A/N: Still don't own the stories. Just want to say that I kinda put a challenge in here, just to see who the curious ones were. Shoot me a review with your answer. On with the show. . . story really.

Chapter 4: The letter and the … (what? You thought I'd actually tell you? (shakes head and sighs)

When Harry and Ziva got back to the yard Harry went down to the lab to hand the envelope to Abby.

"Hey, Forge."

"Gred, what you doing down here?" Abby asked.

"Perp sent a letter to us via . I was hoping that you would dust it so we could see if he has record and then catch him." Harry said.

"I will get right on it Gred." Abby said.

"Thanks, Forge." Harry said as he walked out of the lab.

In the bullpen Harry looked over the list Dennis had dropped off while he was at the Henderson's. Except for Dennis, Harry didn't know anyone on the list. Figuring that it was going to be a long night, he called Ginny.

"Hey, hon." Ginny said, as she answered.

"Hi Ginny. Could you make five wakefulness potions and bring them over?" He asked.

"Sure. I'll have to find Teddy's potion book but yeah I'll do it." Ginny assured him.

"Thank you. You're a life saver, hon. Love you." He said.

"Love you too. See you then." Ginny said before Harry hung up.

Harry tried to make a list of people he knew had a grudge against him that could be committing the crime but everyone he could think of was, happily for him, serving a life sentence. Deciding that maybe he was barking up the wrong tree he went to visit Ducky for confirmation.

"Hey Ducks." Harry called.

"Harry my boy, what are you doing down here?" Ducky asked.

"Came to ask if you could profile the perp for me." Harry explained.

"Difficult one huh?" Ducky concluded. Harry nodded in response.

"Well from what I remember of the crime scene." Ducky began. At this Harry pulled out pictures of the crime scene.

"Thank you my dear boy." Ducky said.

"One more thing. This murder imitates a death from my past." Harry said.

"Thank you for that. The murderer wants you to notice them. The murderer also feels that you've left your roots and wants you to come back to them. That's why they imitated a death from your past. That's all I can give you right now." Ducky said.

"Thanks, Du. . ." Harry fell silent. He cocked his head and picked up a pic.

"Thanks, Ducks." Harry said as he rushed out of the lab.

"Abby can you blow this up so I can read the inscription?" Harry said excitedly.

"Sure Gred." Abby said, as she pulled up the jpg. file. Zooming in Harry smiled.

"BINGO!" He cheered pumping his fist.

"What? It's mumbo jumbo." Abby said.

"No it's backwards and you can't trust the spaces." Harry said absentmindedly. The inscription read: tne muono mnot ginihs aWeh tta m 'Ie MP LEH.

Harry wrote them down on a piece of paper. So it looked like this: HELPMEI'mattheWashingtonmonoument. Abby jumped in at this point and added slashes so it looks like this: HELP/ME/I'm/at/the/Washington/Monument.

"Thanks Forge." Harry said with a kiss on top of her head.

"Hey Gred, catch." Abby yelled out as she tossed the letter. Harry caught it and opened it, not even slowing down.

The letter read: Dear Agent Potter,

How are you feeling? I am doing well. How are you liking my little game so far? Let me lay down some rules. First, if you break any of the rules I lay down I will kill someone other then those I have a plan for. Second, you can't tell anyone outside of your team, forensic scientist, ME and his assistant about this game or the rules. Third, the above mentioned parties are also bound by the same rules. Fourth, any attempt to beat me to a crime scene is forbidden. The only way you can catch me is to find me in my lair. Fifth, you and only you, Special Agent Harrison James Potter, can do the interrogations. Sixth, you will receive letters from me from time to time, think of them as mile markers. After this one only Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs can open and read them.

Sincerely,

Your true soulmate.

After Harry read it he headed up to the bullpen. When he got there he saw Ginny sitting on his desk. He smiled and put the letter into his inside suit coat pocket.

"Hey beautiful." He said, wrapping her in a hug.

"You're not too bad yourself, slick." Ginny said. She then kissed him.

"Here are the wakeful potions." She said.

"Thanks, I owe you five." He said, kissing her once again.

"I'll collect and don't you forget." She said.

"I'm counting on it." He replied as she slid off his desk. Harry stared after her until she turned. Harry sat down and made two calls, one to Ducky and one to Abby. He asked them to meet him up at the bullpen. Just then Gibbs walked in. Harry stood up and handed the letter to Gibbs. "I think you'll want to read this." Harry said. Gibbs nodded. A few minutes later Ducky, Palmer, and Abby arrived.

"Potter." Gibbs said. Harry gave him a look that said. 'Gee, thanks.'

"Essentially we've been drafted into a game by the perp. She's laid down the rules. First, any rule breaking will result in a dead body. Second and third are pretty much the same. We can't tell anyone anything about the game. Fourth, we can't try to beat her to a crime scene. Fifth. I'm the only one allowed to interrogate the suspects. Sixth, letters will arrive and only Gibbs can open and read them outside of that one." Harry said, pointing to the letter in question.

"What makes you think the perp is female?" McGee asked.

"How she signed it. 'Your true soulmate.'" Harry said.

"This is going to put a pain in the investigation." Ziva said.

"Cramp, it's going to put a cramp in the investigation." Tony whined.

"That it?" Palmer asked. Harry nodded. The group went their own ways; Ducky and Palmer to the autopsy room, Abby to the lab, Gibbs, Tony, McGee, and Ziva to their desks and Harry to the evidence room.

When Harry got there he quickly checked in. Going to the mirror he quickly checked the inscription. It was different. It said: 102m oo rads ehta btam' IME P LE H. He quickly unscrambled it and went to the bullpen.

"I've got a location." Harry announced