A/N: This was a pretty interesting chapter for me to write, but I think I got through it pretty well! I hope you enjoy it! Be sure to review! ~Lynn D.

After staring at Brice for over an hour, Tony was amazed for how long his boss could keep a straight face and practice so much patience. Even sitting in the corner, Tony was getting ancy; he was so ready to bust this guy for what he did to his co-workers, but most importantly, his friends.

Breaking DiNozzo from his thoughts, Gibbs finally began the interrogation. "Where were you on March 14th at 10p.m.?"

Brice shot an angry look at Gibbs and put a stupid grin on his face, "sleeping."

Gibbs placed pictures of Abby and Ziva in front of him and a brief expression of fear washed over his face then quickly composed himself, "so what?"

Gibbs cocked his head to the side and smiled sarcastically, "Do you recognize these women?"

Without even hesitating he replied, almost getting annoyed, "No."

"So you don't remember," pointing to Ziva's picture "her?"

Brice rolled his eyes "yea, fine –it's the chic who arrested me and wasted 7 years of my life."

"It sounds like your memory is coming back pretty quick. Now, do you want to tell me why we have you on security tapes at the Navy Yard and in Bethesda Hospital?"

Brice put his head down and sighed as he leaned back "Suppose I'm sunk, huh?"

Tony nodded then looked over at Gibbs before turning back to Brice, "What are you exactly admitting to?"

He shrugged, "Following them" pointing to the pictures.

"Do you want to tell me why you were following them?"

"Not especially."

Gibbs abruptly stood up and slammed his hand on the table then gruffly yelled "Why were you on the Navy Yard?"

Taken aback by this sudden change of behavior, he put his head in his hands "Fine, I'll tell you what you want."

While Abby and Ziva were sleeping, McGee was patiently trying to find Brice on the hospital security tapes. He'd just gotten word from Tony to check the Navy Yard footage as well, that'd be easier for him since he'd updated their new system and he knew it very well.

Now came the hard part where he just had to wait. McGee knew he had plenty of time, the girls wouldn't be getting up for another 10 hours or so.

He entered in Brice's height and weight into the program's system then decided to go take a quick nap.

Gibbs and Tony both took their seats at the table and Gibbs cleared his throat, "start at the beginning."

Brice leaned forward and let out a deep breath, "Being in prison for 7 years I just wanted to do something."

Tony interrupted, "Do you want to define 'something'?"

"Being cooped up in jail for so long, you just want to do something exciting, but I'm sure you two have no idea what that is like."

Both Tony and Gibbs brushed off the ploy to change the subject.

Gibbs decided it was time to move things along, "When did you begin planning for this 'something'?"

"I really didn't have a starting period; when you are in jail, you have revenge on your mind 24/7, it was really the only thing to think about. I mean, I have no family to go back to, so I had nothing else on mind."

Tony wrinkled his brow, "Okay…so you kind of answered that." Gibbs looked over at his agent and gave him a look, but Tony continued despite his Boss, "I can understand why you wouldn't like Ziva, but why Abby?"

Brice bit his lip and looked down, "About 6 months before I attacked James, my fiancé broke our engagement, I suppose…I don't know."

Gibbs stood up and went out of the room. Tony was confused, but continued to try and get a suitable answer out of Brice.

A few minutes later, Gibbs arrived with the one and only Duck-Man. Gibbs waved for Tony to go observe, then him and Ducky went on with their questioning.

After taking his nap, McGee went over and checked if he had any results on his man yet, he was, however a bit disappointed when he hadn't gotten a 'ding' yet. Sitting back down, he continued to go through the footage for another 2 hours.

Taking a quick break, he went and checked on the girls. Peeking into Ziva's room, he smiled as he saw that she was resting peacefully. As he was heading into Abby's room, he heard her moving around in the bathroom, cautiously he knocked on the door, "Abby? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! I'll be out in a sec."

He nodded his head and moved into Abby's room and took the sheets off her bed, then walked over to her dresser and took the clean set off the top.

As he was walking back to her bed, Abby came into the room dressed in her usual Goth clothing, fully adorned in her dog collar and cuffs, however she'd left off her make-up and McGee almost dropped the sheets he was carrying.

McGee looked at her curiously, "Going somewhere?"

She looked at him excitedly, "I have an idea, but I need to go to my lab to test it, will you take me?!"

"Abby," he said softly, "you still aren't well enough to go anywhere."

"Timmy," she smiled, "I feel SO much better and I really need to do this." She sighed, "For me and Ziva."

McGee smiled at her tenacity and spunk, "Alright, lemme tell Ziva where we'll be and I'll be ready."

She was so excited she almost jumped, but was careful to not get too excited, then she headed to the front door and put on her coat.

McGee quietly walked into the agent's room, "Hey Ziva, Abby thinks she has a lead, we'll be back home before dinner," he winked, "call if you need anything, okay?"

She turned over and snuggled underneath the covers, "umhmm," she replied then fell back to sleep.

He smirked then took Abby where she wanted to go.

After thinking of what he should say, since he was warned by Gibbs that he'd been talking so far and not to mess it up, Ducky carefully began to try to get some answers from Brice from a doctor's perspective.

He cleared his throat and began, "It seems to me that you are mad at all women for what your fia—ex-fiancé did to you." As Ducky was talking, he saw the hurt and anger begin to form in Brice's eyes. "However," he continued, "you still knew what you were planning to do was wrong and unfortunately sometimes our feelings just take over. Do you feel that I'm right?"

Brice put his head down and sighed, then responded, "I'm afraid so; my anger took over—it was like these past two weeks have been one big fog." Ducky nodded his head in understanding, then with a look from Gibbs, he left and a few moments later, Tony came in and filled the empty chair.

While Abby was setting up her lab and turning on her music along with her beloved mass-spectrometer, McGee set up his laptop to work on the surveillance tapes right next to her. She went over to her old computer and grabbed her purse and then headed back to her workstation where McGee was setting up.

She reached over and slipped on a pair of gloves as she reached into her purse and pulled out the bottle of headache pulls.

Tim looked over at Abby almost in shock, "Abs?"

Abby put her head down and sighed, "McGee, I believe these are what have been continuing to poison Ziva and I. I'll find out in about 2 hours if this really is the culprit—"

"And hopefully by then," McGee cut in, "we'll have our offender." He stood up from working on the footage a few minutes later and leaned over Abby's shoulder, "you need to go get some rest, I've got to go see what is going on in interrogation, alright?"

"Sounds good Timmy!"

He looked at her with some doubt, "Promise?"

"Promise!"

McGee headed upstairs to the interrogation observation room where he became enveloped in the questioning.

"About a week after I was released, I began putting the final touches on my plans, as well as collecting the…er, supplies I needed," Brice confessed.

"What kind of 'supplies' are we talking about?" Gibbs asked as Tony turned away from Brice and muffled a yawn.

They'd been in interrogation for 3 hours now and with his lack of sleep, he was beginning to become very tired.

"Well, I made up a layout of Bethesda and the Navy Yard, then mapped out Sciuto and David's workplaces. I also set up some security cameras around those places. I had already," he cleared his throat, "acquired the thing I needed for the, er…"

Tony butted in and nearly shouted, "For the poisoning?!"

Gibbs made Tony sit down but then put in his own thoughts, "You were man enough to poison them, but not enough to say you did it? Tells me a lot. Let's move on, where'd you get the idea?"

He looked over to the wall with an ashamed look washed over his face, "I got the idea from a movie I watched the night I got out of prison," he explained, "I was so down, so I just decided to 'do it'."

"Go on, how did you do it?" Gibbs asked.

"Well, since I didn't plan very well, I just snuck into the Navy Yard with an old friend's alias then found a hiding place in the bullpen. I was so close, I could hear Agent DiNozzo and David arguing about a bet involving a drink, so I perked up and ran to my car. I waited for Tony to come out and get into his car so I could follow him. When I noticed where we were pulling into, I pulled out the," he paused and looked at the two agents that were staring him down for they knew all of this was coming to an end, "poison and snuck into the restaurant, found the order," he bit his lip, "deposited it, slipped out and went back to the Navy Yard then a few minutes later I saw Agent Gibbs in the square of the Yard, so I snuck around the edge of it, and when I saw he was ordering a Caf-Pow, I decided to poison that as well, I figured I may as well poison the leader of the team, I never thought it'd go to someone else…Well, I think I've admitted to everything…what happens now?"

Gibbs sighed taking in this news, but quickly composed himself, "Yes, you are done. We'll have the local police pick you up, for now, we'll take you to the holding cell."

As McGee heard that, he could feel this huge weight being lifted off of his shoulders and he as he smiled he whispered, "It's finally over."

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