Chapter 4

"What have you got for me Ducky?"

"Really Anthony, I just got back with Gibbs' third victim. Do you honestly believe I've had time to examine your young Marine?"

With his trademark smirk, Tony answered, "Come on, Ducky. I know you've run some tests and you want to tell me everything you've found out about Jeffers. Give me the dirt."

"Really, Tony, as you can see for yourself, I've barely had time to send young Palmer up to Abby with a blood sample and the scrapings from under his nails. I'll need just a bit more time with him before he'll give up the rest of his secrets."

Already walking back to the elevator, Tony said, "All right Ducky. I'll go see Abby. Call me the minute you find anything."

The doors shut and Ducky stood looking at the two perfectly healthy yet dead young people on his tables. "Oh dear, which one of you is ready to tell me your story now?"

"Abby, what have you found out from those blood and scrapings Ducky sent up here?" Tony asked as he walked into the lovely Goth's lab. "Why aren't you playing any music? I thought with Gibbs back, you'd be blasting away again."

"Hello to you too, Tony." Abby said with a smile. "I was just going to call you with these results."

"What are they and who is she?" Tony inquired while looking at the attractive, dark-haired woman in the lab.

"That's my new assistant, Carly. The Director gave her to me as a present."

Tony looked closer at the woman. "You don't have a grudge against me do you?"

Carly gave him an amused glance from her computer and answered, "Nope. Never knew who you were until you walked in here."

"Ok." Tony said and turned slowly back to Abby. "Abs, what are the results?"

"Well, the blood sample came back fine. Jeffers wasn't drugged or on drugs when he wrecked his car. What makes things hinky is that fact that the scrapings came back as a match to Campbell Webster. The same guy that Gibbs is on his way to pick up…."

Before she could tell him where, Tony was in the elevator on his cell.

"Well, how's that for appreciation?" Abby asked and Carly just shook her head, smiling.

"Abby?" Carly said.

"Hmm?"

"You can turn the music back on now. It helps me stay focused."

With a click of the remote, music once again blasted from Abby's stereo.