Author's note - I broke up today! Woop! I've just watched the last ever episode of Body of Proof and I swear to God I half fangirled half cried at the end. I'm still crying now! Anyway, reviews are always welcome. Enjoy!

Tony and Ziva pulled out their guns and shouted at the men. The men looked up and their eyes widened in horror before they dropped the envelope and raised their arms. The two agents moved slowly towards the men and arrested them, Ziva also picking up the envelope. Charles watched as they walked back to the car and drove to the Navy yard.

"What were you doing at the bench?" asked Gibbs. He had been interrogating the man for half an hour now and all he had gotten was his name: Andreas Fernandez.

"I'll tell you again, I don't know what you're talking about."

"You were found shoving an envelope containing $10,000 under a bench. We have a witness who says that he saw you putting more envelopes under that same bench!"

"Fine! Okay so I was putting the money there."

"We also know that the money was payment for robbing peoples houses."

"Yes I paid people to rob houses but the guy I was with, my brother, he says which houses to rob."

"So its a family business?"

"Yes. Pedro is in charge though."

"That's the man you were with?"

"Yes."

Pedro Fernandez now sat opposite Ziva. Gibbs had decided to let her interrogate the man as he thought she would get more out of him, after using various methods.

"Mr Fernandez."

"You can call me Pablo." He smirked at her.

She smiled back, trying her best not to be sick. "What were you doing hiding $10,000 under a park bench?"

"It was for my friend. He is in great need of the money. You see, his house has collapsed and he needed an extra $10,000 to cover the insurance payments. I'm a good man." He winked.

"So it wasn't because you were paying a man to rob houses?"

"That is ridiculous! Where on earth did you get that idea?" He scoffed.

"Your brother. He told us everything. The family business, the burglaries, everything. A confession from him is enough to put you away from a very long time but if you help us then that sentence might be reduced."

His cocky smirk fell. "What do you wanna know?"

"Why did you want Charles close to steal a dagger from Mrs Mary Reynolds?"

"I was Bethany Roberts' boyfriend. She promised me that dagger in her will then when I found out it would go to Mary I got angry. I wanted it back."

"Why did Mary have the dagger before Bethany was killed?"

"Look, I overheard them talking. Bethany said that she thought it was best if Mary took the dagger then."

"How long ago was this?"

"About two weeks ago. I stole it a few days later."

"Bethany was killed just under a week ago with the same dagger that you just admitted to stealing."

He went quiet. "Are you accusing me of murder?" He asked.

"I'm telling you the facts."

"I loved her. I wouldn't kill her. I couldn't kill her."

"Why does it look like you did?"

"Listen, I knew Mary."

"How?"

"She'd come by every so often when I was with Beth, always got the feeling she didn't like me."

"Wait, you've met Mary before?"

"Yeah. I know I should've said something earlier but I didn't think you would actually accuse me of murder. I saw her the other day. She stared for a while then screamed at me for stealing her dagger. Strange because I gave it her back about a week ago...just before Beth was killed." It dawned on him what he had said. Ziva rushed out the room. On her way out, she bumped into Gibbs.

"Sorry!" She exclaimed.

"What's up?" He asked as he held her shoulders.

"It's the brother. He said he gave Mary Reynolds the dagger back a few days before Bethany was killed."

"If she killed Bethany then why would she kill the other wife?"

"Maybe she was the real killer of the four husbands and the Ms Springer was going to talk."

"Good work Ziva."

Mrs Mary Reynolds sat once again in the interrogation room opposite Gibbs. He stared long and hard at her, sipping his coffee without loosing eye contact. She was nervous. That was obvious. Gibbs swallowed then spoke. "Ms Reynolds. You know this man don't you?" He slid a picture of Pedro Fernandez across the table. A glimmer of recognition shone in her eyes before disappearing after a second. It was enough for Gibbs. "He used to date Bethany. He also said you approached him a few days ago, asking for her dagger back. Funny thing is, he gave you the knife back a few days before her murder."

"Okay so I know him. Is that a crime?"

"Lying to us is. What about the dagger? We know you had it back before Bethany's death."

"Are you accusing me of murdering Bethany?"

"Did you?"

"No. Why would you believe him? He killed her!"

"What makes you so sure?" asked Gibbs.

"He was in love with her."

"Doesn't explain why he would kill her. My money's still on you."

"Then maybe you should see someone about that betting habit you have Agent Gibbs because haven't killed her."

"There's where you're wrong. You see I think that you found out that Bethany was with Pablo and you didn't like that so you confronted her, things got out of hand and she died."

Mary paused. Tears slowly edged their way down her cheeks. "I loved her. I had been her best friend for years. That was all I ever was to her! I wanted to be with her but she loved that Pedro instead. Do you know what it's like to be ignored by the woman you love? It eats you up, slowly then all at once. I told her. She laughed and said I must be joking if I thought we could be together. Pedro was planning on proposing. He asked me if I thought she would say yes. It broke my heart to see them together. That night we argued. I didn't mean to kill her." she sobbed. "Her blood was all over me."