Getting to the Root of it All

"Oh my goodness!" Linda Weatherly clapped her hands over her mouth as she heard Tony and Kate's tale. Gibbs wore his stony expression throughout the recount.

"Linda, how do you think we can ensnare him? We could probably lock him up for 2 counts of attempted murder." Linda peeked out from between her fingers. She was clearly very surprised.

"Two? Mark...?" Sasha turned to Gibbs, her face even stonier than his. She mouthed to him ' I haven't told her about Drew'.

"Drew isn't in such a good state," Gibbs finally decided to tell her. " Mark hurt him, quite badly. He's actually here for treatment." Linda paled rapidly. She shook her head in disbelief.

"Mark...he hurt his own son? Just because I told him that I wanted Sasha to MEET her father?"She placed her chin into her chest and started to cry. No one really knew what to say or do. Then Linda bravely wiped her tears and regained a straight posture.

" I know how to get him. That little...deserves it so bad." Kate turned to Tony, eyes wide.

"I thought she loved him," whispered Tony. Linda cleared her throat.

"I did love him. That was until he hurt the sweetest boy in the world, and tried to kill two innocent acquaintances of my daughter. I also think he wanted to kill me. He would've known I have a large inheritance. He spilt all that honey and treacle in the kitchen. " She turned to Gibbs.

"Mark has a fetish. A fetish for potatoes to be precise." McGee snorted. Linda nodded.

"Yes. He subscribes to a Mr Potato-Head blog and he gets weekly emails from this anonymous person...Sasha, what's the name?" Sasha thought for a while.

"Little Miss Potato Fan. I saw her once, she was on webcam. Her wall was covered with potato posters. She had black hair and I think she was a Goth..." Gibbs smiled his half-smile.

"I have a Goth. All we need is a hacked email and a date and time." McGee stood up.

"I'm on it boss. Sasha, could you tell me the email?" As Sasha typed in the email, Linda crossed her arms and looked at Tony. Her face furrowed as she thought.

"You know, you do look like Timothy." Kate frowned. Tony sighed.

"I don't know if any of my relatives are called Timothy. I'm sorry Linda." She shook her head.

"I should be sorry. By helping us, you risked your lives." He shrugged and smiled at Kate.

"It's what I do for a job Linda." She laughed as she placed a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Tony had to admit that she looked pretty good for a person who had a kid in their late teens. And she was a doctor too!

"It must have been tough Linda. Medical school whist having a young child at home."Now it was her turn to shrug.

"You learn to deal with what life throws at you, Tony. You must know that...am I right?" Surprised at the fact she had seen through everything in such a short time, he nodded slowly.

"How is tomorrow at midday? McGee's sent the email and we've got a reply already." Tony nodded.

"Let's get some justice done."