A/N: I got reminded the hard way that, when you work in an ICU, never think that you mighthave an extra few minutes to work on that story you have in progress. It almost guarantees a night from H-E-double hockey sticks. Not only will you never write down a word of the story, but also you will have to work over just to finish the paperwork that is required.
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After they got the body loaded into the coroner's van Lindsay and Ziva looked around, but could not locate which direction the assumed murderess left by so they decided to process the Brody House warrant.
The 4 investigators met the sheriff's deputy with the warrant at the Brody house. Luckily Brody's sister Louise was at home as the warrant that was granted did not allow them to break anything to enter. The Brody house search turned up four rifles, one shotgun and an additional handgun. A few of the rifles and the shotgun appeared to be antiques, but despite age all appeared to still be in usable condition. The sheriff's deputy who had come with them to serve the warrant had comment that was a pretty normal weapons haul for the area. The investigators also asked Raymond Brody's sister, Louise Brody to sit down and answer a few questions. Ziva and Lindsay teamed up to handle the questioning.
"When did you last see your brother?" Ziva asked.
"It was over two weeks ago when he left for Candletop. I was out earlier this evening so he might have been here then."
"Where did you go out to this evening?"
"A friend's house."
"This friend have a name?"
"Amber, Amber Bailey. She's Judge Bailey's daughter." Lousie mentioned. "We were planning my wedding, but I hear that isn't happening now."
"We will check on that."
"Here is a receipt for the guns and ammo we took," Lindsay explained while handing over a piece of paper to Louise Brody. "They will be returned to you after testing unless they are called into evidence."
"They better get returned," Louise muttered. "Those guys are the only things Daddy left us when he died."
"You handle the guns as well?" Lindsay asked.
"Yeah, I do some of the hunting. 'Specially when Raymond's gone. That's how we get most of our meat for the table. Irene grows a few vegetables out back and my secretarial job at Andy's real estate office helps a little to pay the bills when Raymond's gone for weeks or months at a time on a job."
"Then we're going to need elimination prints and DNA sample from you as well as a residual test."
While Lindsay was obtaining the prints, Ziva paced the living room. Danny observed his girl at work and the NCIS liaison officer pacing from the bedroom he was searching with Tony DiNozzo. Danny tried to think of something to converse with Tony about. Their female partners seemed like a logical choice. "Ziva falls pretty naturally into the bad cop to Lindsay's good cop. They seem to work well together considering they don't know each other's interview styles."
"Ziva doesn't really do good cop," Tony replied. "She has bad copy and super crazy Israeli ninja. Trust me it's kinda scary to see."
"I bet that would be scary to see." Danny continued to sort through items in the closet.
"She claims that before she came to NCIS she hadn't conducted an interview without inflicting pain."
"Are you serious?"
Tony shrugged and continued rifling through things in the dresser. "That's what she says. She was born into Mossad. Like the mafia, the Mossad's a family affair and they aren't nearly as squeamish as Americans about how they get things done."
