Gibbs walked casually into Abby's lab as if nothing had happened. Abby on the other hand…

"Hey Abs. What have you got for me?"

Abby slapped her silver fox, kissed it better, took her Caff-Pow and resumed typing.

Gibbs jumped from the unexpected blow, took back her Caff-Pow and asked again.

"What have you got for me."

"Another slap if you don't let me do my work. I wont kiss it better next time."

"Do you want this?" he asked shaking the drink.

"Yes, if it is free."

"Info first."

"Ziva is not happy with you." She said simply and snatched her drink then took a deep slurp.

"I already knew that."

"And that is all I know."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Background check."

"On?"

"Sophia Cane."

"Isn't she dead?"

"Should be."

"So?"

"So… I found that she was on a witness protection program, gave info to FBI about a marine she saw shooting another marine." Gibbs twitched, it was déjà vu, "Anyway she has a new name, new background, new life. It made her impossible to trace."

"But you did it anyway."

"You know me."

"I didn't know you would slap me."

"Good point, so you also didn't know that I didn't find her location I only know she is alive."

"I knew that."

"You did?"

"Yeah, or you would have told me first. You got the name for Sophia?"

"Michelle Kerr."

"Can't you just run her name through a search?"

"Why didn't I think of that?"

"Cause you're used to doing things the hard, complicated, doo-wacky way."

"I love it when you speak tech."

"Get me an address Abby." He said walking out.

"I'll find you Bella and I'll bring you home."