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"Clear The Air and Move On"
Chapter 10.
The next three days passed quickly.
People at NCIS had been really busy trying to find a good lead that would help them to capture the ''Woods Killer'' or, as Abby had dubbed him, the ''WK''. Unfortunately, they have soon realized that the killer was very good at hiding any clues that may have inadvertently been left behind.
They had been able to find a small trace of a male DNA on Amelia's cheek, but the sample was so too small to conduct a thorough investigation and find a match in all DNA databases in the world.
Day by day, Gibbs had become more and more unbearable and nervous so now, for different reasons, they all of them were hoping for Tony would return soon.
Ziva and McGee needed Tony to deflect Gibbs' anger and take all the head slaps that had started falling down on their heads like Autumn's leaves from a tree.
Gibbs needed his Senior Field Agent and his superior instincts way to analyze their cases and find unexpected leads.
xxxxxxx
At Georgetown University Hospital, Sandy had been really occupied with her job and especially with a little boy that had won her heart with his really heartbreaking story.
The almost 14-month little boy had been beaten and thrown down the stairs by his mother's last boyfriend. He had arrived at the hospital the day before Tony left to go to Denver and Sandy had had to operate him immediately because of an internal bleeding. After the surgery Sandy had found out that his mother didn't know who the baby's father was and she'd never christianized and named the child. She had just called him 'baby'.
Strange as it seemed, nobody knew the woman had delivered at home and she had never reported her son's birth. Although Sandy would have like to strangle that woman, she had hidden her anger and had asked the her to at least give her a name for his medical papers. With a shrug that woman had answered that she didn't care so Sandy had named the baby, Daniel.
''Daniel? Why?'' Cathy, the chief nurse, had asked . ''Because my boyfriend's second name is Daniel,'' Sandy had smiled.
They had decided to keep Danny in a induced coma so he could rest and heal, but the day Tony had called from Denver, his mother had tried to suffocate him with a pillow, because she didn't want to take care of an ill son and she was angry with him because of her boyfriend had ended up in prison.
After his mother's attack, Danny has slipped in a real coma, while his mother had been arrested. As soon as a lawyer had been appointed to her, she had renouced her maternal rights to the child. Danny had become the little hear throb of the entire Peditrician Department and Sandy spent all her spare time with him. ''You should adopt him,'' Cathy had whispered to her ear during a night. Sandy had just sweetly smiled.
Despite of all these events, the doctor had been able to find a therapist for Tony's father. Joseph Cold, had been an football offensive tackle in college but a car accident had ended his career. So, after the graduation he had joined the Marines Corps and had served in Desert Storm. After some years in the Corps, Joe had been honorably discharged. After his discharge he had become a nurse and a physical therapist.
A giant Marine. The perfect man to be Senior's therapist and full-time nurse. Sandy had grinned as soon as she had read his dossier.
xxxxxx
In Denver, the surgery to Anthony Senior's leg had gone very well and after a painful first night and a prescription for some strong painkillers, the older man felt ready to leave the hospital and go to DC with his son.
For his part Tony was not so happy to have his father at his place for at least a month, but DiNozzo also knew that if he had left his father alone in New York , he'd have felt even worse, so the younger man had sucked it up and paid to have them flow to DC.
''I'll repay you,'' Sr. had promised. Tony had just nodded and smiled.
I'm wondering what I'm going to do with him if I've got to work during the night. We'll need a night nurse and a therapist.
Now father and son were heading to Denver International Airport where a plane was ready to take them to DC in a few hours.
Can't wait to see Sandy. I really need some of her kisses and coddles... let's hope she and my father don't start fighting... and Gibbs. Don't forget Gibbs and your upcoming talk with him, Tony! And we've got a bad case too... I see rough moments in my future!
Washington DC
When the MCRT Boss entered the Lab, he was litteraly bowled over by a tornado with black pigtails, ''Gibbs! Gibbs! Gibbs!"
''Abs... let me go. I can't breathe,'' he whispered as he tried to escape from Abby's hug.
''Is he here? Are they in DC? Did he call you? Did you call him? How are they? Did they fight?'' she bombarded him with questions as she let him go.
''Who?'' asked Gibbs, confusion evident in his face.
''Who? Tony! Tony and his father!"
''They should arrive at Reagan National in an hour,'' he answered as he looked at his watch.
''Are you going there?''
''No, I've g...''
''No? Tony'll need help!" she protested.
''Then he'll have all the help he needs. Don't worry, Abby,'' he smiled. Only Gibbs knew that Tony had a girlfriend but he wasn't going to be the one to reveal his secret. Tony had asked Gibbs to keep what he knew about Sandy private because he wanted to avoid any intrusion by his friends and colleagues. Gibbs still remembered their talk in his basement.
''I know that this sounds weird from me, Gibbs, but... but Sandy's really important to me and don't want anything or anyone to ruin our relationship... I want to live my story in private for awhile then I'll tell them. Do you think I'm stupid?''
''Nope... I'd do the same. Actually, I did the same thing.''
''With Shannon?''
''Yes. We had beeing together for almost nine months before we told our parents and friends.''
''So is it right? I mean, what I'm doing is...''
''It's right, Tony.''
''Gibbs?'' Abby's voice brought him back to reality.
''Did you find anything new in your last tests?'' he asked.
''Yes and no.''
''Abby!"
''You're worried about Tony, Gibbs and you should go...''
''Abs!" Gibbs' glare didn't permit any further distraction or comments.
Of course I'm worried, but I've got to believe in Tony and in his decisions or he'll think that I don't trust him.
In the meanwhile Abby was saying, ''I've analyzed every fiber and any other thing we've found on Amelia's body...''
''And?'' Gibbs impatiently asked as he looked at the images on the plasma.
''And,'' she typed on her pc, ''I've found grass and small piece of insects; and this is normal since we're in a park.''
Gibbs just turned and glared at her. ''What's not normal is that I've found sand and residues of Iris giganticaerulea.''
''What?"
''It's a flower from Louisiana. Actually, it's been declared as the official state wildflower in Louisiana in 1990. My grandma used to cultivate them in her garden. They're blue or purple-blue and they're beautiful, Gibbs. My grandma used to...''
''And this is important for our case because...''
''Because this flower is not common in Maryland or Virginia. Usually it grows in swamps so it needs really humid soil. I've checked and there's only one place in Rock Creek Park where they've planted this flower.'' She hit a button on her keyboard and a map of the park appeared on the plasma. ''Here! Next to the Rolling Meadow Bridge.''
Abby smiled and Gibbs did as well. Finally a lead!
''Thanks, Abs,'' he said as he headed to the elevator.
''Hey! I'm not done! I've got more!" she recalled out to him.
''What?'' he asked as he rejoined her.
''Ducky found sand under the victim's feet and we know that not far from the Rolling Meadow Bridge there's Rock Creek Park Public Golf Course and about 650 meters from the bridge there's a sand trap.''
''Bunker.''
''What?'' she turned to look at him.
''It's called a bunker, not a sand trap.''
''Do you play golf, Gibbs?'' Abby asked, her voice containing a hint of surprised.
''Nope. Tony told me that.''
Abby grinned as she kept on with her explanation. ''Likely, Lt. Hart walked on that bunker before WK left her to die.''
xxxxxxx
Sandy had told Tony that she meet them at the airport to help him with his father, but both of them knew that she just wanted to keep an eye on Sr. and be sure that he wouldn't do anything to take advantage of his son.
She had rented an SUV so Tony's father would be more comfortable and had headed to Reagan National Airport. Now she was impatiently waiting at Gate 3. The flight from Denver had landed 15 minutes ago.
Finally! She thought as soon as spotted Tony pushing his father's wheelchair. Tony's definitely tired and nervous... I can tell by from his fake smile and his tightened jaw... on the contrary, his father's as happy as a child at Luna Park... that man is incredible!
''Tony!" she called to him.
As soon as Tony heard her voice, his face brightened up, his shoulders and jaw relaxed and a real DiNozzo smile appeared on his face. ''Hi, honey!" he said as they reached her and he finally kissed his girlfriend.
After a sweet kiss and greeting Sr., Sandy went with them to the baggage claim and the escorted to the parking lot.
''Do want to drive, amore?'' she asked Tony while he was helping his father to settle in the back seat.
''No, I'm fine,'' he smiled as he sat in the passenger seat.
''Do you trust me?'' she joked.
''Always,'' Tony whispered as he softly smiled, leaned forward and kissed her.
That single word meant a lot for both of them. Sandy knew that Tony was telling her that he trusted her in every aspect of their life and that he would let her help him during the next not-easy days.
''Ready to go home?'' she asked happily.
''Sure!" Tony and his father answered as Tony made himself comfortable on the seat and bulked his seatbelt.
''I've found the perfect help for you," she informed them as she took the turn to DC.
''Really? Who?'' asked her boyfriend.
Sandy took a quick look to the rearview and saw Sr. glaring at her. ''Oh, he's perfect!"
''A man?'' asked Sr claerly annoyed.
''Yes. Well, actually he's a giant.''
''A giant?'' asked Sr. clearly worried.
''Yes. Joe's a former college football offensive tackle and a honorable discharged Marine who fought in Desert Storm.''
''Like Gibbs?'' Tony enthusiatically asked.
They both heard Sr. snorting from the back and they exchanged an understanding grin.
''Maybe he knows your boss, Tony,'' Sandy continued. ''However, Joe's a highly respected therapist and a full-time nurse, so when Tony needs to work in the night, Anthony, you'll be well cared and never alone,'' she added as she looked at Sr in the rearview.
The older man nodded as he gave her a perfect fake smile.
Sandy stopped at a traffic light and looked at Tony. He mouthed, ''He hates you.'' She nodded. ''And I love you,'' he softly smiled.
''I know,'' she whispered back as she winked to him.
xxxxxxx
''McGee! Ziva! Abby's got a lead!" Gibbs barked as he exited the elevator. ''Lt. Hart walked on a bunker of the park golf course and then passed by the Rolling Meadow Bridge,'' he added as he sat down at his desk.
Tim had already put the park's map on the big plasma. ''Boss, we found her body in the woods between Bingham Drive and Beach Drive, where the bridge starts.''
''So she walked through the golf course, passed next the bridge, crossed the road and then...'' Ziva trailed off.
''Yep,'' answered the boss.
''And nobody saw anything? I don't pay it!" Ziva exclaimed.
''Buy it, Ziva,'' smiled Tim.
''Buy. Noted.''
''She's right, boss.''
''Likely he took her there in the middle of the night so nobody could see them,'' answered Gibbs as he stood up. ''Grab your gear! We're going back there,'' he ordered as he pointed to the map on the plasma.
DiNozzo, I hope you didn't miss the flight or I'll head slap you until the end of the world! This case needs your weird mind!
When the elevator doors closed McGee, standing behind his boss, said, ''Gibbs there's one thing that we don't understand.''
''Just one?'' the team leader asked still staring at the elevator doors in front of him.
''All victims have circular or oval bruises on their necks, or clavicles or on the internal part of their thighs near the knees.''
''Yes. Ducky said that they're too neat and that there's no blood under those bruises, so likely they weren't caused by a beating. I don't understand,'' Ziva added
Gibbs just sighed. Me either.
TBC
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