She couldn't believe she embarrassed her brother like that, in front of his co-workers to boot. She was tired, frustrated and still grieving for her husband. She had called the Director about the phone calls she had been receiving. 8 calls from 8 different numbers and no messages. She couldn't go to her brother with it, he would become overprotective and she didn't trust Gibbs not to tell him. The Director promised her he would get to the bottom of it without alerting Nick. She hoped he would find something sooner rather than later. Amanda was waiting for her outside of the dance studio as she pulled up. "Hi mom". "Hey sweetie" she replied back. She wondered what Nick was doing now. Maybe she should call him, or have Amanda do it...to see if he wanted to come to dinner…...meanwhile across town…..

….. Torres had just spent 3 hours working his frustrations out on the punching bag. His arms and fist were beat. But his mind was still going a mile a minute. The night guard had peeked in on him four times. Bishop stopped by on her way out. She looked like she was about to say something but he gave her a look and she left without a word. Great he thought she's mad at me to. He was just driving thru the city. His thoughts kept going back to the day Lucia had been discharged from the hospital after the car fire. She had been alone in her room as she had sent Amanda to the cafeteria. l He tried to make conversation with his sister but she wouldn't talk to him. He had finally asked the one question that was on his mind. "Lucia, why did you go to Argentina ?" She finally looked at him. "Why?" she said. "We didn't know what happened to you. You just disappeared. Your family didn't know, NCIS didn't know. We all thought you were dead. DEAD. Nick. Dead. I needed to know. So yeah, when I found out that you could be alive, I had to find out." "Lucia.." "No, Nick you don't get to be the victim here. My husband is dead. My daughter a has no father. Next time you go off and try to save the world by yourself I won't stop you." He didn't know what to say. He had just got up and went back to NCIS HQ, where he ended up making the best decision he had ever made. Becoming part of a team. He wasn't surprised when he pulled up to the dark house. He went to ring the door but remembered the door was never locked. He found Gibbs in the basement working on his boat. "Gibbs, I messed up." "yeah, two years ago, but not now Nick." Gibbs replied. "But Lucia.." "She knows..she'll come around. We just need to help her by finding Strand." Gibbs cut him off. After standing there for a few minutes, Gibbs finally looked up at him "You just gonna stand there or are you going to help"? Gibbs asked. As Torres picked up a sand block he wondered if Gibbs would give him a stake in the boat considering he has spent at least three nights a week helping build the thing. He didn't even like boats.