Author's Note: Thanks to Polgana being the first person to get it. The song I used to help set up the scene was "The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia."Written by Bobby Russell. Originally recorded by Vicki Lawrence. Reba McEntire made a cover of the song in 1991 which was also a hit. Although I borrowed some names from the Reba McEntire video as well. You can search for the video on YouTube if you want to see the whole scenario.


Ziva walked back in at that moment to see Danny & Lindsay entwined on the floor. "Oh! Umm, I have 3 sets of shoe impressions leading into the house from the rear. Two sets appear to be the same shoe. From the sizes I'd guess a male and a female. The female approached twice. And found some drag markings." Ziva glanced again at the NYPD pair who while they were still sprawled on the floor with Danny on top were now looking at her.

Tony noticed Ziva looking at the pair on the floor. "Working hypothesis," he said in way of explanation.

Lindsay noticed something in the ceiling. "Tony, there's a bullet hole in the ceiling above you."

Tony looked up. "Well, if there's only one shot fired from the gun and we think two bodies were killed with the same bullet, then who put a pullet in the ceiling?"

"And I walked for quite a while following the trail before I turned back," Ziva stated. "I do not think Brody had time to hide a body that far away and return in the amount of time between Highway Patrol hearing the gunshot and finding him standing over the body."

Danny stood up and assisted Lindsay to rise. "But if we assume Brody came in the back door and found Woloe here…"

Tony stood exactly under the bullet hole. "You can see both the front window and the back door clearly from right here. If he saw the patrol car he could have fired a shot to get his attention."

"And risk being arrested as the shooter," Lindsay said.

"Which he was," Ziva stated.

Danny inserted a directional rod into the hole in the ceiling. "Want to try to find the attic access?" he asked Tony.

"Sure" Tony replied.

"I'm going to collect some blood samples and see if we can find out the identity of the missing person via DNA." Lindsay said.

Ziva grabbed a few swabs to help her, but a solid piece in the blood pool caught her attention. She picked it up with a pair of tweezers and used the swab to clean the blood off. "Small, but it is a diamond."

"Could be cubic zirconium, " Lindsay replied.

"Never doubt an Israeli about a diamond."

"You're Israeli?" Lindsay asked with a bit of wonder in her voice.

"I am the Mossad liaison officer to NCIS. Hence, I am Officer David instead of Special Agent David."

"Oh!" Lindsay blinked. "So how does American crime scene processing differ from Mossad?"

"I would not know. I never worked a crime scene with Mossad."

"Never?"

"Never."

"The how…?"

"Since 9/11 I have worked counterterrorism. In that capacity I frequently worked with Director Shepherd. Of course that was before she became Director of NCIS. When I wanted a change, she gave me that chance."

"Oh."

Quietly they worked together and finished the sampling of the blood pool.