NCIS

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SUMMARY:

A Twelve year old girl comes to NCIS. Getting close to the gate, she request to see...Agent McGee? Then passes out…who is she and what does she know?

CHAPTER 3: RESTARTED ROMANCES AND WORKING THE CASE…

Gibbs had made a call on the way out of the hospital and had a NCIS agent put outside, Ali's room. She was the only witness they had found that was willing to talk, but couldn't right now...because she was still in recovery.

THE CRIME SCENE...

When they arrived Ducky was already at work.

He said that the two had not been dead more than about two and a half hours. They had been shot as far as he could tell that could be the cause of death.

"Though I won't know for certain..." Ducky had gone on to say what he always said when Gibbs asked him.

It seemed too simple...some things always do.

Before they were done processing the scene Ducky and Palmer were already loading the bodies up to take them back to NCIS.

Gibbs, Tim, Ziva and Tony had been left to continue the search of the scene, take other statements and take pictures.

They came across a blue backpack that had to be Ali's, but did not really find anything else that related to the case.

No one else had come forward saying they had heard or seen anything, it seemed no one wanted to get involved.

NCIS...
SQUADROOM...

They had gotten back to NCIS about two hours ago and McGee had taken the evidence down to Abby, but never came up.

Tony had noticed that there had been something different...more different than normal about, McGeek. He was hiding something and Abby had shown up before, he could really investigate what it was.

Tony and Ziva had set to work to see what they could find. Gibbs was gone...

"Hey, Ziva..." Tony called after looking around. "What, Tony?" Ziva asked without looking up. "Did you notice that McGeek was acting a little differnt today?" Tony asked. "What do you mean by different?" Ziva asked. "Well, Abby came up this morning and then he hasn't come up from her lab since we got back." Tony pointed out. "Tony, there was..." Ziva began. "We didn't bring back that much evidence, it wouldn't have taken those two long...ow! Hey, boss!" Tony said looking up. "Have you got anything on our dead marine? Or have you just been talking?" Gibbs barked he had heard every word of what Tony had said.

"This is..."

She pulled up the history and name of the dead Marine

"...is Marine Lance Corporal, Kyle William Sullivan." Ziva told Gibbs. "We're still working on the rest, boss." Tony told him. "Glad to see you got some work done." Gibbs said sitting down and looking at the paperwork on his desk.

Gibbs to had noticed something about Tim and Abby, if he was right they had probably gotten back together...

'Took them long enough, I'll talk to them later and tell them not to let it affect their work.' Gibbs thought.

NCIS...

ABBY'S LAB...

Once the team had gotten back to NCIS, Tim said he was taking what little evidence he had down to Abby. He was just getting more irritated then usual with Tony and him being nosey.

The bullet that had been taken out of Ali had been brought, back with other evidence from the crime scene they went to. Jimmy had come a little while after Tim and Abby started going through the evidence, bringing them four other bullets and other things for Abby to analyze.

Just as Abby finished with the bullets and stated to work on the other evidence, Gibbs had walked in.

"All I can tell you so far is all five bullets came from a .45 GAP..." Abby had told Gibbs everything she could.

Gibbs had given Abby her Caf-Pow and walked out of the lab.

"Did you find out who the girl is?" Abby asked. "Yeah, her name is Ali and her sister, Bridget...is a friend of Sarah's. Ali usually walks home from school, but was supposed to wait for Bridget to pick her up today. They were supposed to go visit their parent's graves... He explained and Abby turned to look at him. "What happened to them?" Abby asked. "They were killed in a fire last year. Ali is the only family Bridget has let. Sarah told me that Ali and Bridget are very close." Tim told her.

After a few minutes they turned back to the evidence. Abby processed the blood that had been found at the scene. She had found out the blood was not only from the victims, but that's when things got hinky.

She had found something...

"Timmy, she has a brother!" Abby said and showed him her discovery. "We still don't have any idea who she is though. Her brother..." Tim began. "Why would her twin brother kill her?" Abby muttered and got back to work.

It was like a blood bath, because they now had blood from four people...

Jane Doe, what looked to be a brother, the dead Marine and...Ali.

2200 HOURS...
TIM'S APARTMENT...

They had finally finished for the day an hour ago, now Tim sat at his desk thinking. A lot had happened since last Friday, including the one thing he had been wanting for so long...

FRIDAY NIGHT...
21:30 HOURS...

He had just been sitting there in front of the type writer for the past ten minutes or so and couldn't think of anything to write. He was just sitting and thinking about Abby, when there was a knock at the door. He got up and opened it, it seemed like she had read his mind...Abby was standing in the doorway. He stepped back and she came in.

"Ab, what are you doing here? I thought you had..." Tim began, but she turned to face him. "I did have plans, they just ended early." He could tell something was wrong, by the sound of her voice. "Abby, what's wrong?" Tim asked as they both sat down on the couch. "I was on a date..."

That stung and he felt a little jealous.

"...but the whole time I couldn't stay focused." Abby told him. "Why?" Tim asked. "Because I was thinking of...us," The last word came out in a whisper, she did not look at him and he looked at her unsure if he had heard right.

"Us, Abby, you ended it with us." Tim told her and then saw the tears in her eyes. "I know I've been out on hundreds of dates since...none of them ever felt right. I would always end up thinking about you." Abby said and this time she did look at him.

Now they were looking each other in the eye and neither could think to break the spell. After that he had kissed her or maybe it was the other way around.

Then the rest of the weekend they talked, as they watched movies he laid back and she laid her head on his shoulder. They discovered things about each other and just started to get to know each other...better than they already did. It seemed whatever had started when they first met was still there. She had stayed the entire weekend, until last night. She said she had to get home and as much as he hated to see her go...she left.

Now it was different, they had started again what they had once had. They were dating again and every part of the relationship they had before.

(You can guess what I'm hinting at here.)

PRESENT...
MONDAY NIGHT...

Tim came out of his thoughts and looked at the time it was almost 23:00 hours. Who would be at his door? With a sigh, he got up and after seeing who it was opened the door.

"Sarah, what are you doing here?" Tim asked. "I was in the waiting room with Bridget and she finally got to go back to see, Ali. I waited for her to come back out and dropped her off at home, and then I just ended up here. I did realize it was so late, I didn't mean to w..." Sarah began. "You didn't wake me up, Sarah. I was just thinking." Tim told her. "I also wanted to tell you that...Ali wants to talk and tell you what she saw." Sarah told him. "Thanks, Sarah. I'll go by in the afternoon." Tim said. "All right, I'll see you tomorrow." Sarah said and started to leave.

Then before Tim could say anything more Sarah was gone.