Probie - Part 2 of 3
Tony and Fuscoe drove back from the restaurant soon after Gibbs, Ziva and McGee had left.
"So, how long have you been an agent?" Fuscoe asked DiNozzo.
"Nearly 10 years." Tony said. "I was in Baltimore PD before that."
"Homicide?" Fuscoe asked.
"Yep."
"How long have you worked for Gibbs." Fuscoe asked.
"Same time I have been at NCIS. Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering, it's just, I get the impression that he's not the friendliest of bosses."
Tony laughed. "Once you get to know him." Tony then paused. "He doesn't get any better." Both agents laughed.
Tony and Fuscoe walked back in to the squad room where Ziva and McGee were busy working at their desks.
"Don't bother sitting down." Ziva said as Fuscoe walked past.
"Me?" Fuscoe asked.
"Yes. We are going to a bar that was a scene of a fight that the marines were involved in." Ziva explained.
"The Lion's Den?" Fuscoe asked.
Ziva looked at Fuscoe, confused. "How could you have possibly known that?"
Fuscoe laughed before saying. "Well, the Director did say that I would have valuable insight "on the case."
"Hmm." Ziva looked curiously at the new probationary agent. "Ill drive" She then said. As they walked off towards the elevator Tony shouted.
"Ziva! Don't kill him on his first day."
"You know, it would be a lot better for the case if we made it to the bar in one piece." Fuscoe told Ziva as the sedan reached over 100 miles per hour. However, Ziva took no notice of the comment and instead asked.
"So tell me, how did you know what bar the marines were at?"
"When I was friends with Jerry's brother Nick, we would always stop by there so that Nick could get some money of Jerry. I went in a few times and every time it was always the same five men, sat around drinking." Fuscoe explained.
"Are you still friends with the brother?" Ziva asked?
"No, he died in a car accident last year. The other guy didn't even stop."
" Did the police ever find him?"
"The police had better things to do apparently, they stopped investigating after a few days when they had nothing to go on. It's one of the reasons I joined NCIS, so that I could help everyone who had been victim of a crime, not just ones victims of major crimes."
Ziva looked at Fuscoe for a few seconds before saying. "That's nice Agent Fuscoe, your friend would be proud."
Gibbs walked through the squad room where he saw Tony and McGee working hard.
"Hey boss." McGee said as Gibbs walked past.
"What is it Tim?" Gibbs replied.
"I managed to find out who the sixth man in the group was."
"Who?" Gibbs asked. McGee stood up and pointed the controller at the plasma, Tony then followed and joined the two at the screen.
"His name is Nick Donaldson, he is the brother of Jerry Donaldson, the victim Harry ID at the crime scene." Gibbs eyes narrowed as he registered the information given to him by McGee.
"Problem boss?" Tony asked.
"It doesn't make sense, Fuscoe told me that Jerry's brother died in a car crash last year. Why would he lie?"
"Could be a different brother" Tony suggested. Both agents looked at McGee.
"I checked Jerry Donaldson's record, he only has one brother, both parents died five years ago."
Gibbs paused for a second to think before saying. "Where is Vance?"
"I think he is in MTAC." Tony said. "Do you want me to get him?"
"No, i will go to him" Gibbs said, as he walked past the agents and towards the stairs leading up to MTAC, only turning back to saw. "Find me the victim in that video McGee, I need to talk to him."
The busy chatter in MTAC was louder than normal. There was a live feed of an ongoing operation in the middle east on the screen, Director Vance was talking to someone in the front row of seats.
"Mind if I interrupt." Gibbs said as he sat down the other side of Vance.
"I will talk to you later, Agent Bowyer." Vance said before turning to Gibbs. "Hows the case going Gibbs?"
"Foscoe and Ziva are following a lead now, but it's Foscoe we need to talk about."
"How so?" Vance asked.
"On the ride down to the scene he told me that his best friend was one of the victim's brother."
"He told me the same, what's the problem."
"Did he also tell you that his friend died in a car accident?"
"Yes he did. What are you getting at Gibbs?"
"Leon, I have evidence that proves that his friend is still alive."
"What evidence."
"A video that shows the five marines and the brother beating up a man outside a bar. The footage was taken less than two weeks ago."
"And you are sure it's the same person?"
"Positive"
"Alright. When Fuscoe gets back we will both talk to him. But for now we have a man who killed five marines on the loose. That is our main priority. Find him Gibbs." Gibbs stood up and walked back up the stairs before saying to himself.
"What if we already have."
Ziva and Fuscoe walked in to the bar, which at the early afternoon time, was fairly empty.
They headed straight towards the bartender who was stood behind the bar talking to a customer.
"Excuse me. Could we talk to you for a moment please" Ziva asked the bartender.
"You can talk to me if you like." The customer said, looking at Ziva.
Ziva laughed before taking out her ID. The man grunted and then slouched away.
"You will have to excuse him, he has already had a few todau. I'm Max, Can I help you?" The bartender asked.
"Yes. I am Special Agent Ziva David this is Agent Harry Fuscoe. Do you recognise any of these men?" Ziva asked as she displayed photos of all five of the marines.
"Sure. That's Mike, Tom, Jason, John and Jerry. There regulars in here. Did they do something wrong?"
"I don't know, did they?" Ziva said to the bartender.
"Rumour going round is that they beat up this guy a couple of weeks ago. All I know is that they haven't been in since."
"Do you know who the victim was?" Ziva asked.
"No, but Brad might, he was working that day and was the one that told me about is out the back I will go get him."
"Thank you." Ziva said. "Recognise him?" She asked Fuscoe.
"No, but i've never ordered anything in here before so I would know any bartender." Fuscoe replied.
"What about the man he was talking to, seen him before."
"Yeah, he was in here once when I came in. But last time I am pretty sure he was talking to someone. That is all I remember about him, it was nearly a year ago."
"Agents David, Fuscoe. This is Brad." The bartender said.
"Hi." Brad said.
"Hi. I was told by Max that you told him about these men having a fight a couple of weeks ago."
"That's right. Except there was six of them, not five. The other one was younger than the others. They followed another customer outside and none of them came back. When I went out for a smoke an hour later there was blood everywhere."
"Did you call the police?" Agent Fuscoe asked.
"What's the point, they're not interested in bar fights they wouldn't have done anything about it."
"Do you mind if we take a look?" Ziva asked.
"Sure it's through that door at the back." Brad told them
"Thank you." Fuscoe followed Ziva out the door and in to the alley.
"Woah" Fuscoe said when he walked out.
"That's a lot of blood." Ziva added. "Get pictures, i'll collect blood samples for Abby."
"Whose Abby?" Fuscoe asked.
"Our forensic scientist, I'm sure you will meet her soon enough."
The loud music blared out then speaker, spreading a ear blowing noise through the lab. Abby Sciuto was hard at work, the loud noise, along with a caf-pow, making her work even harder.
"Abby!" Gibbs had to shout to even be heard. Abby turned around before turning off the music.
"Hey Gibbs" Abby said.
"Did you get a print of the memory thingy?" Gibbs asked, showing off his full technical knowledge."
"It's a memory stick, and as a matter of fact I did. Whoever put it there tried to wipe it clean but I found a partial right on the end. I am running it through AFIS now."
"Good, anything else?"
"Well there wasn't really anything else to work with apart from the shotgun and the memory stick. And because the shotgun was wiped clean of prints and had no serial number on it that was a dead end. If I get a match on the prints I'll call you."
"Alright Abs good job" Gibbs said before walking out.
Ziva and Fuscoe walked back towards the squad room, which was currently empty.
"Harry, could you take the samples down to Abby, use that lift over there." Ziva instructed.
"Sure." Fuscoe replied, walking back towards the elevator. When the elevator arrived at his floor the doors opened to reveal Director Vance stood there, alone. Fuscoe stepped in. "Director Vance" Fuscoe nodded at the Director, who nodded back. "What floor is the forensic lab?" He asked.
"Don't worry, the elevator's already heading there." Vance said. After a short silent journey the elevator stopped and the doors opened. Fuscoe stepped oit but was immediately back inside again, followed by Gibbs. Gibbs pressed a button on the elevator but a few seconds later flicked the emergency switch, so that no one else could get in.
A/N: not really much to except for hope you are enjoying it so far and please review. Thanks.