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Here's Chapter 2:

The NCIS building in Washington DC was home to a lot of places. Some of them pleasant to be at, some less pleasant… for certain people. Abby Sciuto's forensics lab was for most a pleasant place to be. Special agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs liked the forensics lab, he liked forensics scientist Abby Sciuto. She was efficient, she was thorough, she was a light in the dark, she was innocent. Well, innocent may be the father in him talking, but there was some kind of innocence in her. That's what Gibbs liked about her: she was submerged in the evils of this world every day, but she wasn't corrupted by them at all. He'd just checked in with her: she'd received all the evidence from the alley, although it wasn't much, and had assured him she would find something – he knew she would, she always did. Gibbs was now on his way to a room that, for many, held less pleasant memories. The interrogation room.

A witness for his current case was waiting for him there. The case involved an unconscious Corporal in an alleyway at about 7:30 this morning. It wasn't because of alcohol or drugs though. There were obvious signs of a bad struggle in the alley, and local cops who had responded to a call about gunshots had found two people. The first was the unconscious young man, who turned out to be a marine, hence NCIS's involvement. He'd already been brought to the hospital when NCIS showed up at the crime scene, and still hadn't woken up. The other person had been the young woman who was currently sitting in Interrogation. Gibbs entered a darkened room, and observed the young woman sitting on the other side of the large window.

She was beautiful, with shoulder length dark brown hair, dark eyes, a healthy complexion. She couldn't be any older than 28 or 29, about the same age as the young marine at the hospital. She'd been hurt too, but had been conscious when the cops arrived. Ziva had accompanied her to the hospital, where she got stitches for the gash on her arm, and where they treated her ankle. The doctor that had examined her had told Ziva the troubling news: the woman may be young, but her body had been through a lot. Her back had been bruised, possibly from hitting the alley wall, but the doctor had noticed other scars on her torso, and wounds that were already healing. She had twisted her ankle mildly, which could be why she hadn't gotten away before the cops got there. When treating her ankle, the doctor had found evidence of a gunshot in her leg that couldn't be any older than 2 years. This girl obviously had a tough life, but facial recognition or fingerprints hadn't given them any results yet, so she wasn't in the system. The doctor had told Ziva that the twisted ankle was probably the result of a bad fall, but he couldn't immediately tell what had caused the wound on her arm. It could have been claw marks or it could have been knives, but neither explanation seemed to add up… Gibbs looked at the white bandages that covered the woman's left arm from wrist to elbow. The doctor hadn't been able to suggest any weapon or animal that could have left those marks.

The problem was, that this woman was not offering up any explanations. Ziva had tried to interview her at the hospital, but that hadn't helped much. If anything, it had turned Gibbs's attention towards her, as a suspect. She didn't have any papers on her, or attempted to produce any. She claimed she didn't remember what happened, how she got hurt, who the Corporal was, or even how she got to the alley where she was found. Adding the fact that she had given them a false name, possibly hoping they wouldn't follow up on her, was enough reason for Gibbs to bring her in for questioning.

That's how it came to be that Gibbs was observing her from behind the one-sided mirror right now. He was trying to figure out who she was, what kind of person she was, and possibly how he could make her trust him, get her to talk. She was simply sitting there. Most suspects or witnesses were uncomfortable when waiting in there. They tend to look around, move in their chair, they can't sit still, they put their hands on the table in front of them, in their lap, and back on the table. It's not necessarily a sign of guilt, it's just human nature to be a bit nervous when being interrogated. Gibbs had seen suspects behave differently though: Marines that are trained in interrogation techniques for example. They tend to sit still, they find a position that is not uncomfortable, but not too relaxed either, and they stick to it. Then they find some fixed point in front of them, and focus on that, only moving their eyes every now and then to check their surroundings. The young woman in front of him reminded Gibbs of these highly trained marines. Her dark eyes seemed to be staring into nothingness, but he was sure that she had already analyzed the room she was in. Gibbs had the eerie feeling she was now looking straight at him. She was sitting straight in her chair, her hands on the table in front of her. She didn't seem scared, but he could tell she was breathing slowly: deep breaths in and out. It told Gibbs that maybe she was trying to keep herself calm. That would mean she had something to be nervous about. And Gibbs would find out what it was.

She changed the position of her arm slightly, her eyes narrowing for a second as she did. Gibbs nearly missed it. He remembered her doctor's words, about how the wound on her arm was quite deep, and probably very painful. And about how she had other, older wounds over her body. She was in pain, but she was used to it. She schooled her features almost perfectly. It maid Gibbs think she was a fighter. She was probably a little like Ziva in that aspect, could probably hold her own in a decent fight. How did a beautiful young woman like that get involved in a life this difficult? What even happened in that alley that morning? It was time to get some answers, Gibbs thought as he entered the interrogation room.

Yay! Chapter 2 is up! Next chapter will be somewhere in March... ;)