"Something's off." Gibbs stated much to Kate's irritation.

"Gibbs, I recreated it from McGee's photos. Gibbs, everything in here was A-L-S'd. All pertinent forensic evidence was sent to Abby for analysis, and then I rebuilt it from the photos. This room and everything in it is exactly as it was when we found it." Kate sighed as Gibbs straightened a lamp. A lamp was what was off, really?

"What is with his Fifties thing?" He was asking Kate to profile the killer.

"The Fifties represents an idealized time when the rules between men and women were simpler."

"This was an older guy."

"Actually, I think he was younger. As Tony said, a lot of the stuff in here is authentic Fifties, but a lot of it isn't. Some is Sixties. Some are reproductions. But it isn't pure."

"He couldn't get his hands on the real deal."

"I don't think it mattered. I think he put this room together based on his idea of a fantasy, rather than some remembrance of an ideal experience."

"Someone who grew up with it would be more pure?"

"Well, I think he'd want be as close to what he actually experienced as possible. Plus he didn't seem to have a problem with just picking up and leaving everything behind."

"How do we know that he didn't have to leave?"

Transferred. It's possible."

One of the guards in the evidence garage interrupted, "Ducky said her wedding ring was removed."

"Well, it makes sense that would be the one thing that he keeps in common from one bride to the next. You know, it might help if I could observe a re-enactment of the victim's life inside the chamber."

" Put someone in a wedding dress."

"Tony would look cute." Kate smirked.

"Nope. Off interviewing the victim's parents."

"Well, McGee then."

"No. McGee's with Tony."

"Abby?" Kate was running out of options.

"No, up to her tats in forensics tests." This was his idea.

Kate grinned, "Well what about you?" There was an awkward pause, "You won't have to wear the dress."

Gibbs stepped closer to the bed and lifted up a finger in come here motion. Kate gulped and hesitantly walked over to him then she felt the old cuffs in her wrists. Kate groaned, she knew he was up to something.

"Gibbs!" Kate pouted very clearly annoyed, "This is not what I had in mind, Gibbs."

Gibbs shrugged, "You wanted a re-enactment. Re-enact."

"I wanted to observe."

"I'm observing."

Kate threw her head back in exasperation before giving in. "Okay. She can make it to the toilet, but she couldn't make it to the threshold of the tunnel. I can't imagine what she must have gone through, Gibbs. How many months did she suffer before giving up and realizing she was never going to be found, that no one was ever going to hear her screams? She had nothing left to do but sit and stare at her own reflection."

"Hmm."

"What?" Did he not hear anything she just said?

"The rug. The spots." Kate's eyes flew over to the indentations in the carpet.

"Someone was standing there over and over again."

"Mm-mm. The pattern's wrong. It's not from a shoe or foot. It's too round - too large. She wasn't standing. She was kneeling."

"Enough to permanently wear an indentation in the carpet."

The two agents looked at each other, "Praying." They said simultaneously.

Kate reached for the file that she'd set on the dresser, but she had forgotten she was handcuffed to the bed. Panic began to wash over her as she realized she couldn't get free and her heart started racing.

"Gibbs…Gibbs, please take them off." Kate pleaded, her eyes wide like a doe's.

Gibbs took one look at Kate, who was beginning to panic and immediately un-cuffed her wrists. He mentally cursed himself for being so stupid.

"God, Kate, I'm sorry."

"I'm okay. I'm fine." Neither Kate or Gibbs were sure who she was trying to convince that she was alright.

"God, I'm an idiot. I'm sorry, Katie." You really are an idiot, Jethro. She was raped and you cuff her! What the hell were you thinking?

"Katie?" She tilted her head and stared at him.

"Nickname." He shrugged.

"Typically nicknames are shorter than someone's name. Kate is four letters, Katie is five."

"Shorter than Caitlin. Seven." He grinned.

"Nobody calls me Caitlin."

"Ducky does."

"Okay no one besides Ducky calls me that." You're lying, Kate. Ari called you Caitlin when he kidnapped you and while he raped you.

"Kate?"

"Huh?" Gibbs had snapped her out of her dark thoughts.

"You were in your own world."

"Yeah. I'm fine. Abby probably has something for you by now. I'm gonna get back to work."

Before Gibbs could say anything, Kate had already rushed out of her replica of the crime scene and into the elevator. He sighed he wanted to know what had gotten Kate upset after she'd been bickering with him. Was it him? He was the one that stupidly decided to handcuff her to the bed.

"Gibbs!" Abby exclaimed as he was about to leave her lab.

"What, Abs?"
"How's Kate?"

"Kate's fine."

"Are you sure? Because after she heard what Tony said she was really upset and she hasn't even come back to see me. Do you think she's mad at me? I know she's got to be mad at Tony. Wait, you do know what Tony said, right?"

"I know. Abby, she's…having a hard time. She's not mad at you."

"Okay." The scientist didn't look convinced.

"Boss, flight leaves in four hours." Tony announced across the squad room.

"Keep working the lead."

"But the lead is in Jacksonville."

"Work it." Gibbs growled as he got up out of his chair and subtly motioned with his eyes for Kate to follow him.

"You okay to fly?"

"I'm pregnant not an invalid." She glared at him.

"Just making sure."

"That it?"

"That's it. Abby thinks you're mad at her."

"What?"

"Talk to her, Kate."

"Okay."

"But remember we have a plane to catch!" He called after her.

Kate walked into the lab where Abby's music was blasting. Kate winced the music was actually hurting her head. Abby didn't seem to notice her so Kate walked over to the stereo and turned the volume way down.
"Hey!" Abby spun around as soon as Kate had touched the volume.

Kate leaned back against a cabinet. "Gibbs says you think I'm mad at you?"

"You're not?" Her friend asked tilting her head to the side.

"Why would I be?"

"Because I let Tony talk like he did. I didn't tell him to cut it out. But Kate, I did try to reason with him you know, explain."

"Abby, but it's not your fault DiNozzo doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut." Kate rubbed her belly as she remembered what had been said.

"How's little Jellybean?"

"We're good. Jellybean's not a fan out autopsy though." Abby smiled.

"Did Gibbs tell you that we're headed to Jacksonville?"

"He didn't tell me, I figured it out. Remember Kate, I'm a scientist."

"And you can kill someone without leaving a trace of evidence."

"I wouldn't ever kill you though. SO what's the deal with you and Gibbs? Something has changed, Kate. Spill."

"Abby!"

"Are you dating?" Abby persisted on.

"Sure." Kate wasn't entirely sure how to define their relationship. Somewhere along the lines of dating.

Kate grimaced as her friend shrieked quite happily and then gave her a bear hug.

"You can't tell anyone, Abs." Kate told her as soon as she was released from the hug.

"My lips are sealed." Abby made a zipping motion across her lips.

"Thank you. I'll see you when we get back."

"Be safe!"

Throughout their flight, Kate and Tony didn't say a word to each other. It was mainly Tony annoying McGee and Kate trying to get some sleep like Gibbs, who had been sleeping peacefully. Kate had begun to feel nauseous and somehow ended up slumped against Gibbs' shoulder with him rubbing her back. She blamed the motion sickness on Jellybean, she used to be Secret Service and on Air Force One more times than she could count.

"You feelin' alright, Kate?" Gibbs asked as they got off the plane.

"I don't know why they call it morning sickness when I'm nauseous now at four in the evening." Kate complained sleepily.

"We're gonna check in with Agent Melankovic and then I'm thinkin' we'll start fresh in the morning."

"Okay."

What Gibbs deemed as "checking in" really meant a nearly three hour debriefing and discussion on their course of action. It had been eventually determined that they'd have a team search the base for thermal signatures tomorrow as, most people they'd need don't work on Gibbs' time and had already gone home.
Kate was beyond grateful that they had a place to stay the night on Naval housing.

"Uh Boss, there are only two bedrooms and the couch and there are four of us." Tony had very obviously stated.

"Gonna have to share then. Kate gets one bed." Gibbs replied.

"What? Why does Kate automatically get a bed?"

Kate hid a smirk as Gibbs head-smacked Tony.

"Tony, she's pregnant." McGee answered the senior agent's question.

"Thank you, Tim. DiNozzo, I don't wanna hear any whining. You and McGee can share and I'll take the couch." Tony and McGee both obediently made their way to their room.

"Gibbs, we can share. The couch can't be good for your back."

"Kate, this ain't the first time I've slept on the couch."

"You're only furthering my point. It's not good for you. Gibbs, it's not that big of a deal. How many times have you ended up in-" Kate froze she wasn't sure how to finish her thoughts. He had ended up in her bed more often than not since she'd begun staying with him, but God, it was embarrassing to admit.
"Okay. But if you change your mind." He had understood what she was trying to say. Good.

"You'll be the first to know."

They got the master bedroom. Kate had pretty much tossed her bag to the side and climbed onto the bed. She was exhausted. Gibbs had come in after Kate and found her fast asleep. He tugged the blanket from underneath her and tucked her in, kissing her forehead before he left.

"I'm starving." Tony complained.

"Didn't you eat on the plane?" McGee asked.

"Probie, that wasn't food."

"We'll go grab something to eat if you stop complaining, DiNozzo." Gibbs growled. Tony looked up at his boss surprised.

"Of course, Boss."

"Where's Kate?" McGee asked realizing she had disappeared.

"She's grabbing some sleep." Gibbs replied casually.

Gibbs silently walked into their temporary bedroom. Kate was still sleeping.

"Katie, we're going to grab something to eat." Gibbs gently shook her trying to wake her.

"Mm tired." Kate didn't bother opening her eyes.

"You want us to bring you something back?"

"Sure. Kinda hungry, more tired."

"Alright. I'll get you somethin' 'kay?"

"Mkay." Kate buried her head back into the pillow. Gibbs kissed the top of her head and headed out.

"Come on. Lets go." Gibbs told Tony and McGee.
"Kate ditching us?" Tony asked.

"Kate's exhausted." Gibbs replied giving Tony the look.

"The first and third trimesters are the most tiring. She should have more energy soon." McGee added into the conversation.

"And you know this how?" Tony asked.

"Biomedical engineering. John Hopkins has a lot of students studying to be doctors."

"I see."

Gibbs really hoped McGee was right. He hated seeing Kate so tired and not herself. Though, he wondered how much of it was the pregnancy and how much of it was the aftermath of the rape.

Gibbs suffered through dinner listening to DiNozzo blabber on to McGee about movies and girls. He wanted to be back with Kate making sure she was alright.

Kate awoke to an unfamiliar empty setting. It was silent absolutely no sounds of life. The blankets were tucked in around her well, that wasn't anything new. Gibbs had been doing that for weeks after she'd been shivering underneath a couple blankets. As she sat up she remembered she wasn't at home err Gibbs' house. She groaned as she got up and stretched her tense muscles.

Kate heard a car and she grabbed her sig without a thought then, she heard the door open and Tony babbling. She exhaled a sigh of relief and quickly put the gun away before anyone saw her.

"Hey sleeping beauty's awake!" Tony announced and Kate glared at him.

"Shut up."

"Some one woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

"TONY, SHUT UP!" Her eyes welled with tears and she ran back to the bedroom, embarrassed.

"Whoa. What did I do?"

Gibbs followed Kate to the bedroom where she was clutching a pillow to her chest and crying into it. He sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"I don't know what happened. I just- He was driving me crazy."

"It's alright."
"NO! No, it's not. I just yelled at a coworker for no apparent reason."

Gibbs decided to change the subject. "Brought you back a burger."

Kate lifted her head up and smiled gratefully. "Thanks."

"No problem. Go eat. You've gotta be hungry." Kate's stomach growled confirming Gibbs' assumption.

Kate had nipped at her burger only finishing about half of it before she felt like she was going to puke if she ate anymore. She hadn't even wanted to eat that much of it but she could sense Gibbs watching her and she had to eat it…for the baby.

By the time Gibbs went to bed, Kate had been long asleep. He could tell by the way she was sprawled out, just a bit across the bed. When she went to bed she clutched the blankets to herself almost like she was a caterpillar wrapping itself in a cocoon, which was pretty adorable, not that he'd ever let that thought leave his mind. It was also pretty adorable how she had somehow ended up wearing his NIS sweatshirt.

God, Jethro you're completely smitten. Abby was right now don't screw up.

A rumbling stomach, her own actually is what woke her up. Kate slowly moved out of the bed as not to wake up Gibbs even though the man did sleep like a rock on a carrier. He mumbled something as she slipped out of his one-armed embrace.

Kate quietly looked through the refrigerator for something to eat, an apple. An apple with ranch dressing sounded good to her, really good. She washed off the apple and began to cut it.

"What are you doing?" Tony asked and Kate just about jumped out of her skin.

"Making myself a snack."

"You have an apple and a thing of ranch dressing, Kate."

"Yeah."

"Ranch isn't supposed to go on apples."

"Well it's going on this one."

"Okay." Tony sat down at the table and watched her.

"Do you need something?" Kate was beginning to get annoyed.
"Well…I um…kind of need to apologize." He stuttered.

"Rule 6."

"I guess I'm going to break it then. There's probably an exception. Kate, I'm sorry. Really sorry for being an insensitive asshole. I shouldn't have suggested that you abort even if you weren't there. Abby and McGee knocked some sense into me. Yeah, McGee."

"So why did you?"

"Kate, you're my partner. My partner! I screwed up big time. I'm supposed to have your back and I didn't. I should've looked out for you better, should've been more aggressive in trying to catch the son of a bitch before he hurt you again. I failed, Kate. It's my fault you were raped. I should've…should've done something!" Kate had never seen Tony look so hurt and crying.

"You're forgiven, Tony. But listen to me it's not your fault! How were you supposed to know that he'd. God, Tony you're an idiot." Kate began crying too and Tony got up and hugged her.

"I'm real sorry, Kate." He apologized again as he held her tightly.

"Is that Gibbs' shirt?" Tony asked as he let go of her and she went back to eating her apple slices with ranch dressing.

"Mhmm."

"Huh, so you and Gibbs are…?"

"Don't go there, DiNozzo." She glared at him.

"Alright. Going back to bed. Sleep well, Kate. I'm sure Gibbs will make sure of that." Tony winked at her.

"Go!"

"On it boss!" He mock saluted her and she stifled a laugh as he disappeared into the dark hallway.