, never less. Everyone always thought that I would be an English major, but I realized that wasn't what I wanted to do with my life. Don't get me wrong, you know that I still love reading and writing, but that is just for fun, not my life. I'm happy with the life that I chose. I love my job, and I love you even more." I reassured him.

He looked at me when we got to a stop light, "So what made you decide that wasn't what you wanted to do?" he asked me with pure curiosity. There is still so much that we don't know about each other, but everything I learn about him I love him just a little bit more even when I don't think it's possible.

I shrugged, "After what happened with Ezra, and everything that I went through through in high school I just decided that I didn't want all of my thoughts and feelings out there for the whole world to read. I also knew that I wanted to give people the closure that I never had with Ali. I wanted to help people, to make sure that they are treated right. I also like getting answers and information, that something that I never got a lot of when I was younger. I am so glad that my path lead me here to NCIS." I told him as planted a kiss on his cheek.

We got to the taco stand and ordered to go, then left with our tacos and ice cream. I ate my ice cream on the trip back to NCIS while I looked through old facebook albums of Alison. When I got to the last picture I silently promised her we would find out who killed her. She might not have been a good person, but she certainly did not deserve to die for it. "What was Alison like?" Tony asked out of the blue taking me from my thoughts.

I laughed, she was a piece of work, that is for sure. "Alison was many things. She was first and foremost a bitch. She was mean to everyone and thought that she was better than everyone else. She was a queen bee and everyone wanted to be her friend. Alison could make you feel so... Special, like you were the most important person in the world, well, after her of course. Then she would blackmail you into being her servant. She used the secret of my dad cheating on my mom over me. She used Hanna's weight over her, she used competition against Spencer, and she used Emily's feelings against her. She was not a good person, but we did love her and she did not deserve to die." I told him trying my best to explain Alison to him. That girl was so complex that I am still thinking about how to describe her all of these years later.

He nodded his head in understanding, then rubbed my thigh in a loving and comforting manner. "You know that none of this changes anything, right? You know that I will always love you no matter what your past is?" he asked me with only love and reassurance in his voice. After everything that he has learned about my past he is staying and helping me through this, he is the best man that I could ever ask for.

I nodded my head as I put my hand over his. "I do. You pretty much know it all now. So why don't we start evening things out, tell me something about your past that I don't know about you." I requested, I know that there is plenty that I don't know about him. I know that his is ten years older then me and had ten years more experience in this line of work then I do. I'm sure all kinds of things have happened to him.

He thought about it for a moment, he pretty much has all of the big things already lied out on the table. "I got the pneumonic plague one time. It was someone with a beef against NCIS when I was just starting here, she sent the strain in the mail, and I opened the letter. The bacteria killed itself and I made it through it just fine, but if you ever see X-rays of my lungs I will have a fair amount of scarring on them. Another time not too long after I thought fell in love with a women on an undercover assignment. When she found out the truth it was pretty bad on both of us. I give you this though, I didn't have a clue as to what love was until I met you." he informed me giving me a little bit of his past for me to keep. I thoughtfully nodded my head, it's good to hear new things about the man that I love.


We got back to NCIS and he carried my purse and our food as we made our way to the elevator. "You know you scared me pretty bad this morning. When I couldn't get you to talk to me, then when you passed out. It was pretty scary. I hated not knowing what was going on, and not being able to help you." he informed me once we got to the privacy of the elevator away from listening ears of the nosey agents.

Scary is an understatement of this situation. "It was scary for me too. I seriously relieved bits and pieces of high school. I might have been there, but my mind wasn't. I'm sorry I didn't talk to you, but that doesn't mean that I don't want to, I always want to talk to you. My mind was just stuck to the night that Ali went missing and the night that they found her body. I could see it so clearly in my mind, like it was actually happening at that very moment." I reassured him as we walked out of the elevator and over to our desks. It is no secret that I have plenty of emotional scarring over everything that happened with Alison and -A.

Gibbs and Ducky are sitting at Gibbs' desk discussing something. "DiNozzo's', come hear what Ducky has to say." he ordered as soon as I finished speaking to Tony. I sat down in my chair and moved closer to both of them. Tony stood behind me rubbing my shoulders.

Ducky looked at me and took a deep breath, "I've reviewed Miss DiLaurentis autopsy and compared it to Miss Camden's." he informed us, "Other than the fact that Camden fought back, their autopsies might as well be exact copies of each other. Someone looked long and hard to find DiLaurentis' doppelganger. We are trying to figure out who the father is because there are signs of rape. Abby is working on that now." he informed us, sounding very stressed. "Who ever this is is violent, deceptive, and obviously, is not above murder." he went on.

I sighed, "We've got to find the father and bring him in. We can't let this get any further. They're probably planning their next murder right now. I'm just wondering whose it will be this time. Although, now that I think about it, it'll be Ian's if they are going the order of the murders after Alison died." I commented with an uneasiness to my voice, they've been planning this for years now. I'm sure that they've done their best to make everything perfect.

Gibbs nodded his head, "You're right, have you got the warrants back yet Tony?" he asked looking above me to my husband. We have got to get the ball rolling on this, if we don't then there are lives at stake. I'm the one that brought all of this to D.C. I feel so guilty. I am the reason that all of this is happening. The question is, why now? I've been working at NCIS for two years now. Why would they choose now to start all of this over again?

Tony walked to his desk and looked at his computer, "Yeah, just came in. Let's go." he answered Gibbs as he put his gun back in his holster from his desk drawer, then put his jacket back on. Gibbs followed behind and they left to go arrest Noel Kahn and Jenna Marshall for involvement of the murder of Andrea Camden.

Ducky left to go help Palmer back down in autopsy, so I went down to Abby's lab to see what McGee and Abby have found. There are Caf-Pow's scattering the floor around them and they are both alternating from working, take a sip, Abby is normal Abby, but it looks like McGee is literally vibrating from all of the caffeine that he has consumed in the last few hours. "I think we're going to have to cut you off McGee, you look like you're about to jump out of your skin." I commented with an amused tone as I walked in.

They turned to face me, well Abby turned, McGee bounced. "No, I'm just fine I've only had about oh eight maybe nine, Okay twelve Caf-Pows, I work better this way!" he said almost too fast to comprehend with his words running together without taking any breaths. Okay, this is scary and funny at the same time.

There was nothing that could stop me from laughing at him, "Well let's just hope that you don't have a heart attack so you can keep on working. Tony and Gibbs just went to go arrest Noel and Jenna. What do you guys have for me?" I informed them getting them up to date on everything that's been happening.

Abby turned to face her computer and started to play security footage of Noel. "After Kahn sent the text message he went to the neighborhood where the crime scene was, and he does not live there, my best guess was so see what was left of his masterpiece, after that he got home just in time for Tony to go and interview them." she started.

She changed the security to Melissa, "After Hastings left she went to your house, Aria. It's a good thing that you guys have a good security system because she couldn't get in, but she looked over the exterior pretty well. I think someone needs to go check that out." then it went to Lucas, "Gottesman went to an internet cafe, when we tried to look over the internet activity he had the signal blocked and bouncing all over the states, but we managed to get through that, he was the one who hacked my computer. After that he went to go meet Hastings to try to get through the security system but your neighbors came home and they fled the scene. We lost them after that." she informed me of what she had found so far.

She took a deep breath and put the footage to Paige, "And last but not least McCullers. She left to a Walmart and bought four black hoodies, four ski masks, some duct tape, then some things that you would generally find in a barn. She paid for it with cash." I took a step forward to get a closer look as she told me this. "She went on to the park across the street and that is where we lost her." she informed me.

I could feel the blood drain from my face, "She is getting -A gear. -A always wore a black hoodie. They're going to recreate Ian's death next, his body was found in a barn. Ian and Melissa were married and expecting a baby when he died, she lost the baby after she saw his body... Were you able to get any of the security footage at the time of the murder?" I gave some information on the subject.

She shook her head, "The cameras were down from eight that evening to six that morning, that left them plenty of time to set everything up." she replied. That's too bad, if we could have gotten that footage then we would have a better guess as to who the killer is.

I looked McGee over, he still seems pretty jumpy, but he does seem to be calming down a little bit, it's going to be a while before he's going to be useable again because after this he is going to crash, and crash hard. "McGee, why don't you go retrieve the evidence from the park. Then get another agent to watch the area." I ordered, he nodded his head and walked, well skipped out to the stairs.

I turned to Abby, "I'm going to go put a BOLO out on Melissa, Lucas, and Paige. Gibbs and Tony should be back by the time that is done so I'll probably be in interrogation." I told Abby as I made my way to the elevator. Man, these crutches are really getting old. I cannot wait for tomorrow to be over with so that I can ditch these things.

I put out the BOLOs then reapplied a little bit of makeup, I want Noel to see that I am completely put together. They must be doing this to get to us, but it's hard to tell with their sick and twisted minds. After a few minutes I was called saying that Noel and Jenna are in custody in interrogation. I met Tony and Gibbs a little ways away from the rooms so that Jenna can't hear me. "Who do you want to start with?" Tony asked me.

I looked back at the rooms, "Noel, Jenna will do better if we keep her waiting for a while. We need to make her scared, she tends to be more honest when you scare her. Well, when we were in high school at least, but they don't seem to have changed all that much." I told them, then watched Abby run up, with her pigtails swinging back and forth with each step.

She stopped when she reached out huddle, "Who's going first? I want to watch." she asked a little too excited about the fact that I am about to interrogate them. I think she's excited to see me go all badass on them. I have to say, I'm a little excited about that too.

"Noel, room one. Can you get get me the footage of him checking out the crime scene for me? Call me when you're done. I want him to sit and wait for another minute or two while I go get the pictures." I told her as I took my time going back to the squad room. "Gibbs, you be in there with me for this one?" I requested as I got everything together that I wanted.

He nodded his head, "Yeah." he replied as he walked past me to the break room and got a couple of bottles of water to give to them before we start the interrogation. When we got to the door I handed Tony my crutches and walked in.


Gibbs and I walked in so that we could talk to Noel, "It's about time someone came... Woah, Montgomery is that you?" he asked as he looked me up and down, his surprise was totally fake. If his lying doesn't get any better then this is going to be one easy and informative interrogation.

I shook my head and sat down in the chair facing him. "Not anymore. I'm Special Agent DiNozzo, this is Special Agent Gibbs. We've got a few questions for you." I told him with a hard voice telling him that I am not the person to be playing games with and that things are going to be kept completely professional. When I introduced Gibbs he set the water down for Noel.

Noel rolled his eyes at me, "What could you possibly want? How did you even get this job anyway? No, let me guess, you're sleeping with this guy. You always went for older men." he mocked. I was right, he is going to try his level best to get a rise out of me and he's not going to be nice or subtle about it.

I smiled and raised my eyebrows at him, "I would watch what you say Kahn, you're in a lot of trouble here and making stabs at me are only going to make things worse for you." I replied as I set down the pictures of Camden, although I'm sure that he's already seen her dead body first hand. "Now, do you know this girl?" I questioned as I pushed one of the close ups of her face towards him.

He shrugged, "I don't know, I know a lot of girls." I told me. I can see straight through his lie. He really hasn't changed one bit since high school, he's as arrogant and pigheaded as always. He has a smile spread across his face and a twinkle to his eye. This is amusing him.

Gibbs took a step toward him from behind me, "Take another look. Maybe you'll recognize her." he said in his quiet voice that scares you to the bone and sends shivers up your spine. His face is stone hard like it would take a chisel to break the cold expression on his face.

Noel did as Gibbs said and looked at the picture, "This girl kinda looks like Alison, doesn't she? They seem to have the trait of being dead in common." he commented keeping the smug appearance to his features. He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms in front of his chest, he's going to keep the playing dumb card on me, yet keep on making snide remarks. He seems happy this girl is dead. I hope that he gets at least a dishonorable discharge after this. His behavior is absolutely absurd!

I put the picture of the head wound that Camden suffered in front of him to see, "She does look like Miss DiLaurentis, Miss Camden also received the same head wound when she died that Alison DiLaurentis did. So do you know anything about that?" I asked keeping the monotone, if not harsh tone to my voice.

There was a moment, not even a moment, more like half of a second that there was pure horror on his face before he composed himself and shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know why you think I would know anything about that. Am I being punked or something? Come on, bring in the cameras!" he asked using the joke to hide his nervousness.

I leaned in, "Why did you just have that moment of pure terror?" I asked letting the accusatory tone leak into my voice.

He started to look a little nervous, "That head wound is a little scary looking, who wouldn't be a little freaked out looking as that?" he attempted to cover his tracks. He knows that he made a mistake so he is starting to sound defensive and nervous.

"You saw that photo well before you had that look, now you're acting very nervous. Another thing, you were in the military, you've seen worse. Now I would start talking if I were you, because giving the police false information during an investigation is against the law." I informed him. It's becoming hard to keep my cold tone, I'm starting to sound just a little bit smug myself.

He started to fidget, it was very subtle, but I noticed it. "If that were the truth you would have been thrown in jail back in highschool. Anyways, I don't have to say anything. You aren't getting another word out of me." he decided as he closed his mouth into a straight line. For the first time his muscles have tensed up and he does not look happy.

I shrugged, "Suit yourself, I even have a little video for you to watch until you decide that being mute isn't all that fun. You would think that dating a blind girl would make you more appreciative of your senses. Oh well, I really think that you'll like this video, you're the star." at that moment the video from the security feed started playing on the monitor on the wall in the corner of the room.

Watching this for a little while should crack him. "There you are texting just a block or two from here, on a burner phone I might add. Then, there you are getting into your car, now you are going to the neighborhood where the body was found. You don't live anywhere near there, and we've talked with the people in the neighborhood, none of them know you from adam. You had no reason to be there unless you knew something about this murder." I told him as the video started over. "Now I'll leave you to watch this for a little while." I told him as I stood up and walked out of there with Gibbs following behind me.


We walked into the observation room to consult with Tony and Abby. "I hate that guy." Tony commented as he brought me into a bear hug.

I looked at Noel through the glass, "I can't say that I like him either. I figured he'd say something like that though. When we broke up, not that we were really together, I started seeing Ezra again and Noel put together the pieces." I told him as I looked at the look on Noel's face. He looks as if he could be sick. "He looks like he's about to be sick, let him watch that for a little while and he'll tell us everything." I commented as I exited the room and rather quickly walked to the nearest bathroom, crutches be damned.

When I got in there I locked the door behind me because I know Tony will try to follow me in, but I could really use a few minutes to myself. I locked myself in the bathroom stall and let the sobs come as they were wanting to as soon as Noel started saying that the only reason why I had this job is because I was sleeping with an older guy. Obviously that wasn't Gibbs, and I didn't even start dating Tony until I had been working here for six months, but it still hurt. After the day I've had I think a momentary breakdown is allowed.

I let myself cry until I started gagging. which made me start throwing up. I was already nauseous from the painkillers my doctor gave me, then with how upset I've been I guess I can't be surprise that I can't keep my supper down. I am so tired, and I feel weak.

While I was throwing up wished that I had put my hair up because it was definitely getting in the way. I'm a total and complete wreck and I need some sleep. I thought I could handle Noel. I thought I was stronger than that. I'd come so far. I have a freaking six pack for crying out loud. I can easily keep up with Tony, McGee, and Gibbs in cardio, strength, shooting, and hand to hand combat. Why can't a handle a few harsh words come from someone who doesn't know me, who I haven't seen, talked to, or even thought about in years?

Somewhere during one of my heaves the door opened, "Aria! Aria unlock the door and let me in!" Tony called from right outside my stall with the most concern in his voice that he's had for me all day, and that is saying something. He is shaking the door trying to get it to open so he can get to me.

Once I managed to stop vomiting I unlocked the door and leaned back on the wall. "Ar, what happened?" he asked with terror as he sat down next to me and moved my hair to the to my other shoulder before putting his arm around me and held me tight against him. He looks almost as terrified about this as I feel.

I shook my head, "I don't know, I got out of interrogation and I lost it. I'm tired, and all of these emotions from the past are coming back up to the surface, and I'm in pain. Nothing good ever comes from Labor Day." I informed him as I started sobbing again. It's like now that I've started crying I can't seem to stop.

Tony kissed my sweaty forehead, "That is understandable. I know that you miss Alison, and I understand that it's been an... Insane day for you to say the least. How about we go home and take a nice hot shower, then I can put on an old movie so we can go to sleep?" he suggested as he helped me stand up and let me put my weight against him.

Because I had troubles staying on my feet without collapsing, Tony picked me up into his arms, "I don't miss Alison. We were all better off without her, it's the years after her death that have left all of this. She shouldn't have died, but in a way we were all glad that she was gone and out of our lives." I informed him as I had him set me back down at one of the sinks so I could wash out my hair.

Abby walked in to check on me then, "Oh my goodness, Aria! What happened to you?" she asked as she ran over to me so she could help Tony with my hair and look over my overall condition. I've never let myself be this weak since I've started working at NCIS, it is strange for them, and for me for that matter, to be showing any sign of weakness.

Tony nodded a thank you to Abby for helping him, "It's just the effects of a very long and hard day on her. I'm about to take her home for the night. I think she'll be better after a good night's sleep." he reassured Abby while he held the back of my neck up and positioned me to where I am laying across the counter. Perks of being short I guess.

I shook my head 'no' at Tony, "Tony you need to stay here and help Gibbs with interrogation. McGee was wired for sound on Caf-Pow's when I sent him to go get the evidence from the park. I'm sure that as soon as he gets back he will crash. Just get me to my desk. I keep pillows and fresh clothes for both of us in the trunk of the car, I will just sleep next to my desk, that way I can be here if anything happens." I attempted to convince Tony that I would be just fine staying here.

Tony didn't look too convinced that would be a good idea, "I don't think so, you need to get some space for the night, you need to go home and get some rest. You are exhausted and I know that you aren't going to sleep if we can stay here." he shot my wishes down before he even gave them a chance.

The water turned off and Tony helped me sit up, "Has anyone gone to check out our house since Melissa were there?" I questioned, there is still a chance that I'll be able to stay here tonight. I don't want anything to happen without me knowing about it. This case is personal. I know that you are supposed to be involved in a case that is personal to you, but this is different. I need to finish this case. I know that it's directed towards me because none of the girls have had anything like this happen to them.

A frustrated look came across his face, "Damn it. Okay, well there is a hotel a few blocks down. I'm sure that they have an open room for the night." he said, yeah, I'm definitely going to win this battle- he is running out of options.

I groaned at him, "I am not spending the night in a hotel room." I purposely made things difficult for my loving husband because I am hard headed and determined to get what I want. Wow, I feel like a five year old.

Abby sighed, "She can sleep on the futon in my lab. I was going to go drive McGee home then come back here to look over evidence, try to see if there is anything that I've missed. I'll be quiet, she should be able to get some sleep in there." she suggested. Thank you Abby, this is the perfect compromise between what I want and what Tony wants.

Tony didn't look too happy, but we really don't have any other options, "Alright. Could you go update Gibbs while I help her down there and get her some fresh clothes?" he requested as he picked me up again so I wouldn't have to walk without my crutches, and the fact that I'm still pretty weak.

She nodded her head, "Yeah, go take care of Aria." she said as she lead us out of the bathroom. She went back in the direction of the interrogation room where Gibbs is waiting for me to return so that we can talk to Jenna, and Tony took us to the elevator.

He kissed the top of my head, "I love you." he told me once we were in the elevator. There are lines of exhaustion on his face, and he looks like he could use some sleep almost as bad as I do.

I kissed his cheek in return, "I love you too, Tony. Make sure that you get some sleep tonight, I'm not the only one who looks exhausted." I requested as I started to rub his neck to help him relax. His muscles are all tensed up.

He nodded his head, "I will, but we need to get something out of them this evening. Before we go to talk to Jenna I'm going to go check on the BOLOs. If we have a hit I'll send someone to go pick them up and bring them here. BUT I don't want you to think about any of this stuff until you wake up in the morning. Sometimes it's good to space yourself, so you can come back with a clear mind." he told me as we entered Abby's lab and headed in the direction of her office.

I nodded my head, "Okay, now go get me something else to wear so I can get some sleep." I demanded as I started to make myself comfortable. You know I think Abby got this futon, not for herself since she doesn't seem to really sleep all that much, but for everyone else when we are working on a case and working some extremely crazy hours. I know that this isn't the first time I've crashed in Abby's lab in the last two years and I've been working here at NCIS.

Tony came back and few minutes later with one of his old t-shirts and basketball shorts, along with a set of work clothes and my purse so that I can start getting ready as soon as I wake up in the morning. I quickly got changed and was asleep by the time I laid my head down.


A/N The tolls of this investigation are starting to become obvious on the team in this chapter. What did you think? Please leave me a review and let me know!

XOXO ~ TotalCowGirl